Heaven and hell are separated by a thin line.

In the middle, the bridge is built with US dollars.

Behind the huge wealth, there is a lot of filth.

Gao Jun will never deny this, why deny it, he once tried to fantasize, use knowledge to change the world, and later, in the capitalist country, he discovered...

This fart stinks.

What counts as a country of capital?

Please open the world map and see that there are names all of them.

If I have a few hundred million dollars...

Then I'm a good person.

Well, the Americans will admit it.

Under Gao Jun's vigorous admonition, Paul pinched his nose and agreed to pull Tomambi into the "game".

"How much do you think is appropriate for him?"

"We need to have the absolute right to speak, don't you want us to work for him?" Gao Jun said.

The two of them thought about it, and felt that if Paul went to brush his face, no matter how good he was, for Catherine's sake, it would be at least 2 percent!

Gao Jun looked at him, "Take it from me." ”

Paul stiffened his neck, "Man, you're only thirty percent, or take it from me." ”

Do you see it?

Some people will always think that they are righteous, but in fact, they are just bad pens.

Benefit distribution...

The most taboo thing is humility.

A money order in a bank is much more noble than friendship between friends, especially poor friends.

Of course, if you think that you are happy, then as if nothing was said.

"How's your business going?"

Paul sorted out his mood, "Get the trade license within three days, legal, regular, and completely found on the file, you can rest assured." ”

"Alright, now there's one last thing left, we're going to buy some potatoes."

"There is no shortage of these on the farms in San Diego, and those unsalable farmers are dying of starvation, and you can sell them for $1, or even a dozen pounds, and they are all rotting on the ground." Paul said casually, scolding by the way, "Damn Congress!" ”

Gao Jun also scolded him.

In the United States, it's like there must be blacks and yellows in a TV series, and you occasionally express your dissatisfaction with the government, which is called political correctness.

At school, blacks organized anti-racism protests.

However, Gao Jun was too lazy to participate.

It's not that he's noble, it's that he saw a sentence from an unknown book, "When you're weak, the law comes to shackle you, and when you're strong, the law comes to make you change." ”

Anyway, if the two conspire again, what each other needs to discuss, they must not let the FBI catch it.

In the end, it was decided that the gun shop could not be closed, otherwise it would be too obvious, and Catherine could not help look after the shop, so he had to let Toman Bylai help take care of it.

After figuring out everything, Paul proposed to get together and took Gao Jun to KFC...

Holding a hamburger and leaning against the window, at least it was much better than the homeless man outside.

After eating, Paul looked very reluctant but physically honestly walked towards Tomanby's territory.

"That's a megalomaniac, a bastard, even that Berlin bitch (Gillars, the famous beauty traitor. are brighter than him. Paul was complaining along the way.

It seems that the other party should be killed directly.

"All right, Paul, don't let him hear it." Gao Jun said helplessly.

Tomambi's lair is the same bar, and I don't know why these people who engage in clubs and go to the gray industry love bars alone, perhaps, it is more convenient to launder money?

"Paul?"

A cry of surprise made the two of them look up.

It's an acquaintance.

It was the black man with dreadlocks who came to the gun shop to pick up Remington.

"Bison, Dibes." Paul whispered from the side.

Gao Jun looked at the other party's nose ring and nodded, black dogs always like to make something unconventional, this is called fashion?

It's called NMGB!

"Is Tomambi there?"

Dibes glanced at Gao Jun with his eyes and bowed slightly, "The boss is inside, what are you looking for him?" ”

"It's none of your business." Paul stiffened.

Gao Jun shook his head, don't you have a good relationship with the people around Tomambi? In the future, if he has any strengths and weaknesses, you will not be able to fish in troubled waters, and you will have no means of being a human being.

I didn't see it, Dibes' black grimace... Are your teeth black?

Gao Jun took out a pack of colored cigarettes from his pocket, sealed them in front of him, pulled out one and handed it to Dibes, "Get one?" ”

The black man hesitated and took it, and just as he touched the lighter, Gao Jun personally lit it for him.

Haocai cigarettes are not cheap, of course, the kind of 100,000 US dollars a pack is a special supply after all, and it cannot be compared, but an ordinary pack has to be close to 100 US dollars, this pack is used to pull, and he still keeps the pack of camels to smoke.

In this world, if you want to talk about giving gifts or putting on a smiling face, there should be few people who can surpass the Chinese.

After Gao Jun's process, Dibes's face softened slightly, and he glanced at Paul, and the meaning was obvious: learn a little.

"The boss has been in a bad mood lately, you should pay attention." Dibes thought for a moment and said.

"Thank you." Gao Jun smiled and watched the other party go out.

"Gao, why are you so polite to him? He's notorious! Paul muttered.

He still has a very strong sense of good and evil in his bones.

You've gone to sell arms, and you still say that others are notorious? Sure enough, it was this kind of person who said it again and again.

Gao Jun didn't have much thought to give him a social lesson, so he casually said a few perfunctory sentences and walked into the bar.

Because it's not open yet, it looks empty.

At a glance, he saw Tomambi sitting on the card seat, and the other party's eyes also looked over, his eyes gathered in mid-air, Gao Jun saw him for the first time, just an ordinary white male, about 30 points old.

"Why are you here?" Tommanbi was not very friendly when he spoke.

Paul looked at Gao Jun, who stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Tomambi." ”

The other party directly ignored his outstretched hand, sat on the card seat, and watched quietly.

Gao Jun didn't feel embarrassed, withdrew his hand, understood that the other party didn't want to greet him, and said frankly: "We came to you and hope that you can help us be the middleman, we need to order 9mm Parabellum pistol bullets." ”

"A little?"

"Forty thousand rounds."

Tommesby's eyes flashed.

Finally, his eyes looked at Gao Jun very solemnly.

40,000 rounds of ammunition...

Is this called a little?

According to the average consumption of local wars, about one person can be killed.

But for the community, it could be dozens or even hundreds of lives, and these bullets are enough for the bankers to have a headache.

San Diego's 1989 gun crime was 1,667!

The average is 5 a day, and this crime rate is not the highest in the United States, as well as Detroit, Flint, Anchorage, etc.

"What do you need to do?" Tomambi looked at Paul with a warning tone and a fierce gaze, "Are you going to kill that Mr. Beef?" (Nickname: Mr. Beef).

It seems that Toman is still quite interested in this brother-in-law.

"We're in business!" Paul said with a frown.

"We started a trading company, and my friend in Mexico told me he needed some bullets..."

"You're telling me you're smuggling arms?"

Gao Jun corrected his mistake, "This is not smuggling, just a proper help to a friend." ”

"What do you friends need 40,000 rounds of ammunition for? Is he going to use them to make fire? Tommanby scoffed.

"It's for personal use."

"For personal use? 40,000 rounds? ”

Gao Jun pondered for a while and agreed, "My friend prefers to shoot guns, and he has a lot of targets, and there are humanoid targets everywhere. ”

Tomambi didn't bother to tell Gao Jun, because he found that the other party was really talking nonsense with his eyes open, and he was shameless to the end.

"Does Catherine know?" He looked up and asked Paul, who didn't nod or shake his head, and Tomambi was clear and upset, "Isn't your gun shop able to feed you?" I'm taking care of your business. ”

This tone of charity made Paul immediately angry.

"Hey, listen, I don't need your help, I have the hands to create wealth on my own, to give Catherine enough to live, I'm here today to talk to you about business, not to listen to you talk like a pastor and talk nonsense."

"Also, I know what I'm doing! OK？ ”

Tomambi frowned and stared at Paul, who was not to be outdone.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know, I'm doing what the president does!" Paul said in a very emotional tone, "I'm mixing in mongrels and learning how to make money!" ”

Gao Jun praised him beside him.

directly scolded a group of people.

Tomambi was naturally among them, and looking at his expression, it was like eating.

……