The shepherd dispersed the others, leaving only the gangster leader to take him to the black markete, Old Mike.

He didn't have the slightest fear that the thugs would find helpers, and their boss would be the first to die.

Old Mike lived not too far away, four streets away, and on the way the shepherd also learned the name of the gangster: Tony.

Aside from being a gangster, Tony is actually a bit of a talkative guy, and after making sure that the shepherd won't beat him up anymore, he will brag endlessly.

The boast is old Mike, who is quite legendary in Tony's mouth, and also participated in the Vietnam War, and was shot in the left leg, so that he is still a little lame when he walks.

American society respects retired veterans very much, especially disabled soldiers, and Mike's status as a Vietnam War veteran has brought him great convenience, even if he is now 80 years old, no one dares to bully him, and even the police turn a blind eye to him for reselling guns.

"Looks like you know a lot, and I just have something I want to ask you about." The shepherd said.

"What's the matter? Sir, just ask. It's not that I'm bragging, there's really nothing in Brooklyn that I don't know about Tony. Tony said.

"Do you know Dongtu? I heard they were in Brooklyn too. ”

The second reason for the shepherds to come to South Brooklyn is that there are a lot of aquarists here, and they can ask for a lot of information.

"Dongtu? Are you talking about those ethnic minorities in Northwest China? Tony asked.

"yes, that's them, do you know where they are?" The shepherd asked.

"If you're looking for Tontu, they're in the wrong place, they're in North Brooklyn." Tony said.

"Do you know the exact location?" The shepherd asked again.

"I really don't know, but I can help you find out." Tony replied.

"Then ask me, don't worry, I won't let you run away in vain." As he spoke, the shepherd pulled out a stack of bills from his pocket, pulled out the top one, and stuffed it into Tony's hand.

Looking at Franklin on the banknote, Tony couldn't help but swallow: "Sir, I'll help you ask." ”

The shepherd held him down and said, "Don't hurry, go to old Mike and buy a gun." ”

"Okay, it's Mike's shop in front of you."

The sign on the door of Mike's store is not a gun shop, but a burger shop, the door has long been locked, and the lights are black inside.

Tony walked over and knocked on the door a few times, and the shepherd was keenly aware that he was knocking on four long and two short, and it should have been a secret signal if nothing else.

After a while, an old voice came from inside: "Who?" ”

"Old Mike, it's me, Tony, I'm bringing you a guest." Tony whispered back through the door.

The small door on the roller shutter opened, and Tony hurriedly waved his hand and led the shepherd inside.

In the dim light, the shepherd saw Old Mike's face clearly, and to his surprise, Old Mike was not black, but a white man.

Old Mike's face was covered with the marks carved by the years, his originally tall body had been rickety, and he had to breathe heavily, it was difficult for people to associate with the former Vietnam War veteran, but his eyes were still bright.

MacArthur's famous quote came to the shepherd's mind: "The old soldier never dies, but fades away." ”

"Old Mike, this is the guest I brought in, a Mr. Ninja from Japan." Tony introduced.

"Ninja? It's the first time I've seen it, hello, Mr. Ninja. Old Mike trembled and stretched out his hand to the shepherd.

"Hello, Mr. Mike, please take care of me!"

The shepherd held old Mike and bowed 90 degrees to the end, making the Japanese etiquette very good.

"I'm not a gentleman, just call me old Mike." Old Mike smiled.

"Okay, Mr. Mike." The shepherd replied.

Old Mike shrugged his shoulders and stopped correcting him, saying, "Mr. Ninja, is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

"I'd like to buy some guns from Mr. Mike, preferably an automatic weapon, I don't know if you have them?" The shepherd still refuses to give up his last hope.

"I'm sorry, but I only have some of the things I used to collect here, and now I'm too old to live for a few years, so I'm going to transfer them to people who like them, but I don't include automatic weapons. You should know that it's against the law," Old Mike patted his chest, "and I'm a law-abiding person." ”

The shepherd finally knew why even the police didn't come to trouble Old Mike, not because he was a retired disabled soldier, but because this guy was too leaky in his words and actions, and it was difficult for the police to find evidence of the crime.

"So, can I take a tour of your collection?" The shepherd asked, following his words.

Old Mike was pleased with his reaction and reached out and made a gesture of please, "Please follow me, Mr. Ninja." ”

Old Mike limped into the basement with the shepherd, and the walls were covered with all kinds of guns, and even the well-informed shepherd couldn't help but praise it.

"These are my collections, and I can transfer them to you if you like them." Old Mike said.

The shepherd's eyes were attracted by an M21 sniper rifle, and he was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Although the M21 is a sniper rifle improved on the basis of the M14 during the Vietnam War, and the range is only 800 meters, its superior performance still makes it one of the top ten sniper rifles in the world.

When the shepherd saw it, he was reluctant to leave.

"You have a good eye, this M21 is my gun from the Vietnam War, I take care of it every day, and it uses it like new. I can transfer it to you if you like, but the price is ......."

Old Mike didn't say any more, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Can I take a look?" The shepherd asked.

"Of course." Old Mike took off his gun and handed it to the shepherd.

The shepherd took it and inspected it carefully, and as old Mike said, it was very well maintained, so he asked directly, "How much?" ”

"Just look at the way you check and know that you are an expert, and I want you to be eight thousand." Old Mike gestured.

"I want it." The shepherd agreed without even paying the price.

$8,000 for a well-maintained M21 is not only not expensive, but also very valuable.

"You'll find it a smart choice." Old Mike grinned, and the wrinkles on his face came together like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Show me the Winchester M1887." The shepherd pointed out.

"Your vision is really good, this Winchester M1887 is used by the T800, and the collection value is particularly high." Old Mike laughed.

The shepherd knew it was a joke and laughed back, "That must have been given to you by John Connor." ”

"That's right, he gave it to me." Old Mike admitted and handed the gun to the shepherd.

Also well maintained, the shepherd bought it for $7,000.

He chose two more Desert-Eagles, which, like the previous two guns, have an "extraordinary" origin, and also prove that the M21 is not the old Mike's gun during the Vietnam War, and the biggest possibility for him to say this is not to fool customers, but to deal with the police.

The shepherd took some more bullets, as well as accessories such as mufflers, and spent a total of 22,000 dollars, which is really worth the money if you can't even buy the M21 at a regular gun store.

Old Mike made a big deal, the chrysanthemums on his face bloomed more brilliantly, and gave the shepherd two additional gun boxes for the M21 and Winchester M1887.

"Mr. Ninja, if you need anything, just come to me Old Mike."

"Thanks, I'll be sure to come back to you if I need it, goodbye, Mr. Mike."

The shepherd leaves Mike Sr.'s shop with Tony and asks him to inquire about the location of the U.S. branch of Totu.

Tony made a few phone calls and got an answer, and the shepherd gave him another four hundred dollars.

I thought it would be a dangerous trip, but I didn't expect an unexpected gain, Tony couldn't close his mouth with joy, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you!" ”

"You deserve it, you don't need to thank me, but I'll say the ugly things in front, if my story is spread by you, you should be able to think of your fate."

The shepherd said that he put his hand on his waist, and Tony's pistol had fallen into his hand, and then he raised his hand to shoot.

The gun had been silenced by him, and the street lights went out with a soft pop.

Good marksmanship!

Tony shuddered with fright, and hurriedly assured, "Sir, rest assured, I swear in the name of God that I will cover my mouth tightly, and no one will know what will happen tonight." ”

"I hope you can do it." The shepherd turned and left.

You don't need too many threats, one sentence is enough for those who can really threaten, and it is useless for those who can't threaten to say as much as they want, and Tony belongs to the former.

Away from Tony's line of sight, the shepherd looks for a car on the street, and after making sure that there is no one left or right, he starts to pry the car.

His lock-picking skills were naturally not as good as Dewey's and Duck's, but this was also one of the compulsory courses for the Hidden Dragon Warrior, and it didn't take much effort to pick the lock.

The shepherd started the car and drove towards the U.S. branch of Dongtu.

The north and south districts of Brooklyn are close to each other, and after half an hour, the shepherd came to the U.S. branch of Dongtu, but instead of going in immediately, he drove around and finally parked under another building.

He walked into the building with the M21 gun case, went up the stairs to the rooftop, walked to the opposite side of the U.S. branch in Dongtu, opened the gun box and assembled the M21.

Although hatred fills his heart, the shepherd is not blindfolded by hatred, and still remembers the wise saying "know yourself and know your opponent, and win all battles".

Now where he is located is the best sniper point in front of the U.S. branch of Dongtu, and through the high-magnification sniper scope of the M21, the shepherd can control all the situation inside.

Soon, the M21 was assembled, and the shepherd raised his gun and aimed at the U.S. branch of Dongtu on the opposite side.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Don't bother, Ainul is not here." ”