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Sharif did not disappoint him: "The Emirate of Colin prohibits non-nationals from owning firearms, but if you need it, I can take you to a place." ”

Liu Handong said: "Let's go buy a gun first. ”

Sharif drove for a long time to a market far from the city of Takikati, selling everything from large animals such as camels and donkeys, as well as cheap electronics and clothes made in China, second-hand electrical appliances from Japan, all kinds of spices, coffee, tea, and one of the stalls was full of firearms, Liu Handong was dumbfounded.

It's all old guns, the oldest Arquebus is simply a historical relic, the butt is decorated with copper and silver, the slender six-edged barrel is full of art, and there are some other World War II rifles, the latest is a rusty Soviet SKS semi-automatic rifle, Liu Handong played with this, the Chinese version of this gun is called the five or six semi-automatic.

This SKS is in poor condition, and the bayonet is missing, Liu Handong picked it up and examined it, pulled the bolt and looked at the chamber of the gun, which was old dirt and gravel, and then looked at the muzzle, it was also filthy, he asked the old Arab man the price, and the old man stretched out three fingers, representing thirty collinthian dinars, which is six dollars, which is equivalent to less than forty yuan.

Liu Handong paid for the rifle first, and he had some scattered dinars on him, but he felt that buying a rifle at this price was a desecration of the gun, so he gave a full hundred dinars.

The old man wanted to find money, and Liu Handong said that he didn't need such a good gun, it was worth the price. Then he even said that he wanted to buy another pistol, and it was a little difficult for him to communicate with the other party in Arabic, and the old man's face was furrowed and furrowed, like a knife and axe, and his fingers were full of black mud, and he was slightly deaf, and his accent was strange, but with the boldness of the Bedouins, a desert people, he took out a pistol from under his robe

"For you." The old man said, offering the pistol in both hands.

This is a British-made Webley revolver, the style is very old, not the kind of American revolver that can shake off the nest from the side, but the way to fold it from above, it is loaded with six yellow and clear bullets, it can be seen that the maintenance is good, there is an inscription on the gun body, and the words 1915 are vaguely seen, Liu Handong is stupid, an antique from a hundred years ago.

The Bedouins are very hospitable, and the things they send out cannot be refused, Liu Handong had to accept this unique gift, he thought about giving back a thing, and after thinking about taking out his newly bought Huawei large-screen mobile phone, the old man's eyes lit up, ecstatic, and he couldn't put it down.

The deal was very successful, but it took a bit of trouble to find the bullets, and the old man had a large wooden box filled with bullets for pistols and rifles of various specifications, just like the treasure chest full of screws and nuts in Chen's eight-foot car repair shop.

Soviet-style 7.62x39m43 rifle bullets are very common bullets, and dozens of them can be found at will, but Webley's revolver bullets are rare, and only three can be made, and they are very old, and it is difficult to guarantee that the shot can still be effective.

After buying the gun, Liu Handong became bold, put the spear in the trunk of Sharif's taxi, and the revolver in his pocket, he wanted to salute first and then soldier, so that this group of foreign underworld in Takikati could see what it meant to be really black.

First he went back to the office, hid the gun, and took the dollar to find the landlord, the bully on this street is a group of immigrants from Palestine, five or six core personnel, who run a labor company, and live mainly by extorting foreigners, Pakistanis, Bangladeshis, Indonesians, as long as they work in Colin, they have to pay protection money.

Liu Handong came to visit, and he paid a monthly protection fee of $500, and the Palestinian boss waved his hand to let him go.

"Please release my companion." Liu Handong stammered, "I'm willing to spend money." ”

A few guys discussed it and offered a sky-high price: "Ten thousand dollars can help you ask." ”

Liu Handong bargained with them, and said with a sad face that no, at this moment he had already moved to kill, but he still wanted to give them a chance, he said sincerely: "Arafat, you know, that is our old friend of the Chinese people, we in China have always supported the great cause of the Palestinian people's national recovery, supported your struggle against Israel, donated money and materials, and the United Nations helped you vote and speak, see in these matters, can you help?" ”

"Not a single point less, I know that you Chinese are the richest, and 10,000 dollars is a small meaning for you." The guy is called Sheikh, and his attitude is very tough, Liu Handong looked at him and felt that this thing was covered with a black hood, and he was a proper Hamas armed man.

"Okay, I'll go back and ask my superiors for instructions, and do my best to raise money." Liu Handong said that he came out backwards, crossed the road, returned to his office, took out the SKS rifle from the cabinet, skillfully disassembled, cleaned, reassembled, pressed the ten bullets into it one by one, put the gun into a long fishing bag, went downstairs to repair the car, jacked the car up with a jack, removed the tire to repair the tire, and inflated it with the on-board electric pump.

After the car was repaired, Liu Handong went out of the city to shoot targets, he went to the silent beach introduced by Sharif, placed ten cans in the open space, and shot at a distance of 50 meters and 100 meters.

Liu Handong returned to the office, had dinner, waited for dusk to come, it was getting late, he went out with his bag, went to the roof of the fifth floor, the buildings facing the street were very close, he climbed over the roofs of several buildings one after another, and finally stopped on the upper floor opposite the "labor company" run by the Palestinians, took out the blanket in his bag and spread it on the roof of the building that was hot in the sun, lay on the blanket, took out his rifle, and aimed at the opposite window with a mechanical sight.

His eyesight is very good, there is no need for an optical sight at this distance, the M43 bullet is an intermediate power rifle bullet, and the Bayi bar is also used with this kind of bullet, which is medium in power, and can penetrate thin steel plates, brick walls, trees and a certain thickness of concrete within the effective range, and the plot in the movie that you can hide behind a car or furniture and be safe is completely fake, and the rifle bullet can be pierced without pressure.

At this moment, Liu Handong decided to teach the Palestinians some unforgettable lessons, it was getting late, the labor company was brightly lit, and the fat-headed and big-eared goods were eating curry rice and drinking coffee, but they didn't know that this was the last supper.

Liu Handong locked Sheikh's head with a crosshair, without any hesitation, with a hook of his fingers, Sheikh's head turned into a rotten watermelon, and the people around him hurriedly got up and looked around, and the bullet flew and hit two more people, and they realized that the bullet came from a distance, and hurriedly lay down to find cover.

After ten bullets were fired, Liu Handong Xun took out a plate of bullets and pressed them in, and continued to shoot violently, hitting the outer wall of the labor company full of holes, and the last bullet was discharged, Liu Handong got up and rolled up the blanket and left quietly, leaving only bullet casings all over the ground.

Half an hour later, the police arrived at the scene, the labor company was bleeding, Sheikh was killed on the spot, and four others were injured differently, the gang was destroyed, the police called an ambulance, pulled them away, and then searched the banknotes in the company safe and walked away.

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The next day, Liu Handong went to the police station with a bundle of US dollars to fish for people, and was met by embassy staff negotiating with the police, one of whom looked very familiar.

The man also saw Liu Handong, putting aside the red-faced and thick-necked Colin policeman who was arguing, and strode over with open arms.

Liu Handong also opened his arms and hugged this person tightly.

"You want to strangle me, but the injury is not healed." The man coughed twice and hammered Liu Handong on the shoulder.

"It's great that you're not dead, how did you get transferred here, is it a promotion or a demotion?" Liu Handong asked with a smile, this person is his comrade-in-arms who fought side by side when he experienced bloody storms in Afghanistan more than half a year ago, and the assistant military attache of the Afghan Embassy.

"It's a promotion, now I'm a military attaché, and the assistant is pinched." The man smiled, "It's all up to you to get my life out, and I'm almost in for this life." ”

Liu Handong said: "It's really a place where we don't meet in life, when things are done, we have to have a good drink and two cups, and I haven't asked your name." ”

The man said, "My name is Qin Yingyang." ”

Liu Handong said strangely: "Qin Xianyang is your relative? ”

"It's my cousin, the son of my second uncle." Qin Yingyang said, if you look closely, there is no similarity between the eyebrows and eyes of the two brothers, but their body sizes are similar, they are both thin and straight.

It is not appropriate to reminisce here, the two went to negotiate with the police together after a simple greeting, Qin Xianyang committed the crime of smuggling tobacco and alcohol, which is not a very serious crime, plus the intervention of diplomatic organs, the police said that as long as they pay a fine, they can be released.

Qin Yingyang was uncompromising, argued with reason, and moved out of His Royal Highness Crown Prince Said to suppress people, but the police officer said that he couldn't do it, so he had to agree to release him in the end.

"These corrupt officials can't be scared without scaring them." Qin Yingyang said with a sneer.

"You know His Royal Highness the Crown Prince well?" Liu Handong asked.

"It's a long story, I'll talk to you later." Qin Yingyang followed the police into the door and picked up his cousin who was locked in the cell.

Qin Xianyang suffered a little, but it was all skin trauma, no big problem, just a little depressed, everyone left the police station, drove back to the office, passing by the labor company owned by the Palestinians, the big gun holes on the wall were impressive, a group of women in black robes with only their eyes exposed, crying and hugging a truck, the carriage was a body wrapped in white cloth, the deceased was Sheikh, yesterday at dinner, a bullet opened his skull.

Muslims pay attention to burial, and today the Sheikh will be buried, and the funeral is all Palestinian villagers, and most of them are women, because the men are still lying in the hospital.

The streets of the old city were narrow, and the funeral procession blocked half the street, and the Qin family brothers looked at them silently, and after a long time, Qin Ying said leisurely: "nozuonodie." ”