In front of the fourth row of containers in the third courtyard, Beiyin Cangmo saw that Zhuang Jinling was reluctant to put down his gun, and said with a smile: "With your body and bones holding such a heavy gun, you may cry within half a minute that you are tired or your hands hurt." Well, you'd better obediently follow me to see a lighter pistol."
Zhuang Jinling knew that he was telling the truth, but he was still very upset. He pointed the gun at Beiyin Cangmo's head: "Speaking something nice makes me happy, and I will spare you."
There was no bullet in the gun at all, so Beiyin Cangmo took the gun from his hand, and then shook his still-raised wrist: "Master Zhuang, your slender hands are so noble, and they are only the most expensive in the ammunition base. No pistol of the noblest and finest quality is worthy of you."
When Zhuang Jinling heard the hero coaxing him, his mood immediately improved: "I love what you say."
Beiyin Cangmo laughed, and directly pulled the person to the counter, where there were all kinds of high-quality pistols: "Every pistol here is very exquisite in workmanship, and it is powerful and has a long range. The most important thing is They’re also exceptionally light and compact, making them perfect for pockets.”
Zhuang Jinling looked through the glass and saw that there were fully automatic pistols and semi-automatic pistols on the counter. They were compact in shape, appropriate in caliber, large in capacity, fast and accurate in shooting, and very suitable for carrying on the body: "I really want to have them all. "
But the price of each pistol is very high. If he buys them all, he may go bankrupt.
"What do you want so many guns for?"
"As a favorite."
Northern Yin Cangmo: "..."
In the end, Zhuang Jinling only picked out six good-looking pistols, intending to give two of them to his parents. Although Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother have kung fu to defend themselves, there will always be problems that kung fu can't solve, so it's better to have a gun on your body.
Beiyin Cangmo pointed to the smallest revolver in the center of the counter and said, "Give me it and its holster."
The miniature pistol is only about the size of a thumb, very small, with exquisite patterns carved on it, people who don't know it may think it is an ornament.
The staff took out the mini pistol and the holster and put it on the counter.
Beiyin Cangmo put the mini pistol into the holster, and then picked up the platinum necklace that was on the holster and hung it around Zhuang Jinling's neck: "This gun is good, it is very suitable for your self-defense. If your gun drops or The gun bullet is gone, you can use it to defend against the enemy for a while, and wait for others to come to rescue you."
Zhuang Jinling looked at the mini phone and asked in surprise, "Isn't this a decoration?"
Beiyin Cangmo sneered: "There will be no useless decorations in the ammunition base, and even though it is small, it is actually very powerful, with a range of up to 100 meters."
When Zhuang Jinling heard that it was a real phone, he couldn't put it down immediately: "Are you going to give it to me?"
Beiyin Cangmo said: "All the guns you picked will be counted on my account."
Zhuang Jinling said happily: "Really? That's great, I can save a sum of money to buy delicious food for Yaya, thanks, Beiyin Cangmo."
He remembered that there was a plot in the book, that is, the male protagonist also gave the female protagonist such a small mini mobile phone for self-defense.
Hehe, I didn't expect that after gaining the trust of the male lead, the male lead would be so kind to him, and he didn't help the male lead save such a brother in vain.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Jinling took the gun with peace of mind, and asked the staff, "By the way, where are the bullets? Are there any bullets for me?"
The staff said: "Each gun will be delivered with six bullets. If you want more bullets, you can only go to the Fourth Hospital to buy them."
Beiyin Cangmo asked the staff to pack the selected guns, and then took Zhuang Jinling to the Fourth Courtyard to select bullets: "Except for the mini handy which has fixed bullets, there are several types of bullets for other pistols to choose from."
Without even thinking about it, Zhuang Jinling said, "Of course we have to pick the best bullets."
A good gun is equipped with good bullets, and in the face of powerful enemies, of course the best bullets can be used to deal with it.
Beiyin Cangmo said: "Then you must be prepared to go bankrupt at any time."
Zhuang Jinling asked, "Are good bullets expensive?"
"One of the best bullets costs half a million."
Zhuang Jinling scolded: "Fuck, it's so expensive, do you want to suck human blood?"
One bullet is 500,000 yuan, 20 bullets is 10 million yuan, and 200 bullets is 100 million yuan. Damn it, it's so cheating. No wonder the hero is so rich.
Northern Yin Cangmo explained: "There is a reason why it is expensive, because it has a certain probability of penetrating the internal defense of sixth-tier warriors."
Zhuang Jinling immediately said: "Saving your life is the most important thing, first buy a thousand bullets for self-defense."
Beiyin Cangmo laughed, and took him to pick out bullets.
Zhuang Jinling came to the bullet counter and looked back.
Northern Yin Cangmo asked: "What are you looking at?"
Zhuang Jinling frowned: "I always feel that someone is watching me."
Beiyin Cangmo looked back, and saw that the supervisors in the base were watching them.
When those people saw him turning back, they hurriedly pretended to be busy.
Beiyin Cangmo sneered, turned around and said, "It's friends who know me, don't worry about them."
"Oh." Zhuang Jinling was relieved knowing that it wasn't the bad guys staring at them, and concentrated on looking at the bullets: "It would be great if the bullets could engrave my name."
Northern Yin Cangmo asked: "Why?"
"It will let others know which mutated animals or people I have killed, and at the same time prove that I am also very powerful."
Beiyin Cangmo didn't know whether to laugh or cry and raised his fingers to flick his head: "If others know that you killed someone, wouldn't the relatives and friends of the person you killed come to seek revenge on you?"
Zhuang Jinling: "..."
It makes sense.
It was he who was stupid.
The person hiding in the distance and peeking at Beiyin Cangmo said excitedly: "Look at the boss flicking the woman's forehead, wow, the boss looks at the other party with such gentle eyes, I feel very doting on that woman."
"A woman who is doted on by the boss is really happy."
"Why is this woman dressed in such a masculine way? It looks like men's clothes, and she is so tall. I think he is taller than me."
"Is the boss 1.95 meters tall, or 1.98 meters? You can see that the other party has reached the boss's chin, and his height is definitely more than 1.8 meters."
"It just matches the boss."
"Why do I think this woman looks familiar?"
"Maybe the other party was a customer in our base before, so I feel familiar."
At this time, No. 333 ran over and said to them: "I just asked the employee at the pistol counter, and he said that the pistol was bought by the boss to give to the other party, and even the mini pistol designed by the boss himself was also given to the other party."
"Those pistols add up to hundreds of millions, right? I dare say the boss absolutely likes each other."
"Who doesn't like such a beautiful woman?"
"Look, the chief executive at number 0000 is walking towards the boss."
"She likes the boss, and she must want to spoil the good things of the boss."
Zhuang Jinling, who was picking out bullets, heard someone shout: "Mr. Beiyin, long time no see. Are you here to buy bullets? Do you want me to introduce you?"
Zhuang Jinling saw that the person who came was elegant and refined, wearing the overalls of the military base, and guessed that the other party was No. 0000, the chief supervisor of the military base. She liked Beiyin Cangmo just like any other woman. After taking the drug, it was No. 0000 who took the initiative to sacrifice himself to get rid of it. Since then, No. 0000 has become one of the women in the male protagonist's harem.
He remembered that the hero is a playboy and can open a harem, and his mood suddenly turned dark, he hummed softly, and turned his head away.
Northern Yin Cangmo lightly frowned: "No need."
Zhuang Jinling intends to go to other counters that sell bullets.
Northern Yin Cangmo followed.
Number 0000 followed behind them.
Zhuang Jinling doesn't like the feeling of being followed. It's okay if the other party is just to serve them, but it's disappointing if the other party follows them for a purpose. What's more, the other party looks at him with jealous eyes, as if he is a mistress who robbed her He looks like a real man, but he is the empress in the palace.
He turned around and looked at No. 0000 in displeasure, and said, "Miss No. 0000, we all said that we don't need your service, but you still have the cheek to follow. Is this the service attitude of your base?"
Hearing his magnetic voice, No. 0000 asked in surprise, "Are you a man?"
Beiyin Cangmo glanced at her coldly.
Seeing her relieved expression, Zhuang Jinling smiled: "Yes, how about I'm a man? Could it be because you like Beiyin Cangmo with your relieved expression? I saw him walking with a woman , so I’m jealous, but once I know he’s a man, I’m relieved, because Beiyin Cangmo doesn’t like men, right?”
Northern Yin Cangmo looked at number 0000.
No. 0000 dared not go to see Beiyin Cangmo, and blushed in denial: "I, I didn't think so..."
Zhuang Jinling snorted, walked up to her and whispered in her ear: "But it's too early for you to worry."
No. 0000 looked at him in a daze: "What do you mean?"
Zhuang Jinling didn't explain either, and asked Beiyin Cangmo, "Is this a place to test guns?"
Beiyin Cangmo said: "Yes, I will take you there."
Zhuang Jinling said to No. 0000: "Don't follow me any more, I won't be polite if you follow me again."
No. 0000 glared at him angrily, but did not follow them. Of course, it wasn't that she was afraid of him, but that she was afraid of Beiyin Cangmo. If Beiyin Cangmo was upset, let alone being a supervisor, she might lose the job with good benefits.
Seeing that she didn't follow, Zhuang Jinling turned to Beiyin Cangmo and asked, "Do you have banknotes?"
"What do you want banknotes for?" Beiyin Cangmo took out a hundred-yuan bill and gave it to him.
"You'll find out later." Zhuang Jinling took the banknotes and folded them.
Beiyin Cangmo raised his eyebrows, unable to see what he wanted to do.
Slowly, the note took the shape of a heart with a wing on either side.
Zhuang Jinling said, "Mr. Beiyin, stretch out your left hand."
Beiyin Cangmo obediently raised his hand.
Zhuang Jinling put the heart shape on his ring finger, and bent the wings on both sides to form a ring on Beiyin Cangmo's ring finger: "Lock your male hormones, so that other women will shy away from you."
Northern Yin Cangmo: "..."