The third child tilted his neck and saw the section of the newspaper, but immediately his brows were twisted together.

"Exotic animal beauty pageant?"

The third child of this competition knows that it is an event hosted by "Shadu Entertainment News", and Shadu will hold it once a year, and this year is the fifth.

It's just that the participants are basically the noblewomen and celebrities in Shangcheng District, which can be said to be a small circle of small fights, not to mention ......

"Boss, you may have just come to Shadu and don't know much about some things."

The third child opened his mouth first to find a step for Link, and then said: "Although this event is written that everyone can sign up to participate, it is mainly aimed at those noble ladies and celebrities in Shangcheng District, which is considered an activity within their small circle, and it is difficult for outsiders to squeeze in." Moreover, this event takes a long time and has a lot of processes, and now it is only a preliminary registration, and the finals will not start until mid to late May. ”

"Even if you win the championship in the end, the reward is only 150,000, which can't solve the urgent need."

Now that the Jack Gang has lost ground, the animals in the basement show no signs of being sold.

There is still a week before the time to pay the monthly payment to the White Crane Hall, and the road of the Jack Gang will become more and more difficult in the future.

When the boss came back before, he took a confident step, saying that the Jack gang would go to glory, and the third thought that the boss was in his chest.

But after knowing the boss's suggestion, the third child's heart instantly seemed to be poured with cold water, pulling out the cold.

Link took in the changes in the third child's expression, and his face did not change: "It's okay, I just used the animal beauty pageant as a pedal to beat the wildlife fame of the Jack Gang out of the situation." By the way, the third child, you now arrange manpower to transcribe an empty room, the bigger the better, I am useful. ”

The third child wanted to admonish again, but after hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't say it, and besides, he was afraid that it would make the boss feel disgusted and counterproductive.

This wave of White Crane Hall was violent, directly pinching the lifeblood of the Jack Gang, and the boss was still thinking about what animal beauty pageant, and he didn't care about the low emotional pressure of the gang brothers.

It's going to be over now, it's going to be over completely!

The third child nodded weakly to three or five people: "You, you, you, and you, come with me to clean up the house." ”

The faces of the thugs were also full of reluctance, and the faces of those who were ordered were even worse.

"The land is gone, what are you doing cleaning up the house now, are you going to train us to be nannies?"

"If this continues, we won't be able to last two months, right?"

"When Boss Jack was there before, the revenue and expenditure were just flat, but now that the territory is gone, it is bound to collapse, it is just a matter of time before it is done."

The third child clapped his hands and said, "Okay, don't complain, it's not good for the boss to hear it, and move things quickly." ”

Link was in the office, opening the file bag and taking out all the materials inside.

Many of the thugs' words were crooked and their strokes trembled, which showed that writing was a very difficult thing for them.

This has something to do with the educational environment in the slums.

There were schools in the slums, but only the basics of reading and reading were taught.

The rulers and elites did not want anyone to cross classes, so they also adopted a policy of captivity in the slums.

Two days ago, Link had just taken charge of the Jack Gang, and due to external pressure, he had never had time to understand the brothers of the Jack Gang.

Now I take the opportunity to look at the archives and learn more about my subordinates.

Because it was noted before that I wanted to write about my specialty, everyone racked their brains.

Link glanced at it, lockpicking and theft were commonplace, as well as writing about driving and rolling dice.

Link first looked at the specialty, and what impressed him the most was a guy juice with 'ventriloquism' written on it.

This specialty made Link feel excited, and he took the opportunity to remember this person's name, Quentin.

After a while, the third child knocked on the door sweating profusely and came in and said, "Boss, the room has been cleaned up." ”

"You call Ah Fu, and everyone else, to the rest area, I have something to announce."

Link got up, brushed the folds in his shirt, and walked out of the office.

The third child and the thugs are like frosted eggplants, with their heads bowed and wilting.

Link remembers that when he went out in the morning, the thugs' eyes were full of brilliant brilliance, which was anticipation and yearning for the future.

But now, everyone is lifeless, and they are standing in line in the rest area.

It's like a doll to be fiddled with, and it's like a zombie without emotion.

The territory was gone, and the White Crane Hall made a move, but the boss not only did not lead them to counterattack, but blindly retreated.

They could only watch Jack help the 'terminally ill' old man, breathing a little bit, but there was nothing they could do.

A deep sense of powerlessness took root in the hearts of everyone.

Ah Fu was the last to arrive, and he came back from outside in a hurry, sweating profusely.

"Ah Fu, why did you go?"

Link looked at Ah Fu's panting appearance and asked curiously.

"I'm practicing at the mouth of the alley, didn't the boss say last night that I should practice well?"

Link crossed his hands on his chest and half-sat down at the dining table: "Wipe the sweat first, and then take out the contents of the backpack." ”

The little brother who licked the dog hurriedly handed over the tissue, and Ah Fu simply wiped the beads of sweat from his head and unloaded the reinforced backpack from his body.

"Boss, is it right here?" Ah Fu pointed to the empty concrete floor.

The third child and the thugs looked at each other and were confused, not knowing what the boss and Brother Fu were talking about.

I don't know what the boss is trying to show them when he brings them together.

Ah Fu reached into the reinforced backpack, and soon something in the backpack fell to the ground.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the black pistol on the ground, and soon someone exclaimed.

"USP1995 classic semi-automatic pistol!"

"Isn't this just a pistol?" The thugs around him couldn't help but say.

"This isn't your average semi-automatic pistol, it's USP1995 classic! If placed on the underground black market, this pistol can be sold for 6,000 Wasteland Gang! ”

"What? Flipped...... Ten times? The thug opened his mouth wide and looked at this mediocre USP pistol, but he didn't expect the price to be more than ten times more expensive than the usual USP!

"Six thousand wasteland gangs, that's enough for us to collect half a street of protection money." Quite a few thugs gasped and lit up.

Ah Fu didn't pay attention to it so much, no matter how much these thugs were amazed, he just took out all the guns in his backpack and fell to the ground anyway according to the boss's wishes.

Ah Fu's enhanced backpack was like a bottomless pit, and the pistol clicked out of it.

The exclamation of the thug who knew the gun never stopped.

None of the pistols that Fu Ge took out of his backpack were big road goods.

“M2000，P29，M1911……”

"Shhh The collector's edition of Colt's six-shot revolver costs 10,000 in the underground black market! ”

The thug shuddered as he watched the gun fall to the ground.

In his opinion, these are all works of art, and it is really distressing to fall to the ground like this.

The third child's head is buzzing blank now, and there are already more than a dozen pistols on the ground, but looking at Ah Fu's posture, not only does it not mean to end, but it is even more energetic.

Although the others didn't understand, they were also excited when they saw so many guns taken out of their backpacks.

"Your name is Zhang Ming, right?" Link flipped through the file, and there was a young man named Zhang Ming in it, and the specialty he filled in was 'gun recognition'.

Zhang Ming, who was called by his name, was a little flustered, and at the same time happy in his heart, he didn't expect the boss to know his name.

"Boss, it's me!"

"Since you are distressed, then help Ah Fu clean it up together."

"Okay!" The bright smile on Zhang Ming's face can't be stopped, and being able to touch his beloved baby with his own hands is simply a dream journey.

Zhang Ming stepped forward and put all the pistols on the table on the table.

Ah Fu took out his last pistol, clapped his hands, and took a long breath: "The pistol is all out!" ”

Zhang Ming looked at the dazzling array of more than a dozen pistols on the table, and his eyes lit up.

It's a work of art!

The eyes of the other thugs also radiated light, and the boss made so many guns at once, which made it clear that he wanted to do something!

"Boss, what are you ......" Before the third child could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ah Fu raising his hand.

"Don't worry, there's still in the bag."

A variety of miniature submachine guns, single-chambered shotguns, and assault rifles.

The weapon that Ah Fu took out of his backpack became more and more powerful, and his shape became more and more exaggerated.

In addition to the original firearms, there are also strengthened models that have been modified and configured, and even several assault rifles, Zhang Ming can't name the models.

When Ah Fu finally came out with a sniper rifle in both hands, Zhang Ming's mouth was wide enough to fit a fist.

The third child and the other thugs behind him, at this moment, their eyes have gradually turned into sand sculptures, their eyes are dull, and their brains are completely down.

In addition to the guns on the table, the capacity of Ah Fu's backpack made them feel unreal.

"This—This is the butcher's dismemberment......"

Zhang Ming said the name of the sniper rifle with a shudder.

"Eightfold optical sniper scope, custom-made extended silencer, specially modified length and detachable settings, hand-stitched rhino leather stock, characteristic high-energy armor-piercing bullets...... This gun goes completely customizable. ”

"How much does this gun cost?" Ah Fu asked curiously.

Zhang Ming shook his head solemnly and said, "The ordinary version of the underground black market is also priced at 6~80,000 wasteland coins. This one is completely personalized and the price will only be higher! ”

Hiss!

Everyone in the audience gasped except for Link.

A 100,000-dollar gun, what is this concept?

Look at the guns piled up on the table, it looks like a small arsenal.

Most of the guns in the hands of the thugs were bought from second-hand stores on the underground black market.

The price of a new gun usually fluctuates between seven and eight hundred, and the price of a simple second-hand pistol can be pressed down to three or four hundred.

But the gun on the table in front of him, the cheapest one costs two or three thousand wasteland coins.

The thugs have a sense of rarity when Grandma Liu enters the Grand View Garden.

"Oh, yes, I forgot, there's still something left unclean."

Ah Fu said, and took out four more body armor from his backpack.

The stunned thugs gradually came back to their senses, and the fire of revenge ignited in their eyes.

, take this gun.

They even had the audacity to go out and go head-to-head with the other three gangs!

"Now, move these guns to the room inside, and that room will be the arsenal of our Jack gang in the future."

Now, there is no need to specify the arrangement.

One by one, the thugs were like doping, and they took the initiative to help and moved all the guns and equipment into the room.

The third child on the side, looking at the boss who was confident and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Boss, how many surprises and hole cards do you have!

P.S: Ask for recommendation votes~ It's going to be on the shelves next Friday, and I know that there are many people who won't spend money to subscribe to this book, so it's good to vote for Wanjun two more recommendation votes now?