There are two micro (punch) and two pistols under the seat cushions of the three modified motorcycles... These are the extra guns that Kundan allocated to them.
The gloomy-eyed Ye Jian picked up the micro (punch) that Kundan gave them extra. The Uzi 9mm micro (punch) has a full length of only 460 mm when opened, and only 250 mm when the butt is folded to the right. .
The first second is 350 meters, and the rate of fire is 1250 rounds per minute, which is equivalent to 21 rounds per second... This miniature is most suitable for sitting on a motorcycle and firing directly. The light weight is fast and the automatic shooting can complete the shooting in an instant.
It is a higher grade than the German-style miniature set before the J5.
Ye Jian put Uziwei (Chong) back on the cushion and turned to J5 and said, "I'll go and say thank you to Kundan."
"Yes, Kundan, he made another exception for us." J5 nodded slightly. If Ye Jian didn't take the initiative to raise it, he would have the same intention. "Kundan is withdrawn, but many people are willing to cooperate with him, and his character is very good. , Very much abide by some rules that cannot be said to be broken, so don't have a psychological burden on you."
This is to tell Ye Jian that Kundan is a trustworthy arms dealer.
Qin Xiu, who couldn't get his hands in checking the guns and ammunition, said in a low voice, "I'll accompany you."
"Okay." Ye Jian handed the two magazines he was holding to J5, and walked quickly toward the second floor with Qin Xiu.
Kundan thinks that she has a pair of eyes similar to his daughter and provides so many extra weapons that they need. She must say "thank you".
Kun Dan was still a little surprised by Ye Jian’s coming up, but he could tell that he was very happy with Ye Jian’s arrival. After hearing a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, he got up from the chair with a cane and turned again. Abducted to Ye Jian.
This somewhat famous arms dealer only looked at Ye Jian's eyes. After a while, his hoarse voice asked dryly: "Can I... touch... your eyes?"
He looked at it hopefully, and even asked carefully, for fear that Ye Jian would refuse.
A small and well-known arms dealer like Kundan can be very strong in what he wants, but for Ye Jian, looking at those eyes that are similar to those of his daughter, this arms dealer known as a “thunder band” is just A father who misses his daughter and becomes ill.
He put down his identity and forgot his identity, he was just an ordinary father.
Ye Jian didn't refuse. When tears flickered in those eagle-like eyes, she knew she couldn't bear to refuse.
Because she understands Kundan's feelings too well.
He lost his daughter, and she lost his mother, father...
When I was a child, I saw Sun Dongqing who was similar to her mother. Even if Sun Dongqing hated her so much, beat her and scolded her, she still missed her mother again and again.
Ye Jian didn't know what kind of person Kundan was, or what he had experienced. At this moment, he only knew that standing in front of him was just an ordinary father.
She nodded lightly and said the word "OK", Kundan standing in front of her was so excited that her purple lips trembled.
The fingertips of the fingers covering the eyelids were rough, full of the odor of engine oil, and the fingers shook so badly that they did not stay for long. Kundan took it back after a short stroke.
Ye Jian, who closed his eyes, heard him sigh heavily.
"Thank you… "
When he walked to the door, Kundan's choking voice came from behind. Ye Jian did not look back. When he opened his eyes and turned his back covertly, Ye Jian knew that the arms dealer didn't want people to see him. Of fragility.