"stop."
One person stepped forward and looked at Sakaki Makoto:
"We're going to search you."
Sakaki Makoto opened his arms calmly.
He didn't bring any offensive weapons.
otherwise...
Is it still necessary to buy guns from local gangs?
But people were afraid that he was a killer from a rival gang, so it was natural for them to be cautious.
After a brief search, the man nodded and pointed to the innermost door:
"Come in."
Sakaki Makoto walked towards the door.
When they arrived at the door, the strong man in charge of guarding it immediately opened the door...
"Brother, we have guests."
Behind the desk, the thin man who was crawling on the table stood up, with some white powder on the tip of his nose, and looked over with a cold look.
After seeing Sakaki Makoto's skin color...
He frowned slightly:
"What do you want?"
Sakaki Cheng pulled out the chair in front of the table and sat down, saying calmly:
“Buy a gun.”
"Why don't you go find your own gang?"
"I'll make deals with anyone I meet..."
Glancing at the remaining powder on the table, Sakaki Makoto said expressionlessly:
“Sell or not sell?”
The thin man stroked his golden beard and suddenly smiled:
“Just my taste...”
He snapped his fingers, and his men opened the cabinet nearby and slammed two pistols onto the table.
"The Colt M1917 and M1908 pistols are both fine products."
The thin man smiled and said:
"One knife for every 200 meters."
Glancing at the pistol on the table, Sakaki Makoto sneered:
"An antique is also worth 200 meters?"
"You might as well keep it at home as a worship."
After being ridiculed, the man with the golden beard laughed instead of getting angry:
"well..."
"I know what you guys are good at. I know you guys are rich and like good guys..."
"Hey, bring out some good stuff!"
Hearing this, the man bent down, took out the wooden board that was covering the cabinet, and took out a sword with both hands...
Remington Model 870 shotgun.
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