Old John didn't seem to hear them talking, so he didn't care at all, but turned his head to look at Zhao Xiang: "How about young man, do you believe it now?" ”

Zhao Xiang drank a glass of beer again, and looked at Old John as if he had plucked up courage: "Sir, I want to buy a gun, can you sell it to me?" ”

Old John took the beer from the bartender again and took a big sip of wine: "Little one, what do you want a gun for?" Guns aren't something you should play with at your age! ”

"I just need him, I think, I think, Sarajevo is a bit of a mess, I need a gun to defend myself!" Zhao Xiang thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a reason, after all, with Princip's current appearance, that is, a teenage doll, a doll wants to buy a gun, which really surprised many people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, little one, are you sure you bought a gun for self-defense? The young man told Old John that Old John will solve your troubles for you! Old John looked at Zhao Xiang, his eyes were full of sharpness, piercing people's hearts.

Zhao Xiang was a little cringe: "I just want to defend myself, I still want to take revenge, revenge on someone!" ”

"Hahaha, that's right, little guy, he must have been bullied and wanted to take revenge, that's right, hahahahaha, Kodora, do you have any weapons in your hand, come and see, this little guy wants to buy a gun!" Zhao Xiang's performance made Old John understand what Zhao Xiang wanted to do, he must have been bullied, and he was ready to buy a gun to retaliate, which was too common in Sarajevo, and the vigilance in his heart was also relaxed.

Sarajevo is not stable yet, the whole Sarajevo is full of Austro-Hungarian spies, old John is also one of them, has been responsible for secretly arresting some members of the resistance group, seeing Zhao Xiang is very angry, he took the initiative to come over to talk to see if he can gain something, the whole bar knows his identity, and he is loved and hated.

He had been observing Zhao Xiang just now, especially when he heard that Zhao Xiang was going to buy a gun, his eyes had lit up, and now most of the people who wanted to buy guns were people from some resistance organizations, and Johnson felt that he might catch a big fish.

When Zhao Xiang said that he wanted to defend himself, and finally told him that he wanted to take revenge, he completely lost interest, and he didn't see any problems in Zhao Xiang's eyes, so he introduced him to Kordora.

Kordora is a local small gang leader, and he has some arms under his hands, for arms, Austria-Hungary does not strictly control arms, and civilian guns are also very rampant, and the police will not manage this matter.

After hearing the shout, Cordora immediately walked over and glanced at Old John, and after Old John nodded, he laughed loudly and patted Zhao Xiang's shoulder vigorously: "Little guy, what do you want?" I've got everything here, but do you have enough money? ”

After speaking, he looked up and down and glanced at Zhao Xiang, the clothes were decent, not too poor and sour, it shouldn't be like a joke.

"Sir, how much does your gun sell? I'll see if I can afford it. Zhao Xiang looked at Cordora timidly, as if he was a little scared, after seeing this scene, Cordora smiled even more presumptuously, obviously this scene was too common for him.

"Little guy, don't be afraid, I have all the weapons here, but most pistols are 1000 kroner each, rifles, rifles, forget it, you little guy is not as tall as a rifle, how about it?"

After speaking, he looked at Kordora expectantly, but after the people around him heard the offer, they shook their heads, this price is too high, ridiculously high, it seems that Crado is going to be able to make a lot of money again.

"I want a Browning M1910, um and some bombs, I'm going to blow up those bastards! May I? But can the price be lower, I don't have that much money! ”

After speaking, he lowered his head, looking a little embarrassed.

Cordora turned his head, and finally laughed, looking at Zhao Xiang: "That's it, little guy, 900 crowns, plus three magazines, how about I send you five grenades?" ”

Zhao Xiang was already happy in his heart, obviously he didn't expect the other party to give himself a grenade, he just wanted to buy some black powder, but he didn't expect someone to send something better, he had always wanted to get this thing out, but he didn't expect someone to take the initiative to send it to the door.

However, Zhao Xiang did not express his joy immediately, but Niuniu pinched for a long time, and took out nine hundred crowns from his pocket: "Sir, I only have nine hundred crowns, but can you settle the money for me for my wine?" ”

"No problem! Little one, this bar is what I'm watching! After speaking, he glared at the bartender twice, and the bartender immediately nodded understandingly: "Hey, Princip, your drink is free today." ”

About ten minutes later, a white man ran into the bar, carrying a box in his hand and handing it to Kidola, who was sitting across from Zhao Xiang.

Cordora opened the box and looked at it, and after confirming the good things, he handed it to Zhao Xiang: "Little guy, take a look, but I still advise you, it's best not to shoot easily, otherwise it will be very troublesome!" ”

Zhao Xiang nodded and handed him the money, obviously this guy was not really kind, if he was really kind, he should have said this before selling the gun, not after the gun came.

When Zhao Xiang walked out of the bar with the suitcase, the expression on his whole face had changed from the expression of resignation just now to a resolute expression.

In the bar just now, everything Zhao Xiang showed was disguised, after all, the Praciep he possessed now was too small, underage, and his appearance was very deceptive, and Zhao Xiang must use it appropriately.

He did succeed, and until he finished the deal, John Sr. didn't look at him a second time, as if the deal didn't exist right under his nose.

When Zhao Xiang left the bar, Cordora took out two hundred out of the nine hundred crowns and handed them to Old John, who smiled and talked about the banknotes with his fingers: "Good job, Cordora, you are so black, I found this gun from the rebels, you actually sold it for nine hundred!" ”

"I was going to sell him for two thousand, but it doesn't look like the little guy is very rich. So I made a little less money. After speaking, he shook the seven hundred crowns in his hand proudly, and the seven hundred crowns in this era can indeed be counted as a lot of money, enough for him to live for a long time.

"But why don't you sell the grenades to that little fellow without consulting with me, you must know that grenades and pistols are not of the same nature, and if they are known, you will be unlucky! I can't protect you, and you know that the Grand Duke is going to come to inspect, and the inspection is very strict. ”

(The grenade is flooded)