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

So Gao Xianda drove to the armed country.

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

I used a public practice bullet during the exam just now, but now he has no useable weapon.

The boss in the armed country was still the same person yesterday. When he heard that Gao Xianda had exhausted his pistol and bullets, he also stuck out his tongue, "Did you participate in yesterday's gang fight?"

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

Of course, the gun shop owner didn't believe it. Gao Xianda bought 1,500 bullets yesterday.

It was a semi-automatic pistol bullet, not a submachine gun. Pulling the trigger can only fire one bullet. Including the time to change the magazine, even if you close your eyes and hit it, you have to keep firing for two hours.

If a person has been subjected to the recoil force of a gun for two hours, his arm would have been broken long ago.

Also, his fingers can be pulled so hard 1,500 times. Is his nickname Kato Eagle?

"You'll do whatever you say you'll do." The boss said. He looked like "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I understand."

Gao Xianda was too lazy to explain.

His power is so high that he can completely ignore the reaction force of the gun. As for the strength of his fingers... this is also one of the benefits of practicing the iron palm, otherwise Helena would not be so easy to surrender.

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

The gun shop owner saw Gao Xianda's heroic spirit yesterday. He was of course happy to see the big customer coming to the door, so he took Gao Xian to the warehouse behind him.

But after reading it, Gao Xianda was very disappointed.

The firearms in stock are still the same as yesterday, and there is no change. The bullets of the Desert Falcon are still in stock.

"Then I still want the bullets of the 9mm pistol, and how many there are, it counts as much as it can." Gao Xianda said.

"You really come to my place to book a garden. I've swept it once yesterday." The owner of the gun shop searched for a while and took out a big bag.

"It's all here. There are about 5,000 rounds in all my inventory. Some of them have broken packaging. Just think I'm clearing the stock. You can take all the 20,000 yuan."

"No problem." Gao Xianda paid the money readily. His purpose was not just on the bullets, "Another good guy who is round."

"This is really gone." said the gun shop owner.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything outside." Gao Xianda said, "No one will know."

"Who doesn't want to do business?" said the owner of the gun shop. "I'm very profitable to sell that one, but the channels are indeed not smooth. I sold you all yesterday. I'm a regular business and I have to accept the management of the relevant departments. I'm too close to my attention."

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

"By the way," the owner of the gun shop slammed his forehead, "I have a cousin who plays with models. I saw that they often fiddled with planes and tanks. They also had guns and cannons on them, and they all seemed to be true, and even steel plates could be penetrated. If you are really interested, you can go to him for a question."

Since the gun shop owner said that, it was really gone. He showed the warehouse, and Gao Xianda couldn't even make it even if he continued to stay here.

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

His cousin's home is not far from the armed country, so Gao Xianda knocked on the door, but there was no reaction inside.

Gao Xianda knocked on it several times and waited for a while. He felt that the person might not be at home, so he prepared to leave.

At this time, a shout came from the room: "Who?"

Turns out at home!

Gao Xianda hurriedly said, "It was the boss of the armed country who asked me to come to you and talk to you about business!"

After waiting for a while, someone came to open the door. After the door opened, Gao Xianda found that the people inside looked very familiar.

"Berkeley?" Gao Xianda said.

The person inside turned out to be the waiter who first welcomed him in Maxim's restaurant last night. He finally resigned because of a quarrel with the boss.

"It's you! I didn't expect you to know me!" Berkeley also knew that this man was a rich man, and it can be seen from the generous rewards he gave last night.

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

He quickly invited Gao Xianda into the house.

Gao Xianda observed left and right and left. This was really a standard otaku residence, with all kinds of models placed in the aisle.

Of course, there are also some two-dimensional posters in his bedroom. The computer freezes on it is also a fascinating picture.

With the faint protein smell in the house and the toilet paper used in the wastebasket, Gao Xianda could guess why Berkeley had just opened the door so long.

But that was not the point, Gao Xianda decided to go straight to the point: "Your cousin said that you can make some weapons, and the power is really the same."

"That bastard! He always mocked me!" Berkeley said angrily, "He stole my Armstrong spiral acceleration jet Armstrong gun and gave it to his girlfriend! When he came back, he actually told me that it was the same as it was!"

As he said that, Berkeley also took out the drawings of the Armstrong spiral acceleration jet Armstrong gun.

Gao Xianda took a look at the drawings and thought that he should not continue to get involved in the issue of this thing like.

Gao Xianda said: "I mean, I need some weapons to protect myself. Don't be as powerful as a real tank gun. You also said yesterday that you are very good at making models. Your cousin said that the weapons you made can shoot through steel plates..."

"Steel plate? You underestimate me too much. I am the champion of the model fighting competition!" Berkeley said, "I have all the drawings here. If you can provide me with materials, I can build you a 1:1 Hydra fighter ()!"

After he said this, Gao Xianda was really excited and asked, "How much is it?"

"It's not expensive. If all 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 do? Well, under the current circumstances."

"Are you talking about the current situation?" This time it was Berkeley's turn to smile bitterly, "In fact, I can't do anything now. My model store was sealed by the landlord because it was not good at managing and could not pay the rent. All my tools and things I had made were in that store. Otherwise, you thought I would go to that shit restaurant to do odd jobs! The tip you gave me yesterday was only enough for me to redeem a few of the most important treasures, and the powerful things were still in the store. Damn Zero, why didn't you stay honestly in San Francisco, but you had to come to Los Santo to grab business! It made me so miserable!"

"If," said Gao Xianda, "I mean if, if, I will pay you rent and invest some money for you, what is the most powerful weapon you can provide me?"

"Heavy weapons? Are you going to rob the bank? I opened a model store, not a weapon store! The weapons on the model are all fighting against models!" Berkeley stood up, but he felt that Gao Xianda's attitude and financial resources were really possible to invest in him. He still wanted to open his beloved model store, so he sat back and said, "I will not make murderous weapons! But if I just exploded the safe, I can help. I also stored some explosives in my store. Remote control devices are my strengths. What do you think of remote control bombs?"
Chapter completed!