Chapter 207: Enveloping the Fat Man
"Whether you can fight or not, you must meet this old thief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć By the way, Brother Yuanfei, if you don't have a place to live, you might as well stay with my friend for the time being. Wang Shaoan said.
"Well, what's so embarrassing." Lin Yuanfei replied.
"It's okay, and I'm sure you'll be interested in him, hehe." Saying that, Wang Shaoan smiled mysteriously. Wang Shaoan remembered that Zhao Xiaobai said that Lin Yuanfei also likes to tinker with some obscene skills, and Ding Li has a lot of high-tech, which is enough for him to study. It would be a pity if Lin Yuanfei was depressed because of the blow. After all, I am still very short of people, and this is the most suitable time to make a righteous move.
"Then it's troublesome Brother Shao'an." Lin Yuanfei said.
"Where's the word?"
Wang Shaoan immediately sent Lin Yuanfei to Ding Li's mansion, and when Lin Yuanfei saw all kinds of weapons in Ding Li's laboratory, he immediately understood the origin of this weapon, and also knew why Wang Shaoan used firearms in the underground casino that night. It turned out that the maker of this weapon was a friend of Wang Shaoan. In fact, it looks like there are more advanced firearms than firearms.
"Let's learn more about these things, it might be of great help in the future." Wang Shaoan said to Lin Yuanfei.
Ding Li walked over with a rifle, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Wang Shaoan, Wang Shaoan took a closer look, and the rifle safety in Ding Li's hand had been opened.
"Uncle, Xiaoding, you want to make money and kill yourself!" Wang Shaoan glanced at Ding Li.
"Just pretend, you've cultivated to the stage of internal strength, and you're still afraid of guns?" Ding Li said.
"Holy! I'm a mortal in the flesh, not a living immortal, and a gun crashes on my head, isn't it blooming? Wang Shaoan said angrily.
"Then I'm going to have to get you. You take a closer look at the guy in my hand. Ding Li threw the rifle directly at Wang Shaoan, Wang Shaoan caught it and looked at it, the metal body, the wooden butt, the rear-pull bolt, and the monocular scope.
"How ugly and ugly this guy is, don't tell me it's a sniper rifle." Wang Shaoan showed a look of disgust on his face.
"No, just making this scope took me two whole days, how about the materials imported from Italy, not bad? This gun has a maximum range of up to 400 meters! However, the magazine can only hold seven rounds. Ding Li said with a proud expression.
Wang Shaoan picked up the gun, the body of the gun is relatively large, so it is heavier, although this weight is not a burden for Wang Shaoan, but it is still too big, and a shot has to pull the bolt and unload. Wang Shaoan looked into the scope, and the clarity was not bad.
"Hey, good guy, it's not a problem to aim for two or three hundred meters, Xiaoding, it needs to be strengthened." Wang Shaoan put the gun down and said. Lin Yuanfei picked up the gun and pounded it, and Ding Li broke out in a cold sweat.
"Lin Gongzi, take it easy, there are bullets here, don't face anyone!" Ding Li hurriedly raised the muzzle of the gun facing him and said.
"Haha, when you pointed the gun at me, why didn't you weigh if there were any bullets? Okay, it's so late, I'll go back first, you please. Wang Shaoan said angrily, and then prepared to leave.
"Hey, why don't you get one and go back to play?" Ding Li hurriedly asked.
"Such a heavy fellow, you don't have your carbine to use, forget it, you can keep it to yourself. It's good to beat rabbits and birds, hahaha. ā
"Your uncle."
On the second day, Wang Shaoan still got up to practice in the morning as usual, and after practicing, he bought a lot of buns of various flavors from Mo Niang and divided them into two piles, Wang Shao'an, Cao Hu, Shi Dazhuang, and Xiaoscale. Because when Xiao Liang eats, he never spends time with anyone, and although he has begun to look like a human when he eats now, he is still vigilant when he eats.
After breakfast, Wang Shaoan put on the official uniform and went out, although the five-grade official uniform is also an empty title, but the face of the court uniform is different, and he went to the yamen of the criminal department, and the official at the door nodded and saluted.
Wang Shaoan went to the prison very smoothly and found Wang Fatzi squatting in the cell. In just such a short period of time, Wang Fatzi has lost a lot of weight, and it seems that he has suffered a lot.
"Yo, Boss Wang, don't come unharmed." Wang Shaoan smiled slightly.
Seeing that it was Wang Shao'an, Wang Fatzi glanced sideways, and immediately turned around, he went to prison this time because Wang Shao'an single-handedly caused it behind his back, and he was eager to tear Wang Shao'an alive at this moment.
However, when Wang Fatzi saw Wang Shaoan's five-grade court clothes, he knew that Wang Shaoan had been promoted.
"What, Boss Wang, are you still angry?"
"Little Mencius, if you come to see Uncle Ben's jokes, you can watch it enough, Uncle Ben is happy to live here." Wang Fatzi said coldly.
"Yo, I've been in prison for a few days, Boss Wang has a lot of backbone, this is not like your Boss Wang's character." Wang Shaoan said.
"Little Mencius, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu."
Wang Shaoan was not angry, and then said: "Boss Wang, don't you want to go out?" ā
Hearing this, Wang Fatzi turned around, looked at Wang Shaoan carefully, and said, "What do you mean?" ā
"Boss Wang, as the saying goes, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. Although you are a fat man, I don't deny that you still have some strength. Wang Shaoan said.
"Oh? In this way, are you, Lord Wang, going to use Uncle Ben to turn it over? ā
"Hehe, people will only be used when they are valuable, so it depends on whether you have value that I can use." Wang Shaoan said with a smile.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
"Haha, your boss Wang is a good hand at business, what else can you do besides doing business? Could it be that I want you to take a knife for me to cut someone? I guess you're not this piece of material either, hahaha. Wang Shaoan sneered.
Wang Fatzi is not a dull person, as soon as Wang Shaoan said this, Wang Fatzi immediately smelled the smell of gold and silver. Doing business with someone like him must be indispensable for money.
"Send Uncle Ben to this prison of the Criminal Department, and then pretend to take me out to make money for you? Can't do it! ā
"Boss Wang's backbone is really growing, in that case, I will say goodbye." After Wang Shaoan finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Hey, hey, wait, how do you divide the account?" Wang Fatzi wanted to ask Wang Shaoan to beg him to turn over, but he didn't expect that he was about to leave, and immediately stopped Wang Shaoan.
Wang Shaoan turned around, raised a finger and said, "Divide your profits." ā
"It's too little, that's a deal on the waistband of the head, three layers." (To be continued.) )