Big Jones was very clever. Not only did he say this in Cantonese, but he looked at the man behind him. He also repeated it in English, German and Russian.

The desire to survive is extremely strong, but one thing I worry about is that the other party would speak to him in French. If this is the case, he would have to accept his fate.

But fortunately, he was lucky. Because the one he said was one of the most familiar languages.

"You're late, Mr. Jones."

The Chinese with a straightforward Chinese made Big Jones breathe a sigh of relief in an instant, and he was inspiring almost infinite burial in his heart. In the end, he just opened his mouth to Cao Wei with a resentful look on his face.

"Call the guests, it will be scary. Please say hello before coming in next time?"

"Sorry, I've dealt with some minor troubles before, and it's a bit inconvenient."

He just killed someone but showed no difference from killing a chicken. This cruelty that treated human life like a mustard made Big Jones unable to help but shrink his neck.

He thought that Cao Wei would be very dangerous, but he did not expect that he would be so dangerous. This kind of indifference to life alone would not be revealed by casual killers.

He already regretted it. But at this time there was no room for him to retreat. So he also put on a sincere and honest smile on his face. He gestured to the box behind him and said politely to Cao Weike.

"Customer, I have brought everything you want. Otherwise, let's take a look at the goods and then talk about money..."

"certainly."

Cao Wei naturally would not talk to him about such a critical matter, not to mention that the two of them did not have any deep friendship.

He raised his hand and took two boxes from the trunk. First, one of the small suitcases was two silver-white M1911s.

This kind of pistol with a huge amount of existence is the best to find, and in order to deserve the price given by Cao Wei, Big Jones naturally picked up the finest products in his inventory.

The silver-white gun body has no trace of wear. Whether it is the surface or the inner parts, they are almost brand new.

Cao Wei quickly disassembled and reorganized, and quickly identified the quality of these two guns. He nodded with satisfaction, and directly inserted the two guns into the matching strap-type holster.

"The pistol is good."

"Of course, my Big Jones will not ruin my signature in business. None of the goods that come out of me are not high-quality."

He was very confident about what he said, but Cao Wei was just listening. He opened the second suitcase that was halfway tall for ordinary people, and Cao Wei directly took out the G3SG1 sniper rifle inside.

As the equipment provided by the German authorities to the Federal Defense Forces, there is no doubt that this is the most standard military equipment. According to the current rigorous craftsmanship spirit of the Germans, this gun can naturally be regarded as a fine product among precise shooting rifles.

Using NATO 7.62mm bullets, equipped with Zeiss or Schmidt optical scopes, the magnification is between 1.5 and 6 times. The maximum range of 800 meters, the 20 round magazine supply and the huge lethality targeting non-military targets are enough to allow Cao Wei to cope with the scene he will face next.

He carefully checked the rifle and the excitation device, and then carefully looked at the remaining accessories such as bullets, mufflers, and scopes. Cao Wei put the gun back into the box and closed it hard. He nodded at Big Jones.

"I am very satisfied with the goods you gave me. I have already put the money on the passenger seat. Where is the knife I want!"

There were two boxes in total, with pistols and sniper rifles respectively. But Cao Wei wanted more than these, so he naturally had some confusion.

Although these two guns are the big part of this transaction, according to Big Jones's character of being worthy of money and life, there is no reason to miss the opportunity to make more money.

"The knife is on me. Guest, don't react too much."

Big Jones did not get carried away because the money was around him. When he heard Cao Wei ask this, he also reminded him while untiing a brace-style knife trap from himself.

Let’s not talk about the knife, the knife set is designed very exquisitely.

Fixed it, two sharp blades are leaning against the shoulder blades, which are placed horizontally against both sides of the spine. Because the way to draw the knife is to draw the knife from behind, the handle of the knife is just at the back waist. As long as there is a slightly wider jacket covering it, you can't see any clues without looking carefully.

"You do it yourself, I don't want you to misunderstand."

He put the two swords and the knife set in front of Cao Wei. Cao Wei also pulled out the knife halfway and started to look at it.

A typical Japanese straight-blade samurai sword is somewhat similar to a white sheath, but it has been slightly modified on the hilt. The integrated hilt is slightly flat and compact overall, but the original thickness is maintained at the position of the handguard. This can somewhat protect the user, so that he will not cut his fingers into two pieces by accident.

The sharp blade was chromed and a little shining with black light. However, the straight blade, heavy feel, coupled with the exquisite center of gravity ratio and delicate grinding, still shows that this is a work that an outstanding knife maker should have.

Especially when these two knives are worn together with the knife cover and the previous strap holster.

Cao Wei originally thought it would be a little bloated. After all, the two may be suspected of interfering with each other. But after actually wearing it, he found that the two did not interfere, but fit together just right. Not only did they have no negative impact, but they would feel more compact to wear.

Obviously, this is a craftsman's subtle consideration and adjustment. In such a short time, Cao Wei had to praise Big Jones' thoughtfulness.

“Good craft.”

"It's good that you are satisfied with the guest. You are an expert, so I won't introduce it. This is the flying knife you want."

Big Jones wiped the cold sweat from his head and handed over two small bags. This was another exquisite design.

Some people design flying knife bags just like designing belts that can insert bullets. They directly open the holes on the belt, regardless of the size and usage of bullets and flying knifes. But these big Jones obviously took into account, so his design was an external knife bag design.

The leather blade bag that is cross-fixed with tactical Velcro can be fixed at will on the belt. The slightly tilted arrangement also takes into account whether the user can easily take it.

There is no problem with the quality of the flying knife itself. This kind of tool is almost a disposable tool, even a piece of iron is fatal in the hands of professionals. What's more, what Big Jones gave is indeed a fine product. The patterns on the knife surface can be seen at a glance, and they are traces left after fine folding and forging.

It is really lucky to encounter such a supplier who is not discounted and has only taken advantage of. According to 47's experience, if the things taken out by such a private supplier can be used normally and not cheated, it is already considered a conscientious seller.

Cao Wei was determined to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with such suppliers. After all, he could see that the security issues in Xiangjiang in this movie world are really worrying. Even if he is prepared for any incidents, he still needs to make some preparations.

But no matter what, it was going to wait for him to come back safely. At the moment, he just nodded slightly to Big Jones.

"Don't you need to order your money?"

"The guest is joking." Although he wanted to say proudly, no need to order, I can trust polite words like you, the guest. But in the end, I knew that this was just a politeness. The relationship between the two was not deep enough to trust each other so much. So he just smiled awkwardly, and then picked up the fast food bag next to him.

Although it was a bit greasy, the heavy weight would not be fake. When he opened it, he saw a large pile of green and beautiful knives inside, which made him smile, and a flower instantly bloomed on his vigorous face.

"As a matter of credit, we don't have a penny. In this way, we have already paid off both money and goods. By the way, I don't know where the guests are going to go later. Do I want me to take you there?"

As soon as he said that, Big Jones wanted to slap himself, and suddenly cursed himself in his heart to talk too much.

This kind of killer is ready to do things. You go and ask about other people's movements. Aren't you an old birthday boy seeking death?

He wanted to fool the words he had just said, but Cao Wei asked a question first.

“It seems like it’s very lively today?”

"Guest, I don't know anything."

"I need some information. If you give me any valuable information, it's $10,000."

I still wanted to pretend to be stupid, but when I heard the price, Big Jones immediately became energetic.

"You want to know something, but I don't know much..."

"When you saw the body just now, you didn't seem to be very shocked. Why?"

"Why are there so many whys? Guests, you killers have always been in this style in their work? I don't want to cause any trouble for myself."

Big Jones said casually, but Cao Wei keenly noticed some of the details. When he recalled the conversation between Big Jones when he was in contact, he immediately started asking.

"You guys? And the big order you mentioned before? What's going on?"

"Guest, didn't you come out of the hotel?"

He glanced at Cao Wei from the rearview mirror in surprise, and an incredible look appeared on Big Jones's face.

"Don't you know that someone has placed a big order. Now that killers are gathering here, just to deal with a guy named 47?"

Big Jones revealed the truth in one sentence, and this also made Cao Wei clear the fog in his heart. As a result, a killer was involved, no wonder there was such a movement before.

I think that before, it was either accidental injury or killing each other among killers. He could think of the reason, just to take a bounty alone.

In the killer industry, it is normal to lick blood from the knife and curl a little inward. 47 has rich experience with killers, so Cao Wei was a little relieved at this moment.

"I understand. 10,000 US dollars will be given in two days."

"Guest? What do you understand? No, who are you?"

Seeing Cao Wei get up and leaving, Big Jones became more and more confused. As soon as he asked, he slapped himself hard on the spot.

This is a bad thing about being ungrateful.

However, Cao Wei did not pursue the matter, but waved directly to him.

"I'm a killer. But you can call me...47!"

“47? One million?”

The hair and bones were instantly terrified, and Big Jones even looked at the surroundings and began to become suspicious.

When he was with such a dangerous person, he was really afraid that he would suddenly fly by some cold bombs from somewhere and take the guy away with him.

But when he thought of the corpse he encountered before, he felt that it was probably not certain who killed whom he was.

He couldn't understand the killer's world and didn't want to understand it. So he just started the car on his own, and he drove towards the city without looking back.

Although he made a fortune, he was really frightened. He felt that he really needed to go to Wong Tai Sin Temple to worship and wash away bad luck.

As for how much casualties will his business cause to those killers and dandy?
Chapter completed!