Li Ran and Wang Mo followed the toad and the jackal back to the place where Luo Hao used a pistol to launch a reversal counterattack, accompanied by a few "Hydra" team members, and Balang, the biggest drug lord in Southeast Asia, also followed. In his words, he wanted to see if the kid who blinded him back then was still so awesome.

As soon as he stepped on this battlefield, a strong and pungent smell of blood came to his face, and even the "Hydra", a mercenary who hung his head on his trouser belt, only recognized money and did not recognize people, and shuttled in the rain of bullets all day long, couldn't help frowning.

The ground was littered with scorched black marks and bullet casings scattered around the ground after the grenade exploded, and the black jungle combat boots were not as hard as imagined when stepping on the ground, but a feeling of being socky and soft, of course, this scorching softness was not just raining in the sky, but caused by a long period of soaking in human blood.

"Gasp!"

There was a sudden sound of vomiting in the crowd, and one of his subordinates who followed Balang as his bodyguard, because he couldn't stand this stimulation from sight, smell, and even touch on his feet, he covered his mouth and ran to the side to vomit.

"Useless waste!" Glancing at Zhenghuan's subordinates who were holding the trunk of the tree and spitting, Ba Lang snorted dissatisfiedly and cursed.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with and angry at this kind of behavior of his subordinates who were unbearable and had seriously cut his face in front of outsiders, especially Li Ran and Wang Mo, the two former enemies!

Li Ran walked to the encirclement surrounded by fifteen corpses, looked at the bullet holes between the eyebrows of the dozen or so drug dealers, and glanced at the scattered location of the well-preserved bullet casings on the ground, Li Ran bent down and picked up a bullet casing, put it under his nose and sniffed it, threw it to Wang Mo on the side, and asked, "What do you see?" ”

"Arc rapid gun drawing, a compulsory course for the Dragon Yin Army."

"A pistol, arc rapid draw, fifteen bullets, all bullets in the eyebrows, one hundred percent hit. If it were you, how far would you be able to go? Li Ran asked.

"Ninety percent." Wang Mo pursed his lips and gave a conservative answer.

"Therefore, a mad dragon is a mad dragon, even if he has left the dragon hidden army for three years, he can still play the gun so well, Chengying's apprentice really deserves his reputation." Li Ran couldn't help but sigh.

Li Ran left Wang Mo, who was alone with a pistol to simulate Luo Hao's situation against the enemy at that time, while he wandered around casually, trying to find some information about the other members of Luo Hao's team.

Li Ran walked up to Ba Lang, looked at the spring that was held in his hand that should have been removed from the AK automatic rifle, and asked, "When did Boss Ba become interested in arms other than 'white noodles'?" ”

"Hey, I'm not interested in this kind of iron lump full of engine oil smell, if you want to make money, it's my 'white noodles' that come quickly. In these years, unless you can sell nuclear submarines and nuclear missile-level arms like Bougil's madman, there is no fun. ”

Barang casually threw away the AK automatic rifle spring in his hand, pouted and said, "I really admire that guy Boogier, who has been at the top of the Interpol wanted red list for almost 20 years, but he hasn't moved his ass, and selling nuclear missiles is different." ”

"Do you know who the biggest arms dealer in the world is? United States! Li Ran looked at Barang and said, "The reason why Boogier has been able to hang the Interpol wanted red list for 20 years and still be safe and sound is completely because the Americans are working hard behind him, and he has what the Americans dream of in his hands." ”

The madman Bugier who dares to sell nuclear weapons in the mouths of Li Ran and Barang, whose full name is Bugier? Wengert, whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the sea, as long as you can afford to pay for it, he can get it for you, so he is also called "Death Merchant" in the arms world.

As for Boujir? Why Wengert has been on the Interpol wanted red list for 20 years and has nothing to do with it, as Li Ran said, it is the Americans who are secretly working hard behind their backs. The United States itself is a superpower that made money from wars, and it is the world's largest arms dealer, making enough weapons a year to bomb the earth two or three times.

And as an arms dealer, what do you need in addition to having enough goods in hand? Sales Network! Without a sales network, what's the use of having a guy in hand? Although every year some countries buy arms from the United States, those orders cannot satisfy the big stomach of the United States, so it targets some other forces in the world that are in urgent need of arms, including some mercenary groups and terrorist forces that can cause some trouble for their competitors.

Americans don't care if you are evil or righteous, as long as it is God who can buy his arms. During World War II, he sold planes to the Allies and tanks to Hitler, and if it weren't for the fact that the Japanese had taken their brains out to bomb Pearl Harbor, the Americans would have made their war money steadily until the end of the World War.

Boogier? Wingert's arms business is a family business, and the relationship accumulated over the generations has become a very large and well-established sales network in the hands of Bougier, and even if others are now imprisoned in a prison at a NATO military base, he can remotely control the sale of arms. The vast majority of the Hydra's arms were purchased from Bourgil.

Such a miraculous arms sales network is exactly what the Americans urgently need, so if the Americans do not fully grasp the sales network in the hands of Wengert, they will never click Burgier off, and before the Americans nod, who dares to touch a finger of him?

"Since you're not interested in the arms business, you just held a spring that I don't know from which gun and looked so energetic?"

"I'm just thinking, Luo Hao, this kid is really good at it, except for what can be taken away, everything that can't be taken away has been demolished by him, even if it is dismantled, it will be separated!" Barang gritted his teeth and said.

"This is the style of the Dragon Yin Army, since I can't use it to destroy the enemy myself, I won't leave it to the enemy to deal with myself or my brother."

Li Ran glanced at Ba Lang, who had a stinky face, and said, "Could it be that the value of Boss Ba still feels sorry for these guns and these bullets?" ”

"Fart, Lao Tzu has nothing else, just more guns, more people, more bullets, and more 'white faces'!" Ba Lang slapped his chest suddenly, and pretended not to care and said: "These guns are a gift from Lao Tzu to him!" ”

Listening to Ba Lang's bold words, Li Ran smiled slightly but did not dismantle him, his eyes were like a pair of radar detectors, and he continued to search the surrounding ground, when he saw the laryngeal shock air duct headset hanging in the ear of a drug dealer, his face changed, and he hurriedly called Ba Lang to his side, and asked with a serious expression: "Boss Ba, are all your subordinates equipped with this kind of communication headset?" ”