Do you know how clean the police scrubbing can be in the United States?

The dog has licked the same.

When Gao Jun returned to the law firm, Nie Dakuan was straightening the sign at the door with Ah Qian, and when he saw him, he asked nervously, "Ah Jun, are you okay?" ”

Holding his arm, he looked up and down.

"It's okay, Uncle Cousin, who was the one who fought off the fire just now?"

"Big circle boy and Burmese guy, his grandmother's, a bunch of miscellaneous guys." Nie Dakuan's tone complained a lot.

Of course, ordinary people don't want to be involved with these associations, making money and living a life is what Chinese people want.

Gao Jun appeased him for two sentences before he was dissipated.

"Where's Abang?"

This is the son who has finally been found.

Gao Jun said about the acquisition of the cannery, "I plan to let Abang take care of it for me in the future." ”

Uncle Cousin's face was complicated, and he sighed, "Ah Jun, you have a heart, I really don't know what to let this kid do, yesterday your cousin told me to let Ah Bang follow you to exercise..."

Gao Jun frowned.

"It's better to have him with you." He was sloppy.

Follow me, there are dead and lifeless...

After Nie Dakuan thanked him, he took the garbage and took it out, Ah Qian raised her head and looked at this godbrother, Gao Jun happened to look at her and smiled at her, and the little girl shrank her head.

"Ah Qian..."

"Cousin." The little girl's body stiffened, and she turned around with a smile that was half crying and not smiling.

Gao Jun was happy to see it, "Am I so scared?" You're afraid I'll eat you! ”

"No, no!" Ah Qian waved her hand hurriedly.

"Let me ask you, what is this big circle?"

"Godfather said that it was a bunch of gangsters, not too much, they are usually in the Chaoshan restaurant in the market, let me and Brother Abang go less."

Listening to the name of this restaurant, you know that it is very ruthless.

Gao Jun nodded thoughtfully, smiled and touched the other party's head, "Thank you." He took out $200 from his wallet and handed it over, "Buy some cosmetics and dress up the child, it's very beautiful." ”

Shoved into her hand.

"Tell my cousin, I'll go out and meet my friends."

Ah Qian looked at the money in her hand, then raised her head to look at Gao Jun, and answered in a low voice, "Oh." ”

…

I don't know when it began, there was a trend in the community, and bars, KTVs, and restaurants have become good places for clubs or bigwigs to negotiate.

Two huge lion sculptures lay across the doorway.

Pedestrians passing by subconsciously go farther away and try not to pass at the door, and those who rumor that overseas associations do not beat compatriots are nonsense.

What is a community?

Do evil, do no evil, bully the soft and fear the hard...

Do you really think that the Chinese do not fight the Chinese?

The head show is funny.

There is a saying, fellow countryman, a shot in the back.

Gao Jun looked up at the plaque, stood outside and lit a cigarette, and walked in, and there were two strong Asian men standing at the door, blocking the door.

"What for?" One of them shouted, his eyes looking at the three Ambrera with cautious eyes.

"Of course you come to the restaurant to eat, can you still find a woman?" Gao Jun said with a smile, pushing him away, the two strong men still wanted to stop him, but they were glared at by Bancroft and forced to hit him away with his body.

"It's very deserted, I'm ordering."

The restaurant was quiet, Gao Jun pulled out a chair, sat down, shouted loudly, and could still hear the echo.

The sound of footsteps and footsteps.

I saw a few heads on the second floor.

"Hey, who are you? Trouble, Ah Fa, hurry them away, the big guy talks about business. "There was a steward on the second floor shouting.

The horse boy downstairs answered, and the beckoner was about to rush up.

Ambrera pulled out the Glock 18, loaded the expansion magazine, and pulled the trigger against the ceiling.

Have you seen... A submachine gun in a pistol?

The rate of fire is up to 1200 rounds per minute!

I can't count the bullet holes in my body.

"Talking about business, I like to talk about it the most, meet you big guys." Gao Jun got up with a smile and walked up the stairs.

Bancroft was beside Gao Jun, also holding an Uzi submachine gun in his hand, watching vigilantly.

As for asking where did the weapon come from?

Arms dealer, with Uzi with him, not surprising, right?

The electrical appliance worker also carries a voltage tester with him.

Carpenters carry a hammer with them...

Going up to the second floor, there were people standing in the corridor, Gao Jun smiled at them, pushed open the door, and there were seven or eight men with different images sitting inside.

They all looked at him with unkind faces, or rather, at the submachine gun in Bancroft's hand.

No matter how iron your head is, you have to be able to carry bullets, right?

"Sir, is there anything wrong with you?" Sitting on the main seat was a man with glasses and a gentlemanly look, dressed in a white suit, propped up the table with his hands, staring at Gao Jun.

"Sorry to interrupt."

Gao Jun stood, looked at everyone, and said with a smile, "I'm here to sell the goods, let me introduce, my surname is Gao, a bosom friend who solves troubles for others." ”

Push... Salesmanship?

Do you come to the door with a gun?

The man in the white suit twitched his eyelids and his cheeks trembled slightly.

Gao Jun walked over, this action made the younger brothers nervous, "Don't panic, borrow a cigarette and smoke." He said with a smile, picking up a pack of cigarettes with a picture of a girl on the table, holding it to his mouth, and using the cigarette butt just now to catch the fire.

"I know you've suffered a lot of damage from the Burmese..."

"Fuck, those bastards don't talk about morality, they say that they are fighting in the rivers and lakes, they don't need guns, and they don't have any rules at all." Someone whined, a greasy guy who was a little bald.

Gao Jun looked at him like an idiot, "Uncle, it's 1990, what do you think is 1890?" Do you have a gun and wait to be hacked to death? If he doesn't preach morality, you will be even less moral than he is, and if he has a gun, you will have two, ten, twenty, and Jesus will not recognize him. ”

"I have a batch of arms to sell to you."

"Mr. Gao, come to do business, you don't have to fight so much, and you still bring weapons..."The man in the suit spread his hands and smiled bitterly.

If you don't bring a gun, I'm afraid you won't buy it!

Deflated three!

This counts... Is it a forced buy and a strong sell?

"Isn't this a show for you to see the performance of the weapon? People and Mexican drug dealers are all using guns, you still use machetes, times have changed, you have to move closer to the world, are you right? ”

The man in the suit looked at the sitting grandfathers and nodded, "Mr. Gao is right, how many do you have?" ”

"2000 AK47s, do you want them?"

Ga!

2000？！

Look at their expressions that they have never seen in the market.

Gao Jun felt a headache.

"We don't have that many people in our community."

"If no one recruits, you guys still use me to teach you? I don't understand, do you want it, cheap wholesale, $200 a handful. ”

The man in the suit smiled helplessly, "We really don't have that many of us, and if we make a big mess with the San Francisco Police Department, we will definitely not give up." ”

"Then win him over! Give him money, let him find a woman at night, this ear is buried in the *, and you can still hear the sound of your troubles? ”

"The responsibility of their local police is to protect you and grab the land safely!"

Gao Jun took great pains to promote this batch of goods.

"You come to San Francisco, and you don't have that much money, I understand, or, let's change the way we cooperate, sell it to you for $100, you take it and sell it, how about when I go offline?"

"Everyone can make money, so why not." Gao Jun said.

There are too many AK47 weapons in the war zone, you are too cheap, and others are cheaper than you, so what should I do?

Arms are also rolling in.

Then sell it to countries with few guns!

Export to domestic sales, not that's what it means.

Gao Jun now wants a stable income.

"I don't care who you sell to, I don't care what you do with it, I don't care, I don't care whose body the bullet hits, I only have one request, I am your exclusive partner! You can't buy any other arms dealer's product. ”

Since Gao Jun can't open up the high-level market.

Then open up the underlying market first.

When all the guns in the streets of San Francisco are your AKs, you should be proud.

Gao Jun looked at the man in the suit and said with a smile.

"I'll take a trip, you won't lose face."

……