"The gun is good, we all need it."

After Chang Shan checked the gun, he looked at Lin Yao next to him, and frowned: "Camel, do you have body armor here, he is a newcomer, if he has one, get him a set, and prepare a car for us." ”

"Yes, but I made it myself, and the steel plate I used looks a little simpler, and there is no problem in defending small calibers."

As Song Camel spoke, he pulled out a box from under the bed and took out a body armor from it.

Lin Yao was not polite, and put the body armor on his body and tried it, good guy, at least twenty kilograms, this weight is not light.

"Brother Shan, don't you use body armor?"

Wearing body armor, Lin Yao's sense of security increased dramatically, and no one would have too many such life-saving things.

"No, bullets bite newcomers, and we veterans are a burden to wear."

Chang Shan is telling the truth, their unformal body armor, at least twenty or thirty kilograms, is like carrying a bag of cement, which greatly affects flexibility.

In Chang Shan and Zhang Biao's view, these buyers in Kanto don't look like ruthless characters.

They are a sneak attack again, not a hard fight, and they don't need to wear these cumbersome.

"Chenghui, two short dogs are seven yuan six, a body armor is four yuan eight, two earth dogs are eleven yuan six, and a second-hand Jetta is four yuan and three, a total of twenty-eight yuan and three cents, you can give twenty-eight.

Our rule is to take the money first, then give the dog food, the dog food will be delivered with the car, if there is no problem, pay the money. ”

It is the rule of these hawkers to separate guns and bullets, so as not to encounter frenzied people who take things and eat black.

Chang Shan also knew their rules, nodded to Zhang Biao beside him, and said, "Biaozi, give money." ”

Zhang Biao opened his backpack, and there were action funds given by Uncle Dong in it, totaling 300,000.

Count out twenty-eight piles and hand them over to Song Camel, and the remaining 20,000 yuan is their tea fee.

Of course, it's just a cup of tea, not a reward.

The remuneration is charged per capitation, and one hundred thousand is paid, and it will be settled at one time after returning.

As for the equipment they used, they definitely can't bring it back to Dongshan, and they can sell it to camels when they go back.

Considering depreciation, second-hand, and some other factors, buyers will often recycle at four folds, and they can sell for a hundred thousand back.

According to the situation here, this business should have a profit of seven or eight hundred thousand.

It's been 16 years now, and seven or eight hundred thousand people can buy a building in a third- or fourth-tier city, and they can be rich and worry-free by doing two or three businesses a year.

Evening...

"The camel helped us inquire clearly, the person who matched Lin Shengwen was called Wang Cripple, this person is a middleman, he likes to play cards at Wudaokou on weekdays, and he usually plays late when he has nothing to do."

Sitting in the car, Chang Shan took out two photos, handed them to Lin Yao and Zhang Biao respectively, and said: "This person is Wang Cripple, when he was young, he broke one leg because of the quarry and the conflict with someone, and now his left leg is also lame, which is very recognizable."

He drove a white Camry with license plate number 52B30, and according to his habit of playing cards until late, we could block him on his way home.

Wang Cripple is the middleman of this business, as long as you find him, you can find those buyers, and you can go back after all of them are done, how about it, is it simple and clear? ”

"Sounds good."

Lin Yao looked at the photos, the locals had a bad opinion of Wang Cripple, and he was also a bully rampant in the township.

Among the information given to him by Li Weimin, Wang Cripple was most related to at least three intentional injuries, but because there was no evidence, the local authorities never arrested him.

The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and the lame king fell into the hands of the Changshan brothers, and even if he didn't lose his life, he would have to go halfway.

That night...

"Cripple brother, it's raining outside, stay and play a few more rounds."

"What to fight, I won a lot today, and I don't have to wait for when I don't leave."

At one o'clock in the morning, it was pouring rain outside, and Wang was lame and went out with a limp.

At the same time, at the lower road of Wudaokou, Chang Shan, who was sitting in the car, received a phone call: "Well, I know." ”

"The lame king has come out."

"Hmm."

Lin Yao and the two glanced at each other, pushed the car door and got out of the car.

"The big girl is beautiful, the big girl is lang, the big girl walked into the green yarn tent..."

Driving the car, the lame Wang who won the money was in a good mood, and the little song in his mouth kept humming.

Half an hour later, the car turned into the lower road, far away, and Wang Cripple saw an emergency stop sign in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

Because it was raining, his vision was not very clear, so Wang Cripple could only stop the car and lie on the dashboard to look out.

I can't see clearly, I can only see vaguely, there is a car blocking the road in front of me, it should have been an accident, right?

Turn off the heat and get out of the car.

The lame king is going to help, of course he won't help in vain, he has to help people on this rainy day, so he has to ask for a benefit fee.

"What's going on, what's wrong?"

The lame king ran over against the rain, and when he got to the side of the cart, he saw that there were three people standing in front of him.

It's really strange, what are these three people doing standing next to them without repairing their cars.

Click!!

A bolt of lightning streaked across and lit up the night sky.

The lame king raised his eyes and saw that the three of them were wearing black raincoats and looking at him coldly.

Looking again, the man on the left was holding a shotgun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun had been raised the moment they looked at each other.

"Mom!"

The lame man was shocked, and he dragged his lame leg and ran back.

What does he do, middleman, I don't know how many people he has offended over the years.

These three people came to him with shotguns, obviously the comer was not good, how dare the lame king stop.

"I still want to run!"

Zhang Biao smiled coldly, raised his shotgun and was about to aim.

"Don't." Lin Yao grabbed Zhang Biao's arm and said, "Just catch up, a lame man, how can he run away." ”

"He's in luck!"

Zhang Biao let go of the hand on the trigger and chased after Lin Yao and Chang Shan.

"Today, it's eight lifetimes of mold, where did you come from!"

The lame king ran to the car in fear, and was about to start the car and drive away quickly.

Slip away?

How can it be.

Syllable!!

Zhang Biao followed, and without waiting for Wang Cripple to start the car, he hit the windshield with the butt of his gun.

Lin Yao didn't say anything to Chang Shan, one of them stretched out an arm, pulled Wang Cripple out of the car like a turnip.

Of course, Wang Cripple was unwilling to be caught, so he pushed a few handfuls indiscriminately, and after pushing Lin Yao and Chang Shan away, he dragged a lame leg and wanted to run.

Lin Yao and the others laughed when they saw it, you are a cripple and still don't accept your fate, what do you want to do, God?

"I still want to run, tell you to run!"

Zhang Biao and Chang Shan caught up and beat Wang Cripple.

The lame king still wanted to fight back, but he didn't look at who he was facing.

Chang Shan and Zhang Biao are professional gunners, although their skills are not as good as the professional martial arts team, but it is not a problem to fight two in the face of ordinary people, how can Wang Cripple be their opponent with a lame leg.

Within a few strokes, the cripple was knocked to the ground.

Rao is like this, he still refuses to accept his fate, and struggles to get up.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao smiled coldly, strode up from behind, and raised the butt of his gun to the back of Wang's lame head.

Syllable!!

The world is quiet.