"You are going back to China, you, come with me." The man said hoarsely, and walked out of the basement on crutches.
He suddenly said "return to China". Except for J5's expression, there was no change. Ye Jian and their expressions were stunned. V8 even raised the micro-gun in his hand a little.
J5 pressed V8's hand, staring at the man's back slowly leaving, and said to Ye Jian: "He has no ill will, Ye Jian, you will let him go and see what's going on. His name is Kundan, You can call his name directly."
Anyone who knows Kundan knows that Kundan not only speaks, keeps secrets, but also has one thing. He never chats with clients who are looking for him. Clients want guns and ammunition. He provides them on demand. The guns are good and the money is clear. Continue. Stay in this motorcycle repair shop, which is rarely found.
Ye Jian didn't trust the man, but believed J5, and nodded and stepped to catch up with the man who looked and behaved strangely.
"Let's test the gun first." J5 waited for Ye Jian to walk through the dark underground passage and said to V8 and them: "Hurry up."
"I went over and took a look, but I was a little worried." V8's thick eyebrows tightened, "You test the gun with them."
"Trust me, brother, Ye Jian will be fine." J5 smiled and patted his comrades on the shoulder. "I might guess why Kundan said Ye Jian is very beautiful. Ye Jian's eyes are a bit like his daughter. I have seen it. A photo of his daughter."
Qin Xiu was also very worried. A person who can provide arms is a dangerous person even if one leg is disabled.
"Ambassador, let's test the gun first. Don't worry, I promise Ye Jian will be fine." J5 saw Ye Jian walking out of the basement earlier, and their excellent diplomat took a small step subconsciously, intending to follow it, and laughed. : "Although he is a dangerous person, he can guarantee the safety of all the guests who come to him to get a gun."
Xueying had checked the quantity, and several people took the pile of lethal weapons into the test gun room.
In a very professional test room, Qin Xiu put on his earmuffs and shot a bullet in a very standard posture.
Not bad, the chest target has bullet holes.
Looking back at his side, Qin Xiu smiled slightly. He tried with the gun, and the special soldiers checked the gun inside and out before starting to shoot.
"Boom boom boom..."
Several people shot their guns at the same time, and the sound of the gunshots shook so much that he could hear them even if he had earmuffs. After the pistol test was completed, several of them picked up the microguns at the same time...
The movements are so neat that they seem to have been trained thousands of times, and they can be consistent without communication.
"Boom boom boom..."
Compared with his serious shooting, the special forces' shooting seemed much more casual. Picking up the gun, they had already shot out without seeing how to aim the bullet.
Shuye has a specialization, which is the difference between him and them.
Outside, when Ye Jian saw Kun Dan used an iron hook to open a sewer iron cover, he turned his head, with a stubborn face, he pointed down, did not speak, and went down first.
Ye Jian pursed the corner of his mouth, and followed it slowly with a light breath.
Under the iron cover is a simple ladder welded with steel bars. Although Kundan has only one leg, his arm strength is quite amazing, so he got down the iron ladder with one foot.
The seemingly humble motorcycle repair shops are full of caves. Below the iron-covered well is an intricate underground air-raid shelter that is warm in winter and cool in summer. Kundan lives here and has everything you need.
Ye Jian, who walked in, stood at the exit, and did not walk in completely immediately.