"There's no hurry. You go to work tomorrow. It won't be too late for us to discuss it after get off work. I just thought about it. Tomorrow, Brother Xing, Hongyu, and I, the three of us, will prepare something!" Brother Qiang walked to the bedside. , brought his bag over, took out a tablet computer from it, turned it on, and recorded some things on it.
I curiously walked over and took a look, but I didn't expect that Brother Qiang still had this thing. Looking at some words that Brother Qiang had scrawled on it, I asked him, "Brother Qiang, what do you need to prepare?"
"What do you want to prepare? Don't you want to use knives? I want to use a gun. Do you have any? Hey, there are more knives here. You need to buy simple, harder machetes and daggers!" Brother Qiang raised his head and said blankly.
He glanced at me and continued to record what he needed on the tablet.
"Brother Biao, let's go have a rest. I don't know if the three girls are sleeping now?" I pulled Li Biao and was about to leave. Suddenly I remembered something, so I quickly came back and sat in front of Brother Qiang, "Brother Qiang!
You don’t have to look for this guy, I know a friend! He sells props, and the quality is definitely decent, he is very good at this!"
"Oh? Do you even know friends in this field?" Brother Qiang looked at me dubiously and smiled.
I patted my chest and smiled, "The one you've seen is the Huawu Street! I told you before that he specializes in selling controlled knives at the night market. Although he has now opened a clothing store, he must have a supply of goods!
"
Brother Qiang smiled and nodded, "Not bad! I didn't realize it, but this guy is really good! Okay, I'll leave this matter to you!" Brother Qiang said, taking out a black leather diary and pen from his bag,
"I will now list the things we need and ask him to get them as much as possible. If there is something that is not available, let him tell me in time!"
As Brother Qiang spoke, he quickly wrote on the paper, three triangular knives, about twenty centimeters long, three hunting knives, twenty-five to thirty-five centimeters long. If not, they can be hatchets, but
The handles of the daggers should not be too wide, and there should be three daggers, double-edged, preferably with a leather sheath. The three of us will go shopping for other things tomorrow, oh yes! Where is the second-hand market here?"
"Second-hand market? What are you doing there?"
Brother Qiang lit a cigarette, took a puff, lay on the bed, blew out the cigarette and said to me, "Let's go for a walk, I haven't decided what to buy yet! Do you know?"
"There is a second-hand market in the western suburbs. I heard Xiong Shuai say before that he bought an electric car there! Brother Qiang, can the things here be used?"
"It won't be long before I'm thinking about renting a second-hand car!" Brother Qiang sat up from the bed and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, "What do you think?"
"Well, I think it's good. After all, you just bought the car not long ago. If you and Fatty Wu scratch the car, the loss will be huge!"
Brother Qiang laughed out loud, put his arm around my shoulders and said with a smile: "You kid, do you think my brother is really that petty? Renting a car and paying for it will cost you more than repairing a new car. Do you believe it?
Do not believe?"
"What do you mean? We are matching a car?"
Brother Qiang nodded and smiled, "Yes, let's get another car. Li Jing will drive back tomorrow. Li Biao can't be too showy when he goes to Longhu Hall. I will drive this car. Let Brother Xing drive the new car."
Come on, brother Xing’s skills are much better than mine at the critical moment!”
"Okay, are you complimenting me?" Brother Xing put on his clothes, walked to the balcony and pulled his suitcase over. He lifted up the sheets and put the suitcase up in a cool manner. After unzipping it, I
I took a casual look and saw that there were neatly placed things wrapped in white strips of cloth. Needless to say, those were probably guys.
Brother Xing glanced at Hongyu, then pointed at the door, "Lock the door!"
Hongyu walked up to me and smiled sinisterly. He walked to the door and carefully checked the door lock. I walked towards Brother Xing curiously and looked at the three long rows of things wrapped in the suitcase.
It's not like a knife or stick, where the two ends are different in thickness. Something suddenly popped into my head.
"Brother Xing, gun?" I asked in surprise.
Brother Qiang quickly came over and patted me, "Keep your voice down!" Then he walked to the balcony and pulled up the curtains.
Looking at the white cloth strips in the suitcase that had not yet been opened, I swallowed excitedly, pointed at the suitcase and asked Brother Qiang and Brother Xing, "Is this really a gun?"
The corners of Brother Xing's mouth slightly raised, with an elusive smile on his face. He reached out and picked up one of the strips, and slowly untied the white cloth strips on it. In just ten seconds, a handful of black
The gun was presented in front of me. I didn’t know anything about guns. This was the first time in my life that I had seen guns. I remember Brother Hu told me that Uncle De had a May 4th pistol on him. I didn’t know what it was.
not real.
Brother Xing took the gun in his hand and quickly prepared to shoot at me. It really made me jump and I was dripping with sweat. Brother Xing laughed and said, "You kid, I really haven't seen this before.
Come on, take it and try it!"
"Me? OK!" In addition to being excited, I felt quite heavy after taking the gun. "Brother Xing, what is the name of this gun? Is it a high imitation?"
Brother Xing took out an empty magazine from the box and handed it to me, "Can you load it?"
"No, I played with toy guns when I was a kid!"
"Haha, it's almost done! This gun is not a high imitation, it is made by a private factory. You can buy it on the black market in Guangdong. People on the road call it Heiba! The magazine is loaded with 20 rounds, and the effective range is 260 meters. The largest
The advantage is that it has a built-in muffler, try it!”
"Try? No, I don't dare!" I weighed the gun again. I always felt that people who had never played with guns, or whose arm strength was not up to it, would definitely not be able to play with it.
I handed the gun to Brother Xing and asked tentatively, "Brother Xing, have you ever used this gun?"
"I used it once and shot it twice! Because bullets are hard to get, and I can't contact the last supplier now, I won't touch this thing unless I have to in an emergency!"
Brother Xing said, loading the magazine very quickly, and there was a clear "click" sound of loading. He raised his arm towards the window, "Boom!" Brother Xing let out a muffled cry, and then sat on the bed with a smile.
Picked up a white cloth and started wiping the gun.
Brother Qiang took out another gun wrapped in white stripes from the suitcase. It looked very similar to the gun that Brother Xing had, but it was a little smaller. I walked over and reached for the third gun in the suitcase, feeling excited.
Looking at Brother Qiang and Brother Xing, "Brother, are you preparing this for me?"
Brother Qiang glanced at me, with a smile on his lips. He nodded and said to me, "Yes, it's prepared for you, take it!"
"Damn! You really gave it to me?" I looked at the last gun wrapped in white cloth in disbelief. I put it in my hand and carefully took it out. I tried a short gun, which was slightly longer than a pistol, but
It didn't feel very heavy in my hand. Brother Xing looked at me and laughed, "Be careful, don't misfire. There are a lot of bullets in the magazine of that gun!"
"Ah? Really or not? Why is it loaded with bullets? How many rounds?" I tried to take out the magazine, "Damn? Steel balls? This is an air gun?" I felt a little disappointed in my heart, but I held it in my hand.
With this air gun that shoots steel balls, it can almost look fake.
"Don't underestimate this air gun. It can hurt people at close range, and it can be fatal if hit on the head! The pressure of the air gun is very strong, you can try to take a shot and turn on the safety!" Brother Xing!
He spoke to me calmly and calmly.
"Do you know where the insurance is?" Brother Qiang teased me with a smile.
I rolled my eyes at him and looked at the gun in my hand. There was a small twist on the left side of the gun handle. I was secretly happy, "Brother Qiang, are you seeing people through the crack in the door? I've never eaten pork before. I haven't seen anyone before."
Did the pig run away?" I pointed to a can on the table, "Brother Qiang, I'll fight this, and you can put it on the balcony for me!"
"Tch! Can you do it?" Brother Qiang took a pillow from the bed and leaned it on the bedside cabinet. Then he put the can in front of the pillow, pointed at me and said, "If you beat me like this, go to the balcony and beat me!"
Brother Xing and Hong Yu looked at each other in confusion, then shook their heads and walked over with Brother Qiang. Hong Yu stretched out his hand and aimed at the can and smiled: "Brother Chen, be on target, I still have faith in you!"
"This is absolutely no problem. It's only so far away. Even with a dime, I can make a hole in it!" I held the gun with both hands and aimed at the middle of the can along the crosshairs.
"Hey, Xiao Chenzi, are you okay? You've been aiming for so long and you would have become a target if there was a fight." Brother Qiang blew out smoke at me and said teasingly.
"Tch! Don't forget that I grew up playing with slingshots. I have also played with the 1.2-meter rabbit gun. Don't talk about this little guy. Watch it!" After I finished speaking, I pulled the trigger decisively.
There was a very short "bang", and almost at the same time, the can made a crisp sound, shook slightly, and then stood there quietly.
Brother Xing and Brother Qiang looked at me, and then walked towards the can. Brother Qiang picked up the can and looked at it carefully, turned his head and looked at me and said, "Hit!"
"yeah!"
I quickly ran over and took the can and looked at it. There were two small holes in the middle, front and back, and steel balls had been shot into the pillow. With this power alone, there is no problem in hurting a person at close range.
Brother Qiang took the can from my phone, walked to the bedside table, picked up an orange and put it in front of the pillow, "I'm going to type this, I have to do it quickly this time, I think I won't misjudge you."
"No problem! Let me show you a show!" I took the air gun and walked to the balcony. Brother Qiang, Brother Xing and Hongyu came over and looked at me together.
"Open your eyes wide!" I said seriously, raised my pistol and shot Orange.
I almost didn't aim deliberately at that time, I relied entirely on my own feeling. It's not much different from a toy gun, it's just a little heavier.
Hongyu ran over, picked up the orange, looked at it, curled his lips and said with a smile, he hit the pillow and the orange was intact!"
"Fuck!" I sighed and handed the gun to Brother Xing, "Brother Xing, teach me well when you have time!"
Brother Xing smiled and shook his head, putting the gun back in the suitcase, "If we have time, let's find a place where no one is around to practice.