It's still early before lunch, and Gao Xianda is not in a hurry to find him.

So Gao Xianda went on a journey to the armed country.

In a **** last night, he threw all his grenades, and in the teleportation space, he also used up all his 9mm pistol bullets.

He used a common practice cartridge for the exam just now, and he doesn't have a single weapon that he can use now.

The boss in the armed country is still the same person from yesterday, and when he heard that Gao Xianda had run out of pistol bullets, he also stuck out his tongue, "Did you participate in yesterday's gang fight?" ”

"Of course not, I just practiced marksmanship." Gao Xianda said.

The gun shop owner certainly didn't believe it. Coxenda bought 1,500 rounds of ammunition yesterday.

That's a bullet from a semi-automatic pistol, not a submachine gun. A single pull on the trigger can only fire one shot. Counting the time it takes to change magazines, even if you close your eyes and shoot, you have to shoot non-stop for two hours.

If a person had been subjected to the recoil of a firearm for two hours, his arm would have been broken off long ago.

Also, his fingers can be pulled so hard 1,500 times, is his nickname Takashi Kato?

"Do whatever you say." The boss said. He had a "it's okay if you don't admit it, I understand" on his face.

Gao Xianda didn't bother to explain.

His strength was so high that he could completely ignore the reaction force of a firearm. As for the strength of the fingers...... This is also one of the benefits of cultivating the Iron Palm, otherwise Helena would not be so easy to succumb.

"Get all your good guys out." Gao Xianda said.

The owner of the gun shop saw the arrogance of Coxenda yesterday. Of course, he was happy to see the big customer come to the door, and directly led Gao Xian to the warehouse behind him.

But after reading it, Gao Xianda was disappointed.

The guns in stock, still the same as yesterday, have not changed. The bullets of the Desert Falcon are still out of stock.

"Then I still want 9mm pistol bullets, how many count." Gao Xianda said.

"You're really here to buy the garden, and you've already swept it once yesterday." The gun shop owner rummaged for a while and pulled out a large bag.

"It's all here. I have almost 5,000 rounds in stock. There are still some packages that are damaged, just let me clear the warehouse, and you can take all the 20,000 yuan. ”

"No problem." Gao Xianda paid happily, his purpose was not only on the bullet, "Another round good guy." ”

"That's really gone." The gun shop owner said.

"Don't worry, I won't say it outside." "No one knows." ”

"Who doesn't want to do business if they have a business." The owner of the gun shop said, "I also make a lot of money selling that, but the channel is really not smooth, and I have sold all of you yesterday." This is a regular business, and I have to accept the management of the relevant departments. Staring too closely. ”

"That's a shame." Gao Xianda sighed, "It's a pity that I still have so much money and nowhere to spend it." ”

"By the way," the gun shop owner patted his head, "I have a cousin who plays with models." I saw them fiddling with airplanes and tanks a lot. There were guns on it, and they all seemed to be real, and even the steel plates could be pierced. If you're really interested, you can go to him and ask. ”

Since the owner of the gun shop said so, it is really gone. The warehouse was shown to him, and Gao Xianda couldn't change it if he continued to stay here.

He had no choice but to follow his boss's instructions and try his luck with his cousin.

His cousin's house was not far from the Armed Nation, and Gao Xianda knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Gao Xianda knocked a few more times and waited for a while. He felt that he might not be at home, so he prepared to leave.

At this time, there was a shout from inside the house: "Who? ”

Turned out to be at home!

Gao Xianda hurriedly said: "It was the boss of the Armed Nation who asked me to come to you." Talk to you about a deal! ”

After a while, someone came and opened the door. After the door opened, Gao Xianda found that the people inside were very familiar.

"Berkeley?" Gao Xianda said.

The person inside turned out to be the waiter who greeted him at Maxim's restaurant last night. Because of a quarrel with his boss, he finally resigned.

"It's you! I didn't expect you to know me! Berkeley also knew that this man was a rich man, as could be seen from the generosity of his tip last night.

As the saying goes, as long as you reward and buy enough, everything is easy to discuss!

He hurriedly invited Gao Xianda into the house.

Gao Xianda looked left and right, this is really a standard otaku-style house, and even the aisles are lined with various models.

Of course, there are also some two-dimensional posters in his bedroom. And the freeze frame on the computer is also a fascinating picture.

Combined with the faint smell of protein in the upper room, and the used toilet paper in the paper basket, Gozenda could guess why Berkeley had taken so long to open the door.

But that's not the point, Gao Xianda decided to get straight to the point: "Your cousin said that you can make some weapons, and the power is the same as the real thing. ”

"That bastard! He was always sarcastic about me! Berkeley said angrily, "He stole my Armstrong Armstrong Boom Boom and gave it to his girlfriend!" When I came back, I was told that it was the same as the real thing! ”

As he spoke, Berkeley also took out the blueprints of the Armstrong Armstrong Boom Boom Gun with a Gyro Acceleration Jet.

Gao Xianda glanced at the drawings and felt that it was better not to continue to dwell on the question of what this thing looked like.

"I mean, I need some weapons to protect myself," Gao said. It doesn't have to be as powerful as a real tank gun. You also said yesterday that you are very good at modeling. Your cousin said that you made a weapon that could shoot through steel plates......"

"Steel plates? To that extent, you underestimate me too much. I'm the champion of the Model Fighting Tournament! Berkeley said, "I've got all the drawings here, and if you can give me the materials, I can build you a 1:1 Hydra!" ”

As soon as he said this, Gao Xianda was really excited and asked, "How much is it?" ”

"It's not expensive, if the materials can be bought online, it's only 100 million ......" Berkeley rolled his eyes.

Gao Xianda also heard his sarcasm, smiled bitterly, and said, "No kidding, what good things can you make here." Well, in the existing situation. ”

"You mean the current situation?" This time it was Berkeley's turn to smile bitterly, "Actually, I can't do anything right now." My model shop was closed down by the landlord because it was not running well and I couldn't pay the rent, and all my tools and things I had made were in that shop. Or you'd think I'm going to do odd jobs at that bullshit restaurant! The tip you gave me yesterday was only enough for me to redeem a few of the most important treasures, and the powerful stuff is still in the store. Damn Zero, why don't you stay in San Francisco and go to Los Santos to steal business! It's so miserable for me! ”

"If," said Goshenda, "I mean, if I help you pay the rent and invest some money for you, what is the most powerful weapon you can give me?" ”

"Heavy weapons? Are you going to rob a bank? I'm a model shop, not a weapons shop! The weapons on the model are all for model fighting! Berkeley stood up, but he felt that it was really possible for Goldenda's attitude and financial resources to invest in him. He still wanted to open his beloved model shop, so he sat back and said, "To reiterate: I won't do murderous weapons!" But if it's just to blow up the safe, I can help. I also have some explosives in stock. Remote control is my forte, what do you think of remote control bombs? ”

"Deal!" Goldenda sold for $100,000.