Chapter 8 Arms in hand

This is an era of war and blood, and it is also an era of personal cannibalism, and Da Niu is a slow-brained person, so Qin Feng needs someone by his side to help him. Qin Feng didn't know whether he believed that Zhang Xiangwu was right or wrong, but he was willing to give it a try, and it shouldn't be difficult to survive in this era with his own skills, not to mention that he still had a big secret hidden in him.

is different from believing in Zhang Xiangwu, Qin Feng has never believed in Charlie, although Charlie has always advertised himself as more like a gentleman, but in Qin Feng's opinion, Charlie is as dangerous as a man-eating beast hidden in the jungle. "Mr. Qin, everything you want is here, you can open the box and take a slow look." Qin Feng was taken to a warehouse by someone sent by Charlie, and Charlie, who had been waiting for a long time, opened his arms and wanted to hug Qin Feng, but was quietly avoided by the latter, Qin Feng was really a little tired of hugging people.

Opening a box in front of him, Qin Feng looked at a Mauser rifle that still smelled of gun oil, but this was not the Mauser sniper rifle he had asked for. "Mr. Qin, I want to say that I really did my best." Seeing Qin Feng turn his face to look at him, Charlie immediately explained with a look of embarrassment, "Although China has purchased a lot of German-style weapons, the Mauser sniper rifle you want is really difficult to get, but I can guarantee that I can find someone to add the scope you need to this rifle." ”

Qin Feng pursed his lips and didn't say anything, just opened these boxes one by one, and the submachine guns were there, and they were two Thomson submachine guns made in the United States. I don't know if it's Charlie's negligence, Qin Feng didn't find the figure of the American M1 Garand rifle in the box, so he no longer bothered about using automatic weapons, it doesn't matter if there is a Garand rifle or not.

There was no Garand rifle, and there was no Japanese-style sniper rifle that Qin Feng wanted to see, and in general, the things provided by Charlie were not very satisfactory to Qin Feng. All the boxes had been opened by Qin Feng, but Qin Feng didn't find any kind of weapon bullets, and glanced at Charlie standing beside him with the corner of his eye, Qin Feng saw a hint of vigilance in Charlie's expression.

Qin Feng, who understood in his heart, got up with disdain and asked Charlie, "Okay, that's it, you calculate, how much more do I need to pay you?" Qin Feng already knew that Charlie was on guard against him, and he didn't want to deal with such a person anymore, so he simply prepared to leave Hangzhou with Da Niu immediately after the transaction was completed. It's just that Qin Feng seems to have forgotten that there is an old saying in China that people are sinister, especially Charlie is not a person with a good character.

"No hurry, no hurry." Seeing that Qin Feng had already proposed to pay the money, Charlie suddenly stopped worrying, and his words were full of procrastination. "I have good Indian tea here, why don't you go to my office and talk about these things while we have tea." The office Charlie said was just a fence separated by a wooden board in the corner of the warehouse, and he glanced at the men in black in the warehouse quietly, Qin Feng smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Qin, I have always had a question that I really want to know the answer to, and I happen to have time today, I hope Mr. Qin you can give me an answer." The tea brought by Charlie had long since lost its temperature, and Qin Feng didn't drink anything better, but Charlie's words made the color in Qin Feng's eyes a little heavier. "We all know that the current situation in China is very chaotic, although I occasionally do some arms business, but I am very curious, Mr. Qin, what are you going to buy these arms for?"

Charlie did not say all the doubts in his mind at once, and among the Chinese he had contacted, no one had ever bought something like a sniper rifle from him, especially a Japanese-style sniper rifle. Qin Feng took a sip of the tea in the toast and smiled at Charlie, "I just like to collect weapons, and I even have the earliest arquebuses at home, and the weapons of all eras and countries are the targets of my collection." ”

Regarding the answer given by Qin Feng, Charlie could only pout secretly in his heart, he was not easy to coax, so naturally he would not believe the answer given by Qin Feng. "Mr. Charlie, I've seen everything, but why haven't I seen the bullets? Whether the weapon is good or not, but it can only be determined after live firing, you don't want to ask me for another fee to buy bullets, right? This time it was Qin Feng's turn to speak first, and Qin Feng pretended to ask casually about the bullet.

"Hehe, Mr. Qin, at first glance, you don't know the rules of our arms trade, weapons and bullets cannot be traded at the same time. But rest assured, you won't be charged for bullets for these weapons, and each weapon will already be equipped with a base amount of ammo. Qin Feng asked about the bullets, and Charlie replied smoothly, in fact, Qin Feng didn't know that the bullets he needed were in this warehouse.

Charlie knocked on the side, but Qin Feng was silent, the two drank a whole pot of tea, and Charlie couldn't get what he wanted to know from Qin Feng's mouth. Seeing that more than half an hour had passed, Charlie, who had a ghost in his heart, couldn't help but start to be a little impetuous, and secretly glanced at the subordinates he brought, Charlie smiled at Qin Feng and said, "Mr. Qin, I think we can already be regarded as friends, I still want to know the answer, I want to know what happened to Ichiro Ono's house that night." ”

Charlie's two men in black were already standing behind Qin Feng, and there were several other men in black in the warehouse, so Charlie naturally had the confidence to ask Qin Feng about what happened at Ichiro Ono's house that night. Picking up the cigarette Charlie put on the table and pulling out one, Qin Feng looked at Charlie with a smile, "Are you sure you really want to know?" If I were you, I wouldn't want to know, and sometimes it's not a good thing to know the answer. ”

In the face of Qin Feng's ridicule, Charlie couldn't help but snort coldly, but Qin Feng turned a blind eye and lit the cigarette in his mouth with a match. "Anyway, Ichiro Ono and the Japanese ronin who offended you have been punished, and these things are the result of accepting your employment. You spend money, we execute, that's the answer, other things, I'm afraid you need to ask Zhang Xiangwu. ”

"You ......" Charlie, who had touched the soft nail, stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Feng, and before he could say anything, he saw Qin Feng's fingers holding the cigarette bending and flicking, and the cigarette with a red head flew straight towards Charlie's face. Ah......" The cigarette with the red head first hit Charlie's cheek, and then slid down the collar into the clothes, and the hot Charlie danced vigorously, and he was like a circus clown.

"Don't move, I'm afraid I'll hurt your boss." Qin Feng popped out the cigarette roll, and he had already pulled out the short knife pinned to his waist with his backhand, and just leaned forward, he had already grabbed Charlie's placket with his left hand, and the short knife in his right hand was already on Charlie's neck. Looking around at the black-clothed men who were faintly surrounding, the short knife in Qin Feng's hand moved forward slightly, and Charlie's neck was already blood-colored, and the black-clothed men could only retreat according to Qin Feng's instructions.

"Mr. Charlie, we should have been friends and business partners, but your curiosity is too great for me to be friends with someone like you." Qin Feng smiled and pulled Charlie, who had already entered the stupid state, to his side, and while reaching into Charlie's pocket and feeling out the gold bars he had just handed over to the other party, he tried his best to make fun of the other party.

"Tell your men to take out the contents of the box and load them into the car outside the warehouse, and besides, I want to see with my own eyes that all the bullets you prepared for me are also loaded into the car." There was no need for Qin Feng to put the short knife on Charlie's neck, just a few scolds, Charlie was already honestly like a black slave, busy following Qin Feng's words to let the men in black carry the arms into the car he drove.

Seeing that Charlie's eyes seemed to be unwilling, Qin Feng approached Charlie's ear and lowered his voice and smiled, "Mr. Charlie, I might as well tell you again, Ono Ichiro." "Ichiro Ono is the best list, and Charlie doesn't want to die in his residence without knowing it.

Without Qin Fengfei's permission, Charlie didn't dare to speak, so he could only ask for his head one by one, he would be really afraid. Now no matter who Qin Feng is, Charlie doesn't have the heart to inquire anymore, he only hopes that Qin Feng can leave as soon as possible, as for the car and those arms that Qin Feng took away, Charlie didn't pay attention to them at all, compared to his own life, those arms are simply not worth mentioning.

Compared with the cars in later generations, the cars of the 30s are simply simple to the extreme, even if Charlie's car is a new Ford, but Qin Feng still misses his own Beijing Jeep that walked through the mountains and mountains in later generations. The sedan in the 30s was not very difficult to drive, and Qin Feng was already familiar with the functions of the Ford sedan after just driving back to the inn from the warehouse. After returning to the inn, beckoning Da Niu to pack up his things, and after changing into his newly ordered clothes, Qin Feng, who was refreshed, took Da Niu to check out and leave, no matter whether Charlie would chase the back account, Qin Feng was unguarded.

The sedan hit the road and drove all the way towards Shanghai, although there were also checkpoints set up by the army or local militia groups along the way, but with Qin Feng's obviously unusual clothes and Ford car, Qin Feng actually did not encounter any trouble on the way to Shanghai.