"This gun is the treasure of my old man's store. The price is not low, but the practicality is quite poor. If you want to buy a gun for self-defense, I advise you to change it." The old man straightened up behind the counter.
But one hand was placed under the counter without leaving a trace.
The Beretta 92F, which has been with him for more than ten years but is still well-maintained, is lying quietly inside... As long as the strange young man opposite him is slightly inaccurate in his answers, the old man is sure to kill him in 0.5 seconds.
Aim the gun at him and shoot out the bullets inside!
"Haha, I have a quirk. I don't like to buy practical things when buying things, but I only like to buy things that are pleasing to the eye. But among the guns in this room, I only like this Makarov. Let me give you a price. As long as
Things have a price, so everything is easy to talk about." Le Pingfan smiled slightly, took down the Makarov and pulled the bolt...
"I won't sell this gun for money, I'll just exchange it for a house in Fengcheng." The old man's hand had quietly grasped the handle of the Beretta's gun, and he said in a calm tone.
"The view on the top floor of No. 316 in the Loop is nice. It would be a good choice for retirement." Le Pingfan walked up to the old man with Makarov and harmonized: "Although the Beretta feels good and accurate,
The speed is high, but after all, it only has an effective killing distance of fifty meters, and the bullets are less powerful. Even if you shoot at me from such a distance, it will not pose any threat to me. I suggest you use other weapons next time.
The weapons are down there, at least they are slightly more powerful."[
The old man finally let go of Beretta's hand, his face became respectful, and he bowed slightly and said: "I have met Lord Heavenly King, but I have been using this gun for more than ten years. It is like a part of my body. Even if
Changing to another gun may not necessarily be more powerful than this gun, but it will affect the speed of shooting. Even if the power of the bullet cannot kill the invading enemy, I am confident that I can hold this gun
Even though I have my own abilities, I still have them.”
As he spoke, the old man looked at Le Pingfan curiously. The person who knew that this store was an organization for secret spies must be at least a king-level high-level figure in the green area, but the king in front of him was really too young... and he was still
Is this the first time I met? The old man suddenly remembered the genius who had emerged within the organization in the past year, and his expression became more respectful for a while.
Le Pingfan shook his head: "You guys, I really don't know what kind of influence the organization has exerted on you. Why do you think your own life is so unimportant? Death is like a lamp going out, and nothing is as important as life."
It’s important. No matter what happens, as long as people can live..."
As Le Pingfan spoke, he found a look of disapproval on the old man's face, so he could only say: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. I came to you to ask something. You may not know me. My name is Le Pingfan, and I am Green New
Jin Tianwang."
"Wang Lotte, please wait a moment." The old man leaned over and said, then walked out of the counter, pulled the door of the store closed, and then put up a sign saying it was closed for business today, and then walked back to the counter: "I don't know.
What kind of information does King Lotte want to know?"