Li Guoshun wanted to smack his mouth a little: "brother, Barrett is playing CF too much. This thing is too fierce. I haven't touched it up to now!"
Han Fei laughed: "the 92 pistol plus two clips is nothing to say? If you wrap the newspaper in a plastic bag, you can carry it in your pocket. I can't tear it up. I don't have to bother to send the parts here. "
Li Guoshun opened his mouth, didn't know what to say, and didn't know if the big glass of wine just now made his brain a little dull. Li Guoshun was stunned for three or four minutes, then he blushed and said: "the control of guns in China is very strict! Especially... "
"Brother from my hometown, you can't watch being bullied." Han Fei cold not Ding said a, Li Guoshun directly to swallow the rest of the words back, feel burning hot face.
"Brother Li, people say that he can't make it. I can still believe that who we are talking to is only 92. We can move out without talking to the top, can't we?" Han Fei added.
Li Guoshun's face is uncertain. It seems that he is struggling with hesitation. Han feifeng smokes lightly. Anyway, he just casually mentions it to Li Guoshun, who let him die just now.
Han Fei never thought that he could touch the gun. When he did it, it would be nice for Li Guoshun to give him a steel sign with mutton string. After all, the discipline of the people from that place always comes first, but it doesn't affect Han Fei to run him with words.
"Brother Li, what I said just now is very good. Don't drop the chain at the critical moment. Who doesn't have two or three lives on hand? Who are our brothers afraid of?
But the tiger can't stand the wolves. Who can guarantee that they won't do anything shady? In case my brother is not careful, so many of them can chop me into meat sauce with a knife. There are some guys in their hands. They can also save their lives at the critical time, can't they? " Han Fei continued to output.
Li Guoshun's face twitched twice. It seemed that he thought of something sad. Although his brothers in his hometown were all dragons, they also capsized in the sewer. Li Guoshun had obviously experienced such a thing.
Han Fei continues to export, Li Guoshun can only passively accept, even if Li Guoshun's psychological defense is strong, it can't withstand Han Fei's fierce bombardment.
Li Guoshun hit the table suddenly: "OK! It's just a gun! I promised! But the high explosive grenade can't work. It's too powerful. Once an accident happens in a densely populated area, the consequences will be unimaginable. As for military daggers... "
"That's not necessary." Han Fei interrupted with a smile.
With a gun in hand, what do you want to do with a broken dagger? Han Fei never thought that Li Guoshun would agree to this.
"Brother, I still have to tell you not to use a gun when you don't need it. When you have to, you have to fire a warning gun first..."
"Brother Li, they are all brothers from my hometown. There is no need to emphasize these." Han Fei interrupts again.
Han Fei, a "brother of his hometown", directly polished off Li Guoshun's worries bit by bit, which shows how deep Li Guoshun's feelings towards his hometown are.
Li Guoshun took a deep breath, then solemnly said to Han Fei: "a gun, two clips, must be handed in after use."
"Yes." Han Fei said with indifference, anyway, things should come down first. When the gun arrives, Han Fei won't remember what he said.
He opened the bottle of Feitian Maotai and poured a full glass for Li Guoshun. They touched one and finished the wine directly. Stimulated by the alcohol, Li Guoshun didn't hide and tucked in. He dialed a number directly in front of Han Fei.
Han FeiMo kept silent and wrote down Li Guoshun's key sequence. With a smile, he raised his glass to Li Guoshun and took another sip. About two minutes later, Li Guoshun hung up the phone and said to Han Fei, "I've said hello. I'll give you the goods at noon tomorrow."
Han Fei laughs. With a gun in hand, he can do more things. As for bullets, as long as he spends some money, there are many things in the black market!
In the following period of time, the atmosphere on the table was too harmonious. After eating a table for more than two o'clock, they staggered out of the door.
Li Guoshun is really happy today. After listening to Han Fei admit that he is the brother of his hometown, his defense is completely opened. When alcohol comes up, there are more words unconsciously. Some words are said, but some words are written down in silence.
After Li Guoshun is sent to his residence, where is Han Fei still half drunk? He bought a bottle of mineral water and gargled at the roadside stall. Han Fei was ready to go back.
Li Guoshun's residence is a bit remote. After a short walk, he passes a waste recycling station. Han Fei subconsciously glances inside and stops.
In the yard of the recycle bin, there is a smashed Yamaha. There are traces of fire on it. The cushions have been burnt out. The spray paint on the frame and oil tank makes Han Fei look familiar.
Two days ago, I was chasing the dog day peddler in this car!
"What happened to the yellow boy?" This is Han Fei's first thought, and then he goes to the yard.
At the moment, a middle-aged couple in the yard is sorting out the waste cartons. As soon as he sees Han Fei coming in, the middle-aged man immediately takes out a cigarette and hands it up and asks, "boss, do you have any waste products to sell? Do you need to follow them to the door?"
Han Fei smiles, then looks at the scrapped Yamaha and asks, "boss, where did you get this car?"
Han Fei's face was slightly unnatural when he opened his mouth. He thought it was the right owner who came to the door.
"Don't get me wrong, little brother. I just saw that the car was parked on the side of the road and nobody wanted it, so I towed it back. If it's yours, you can take it away. If you don't want it, you can say a price, and I'll take it back. The car has become like this, and it can only be sold as waste." The owner of the Recycle Bin said truthfully.
Han Fei is clear. It seems that the Yellow haired boy is really in trouble. Han Fei remembers that that day, the boy said he wanted to mix with him, but he didn't promise, so he couldn't get up on his knees.
Later, Zheng Hua and some of them said that the boy took a phone call and left in a hurry. He thought it was a beautiful escape plan, but he was really in trouble!
Even the car was smashed like this. I don't know what happened to the boy now.
"Boss, it's a friend's car. Just tell me where to collect it." Han Fei said lightly.
The boss didn't doubt that he had him. He told Hanfei where the location was. Hanfei laughed, said thanks to the boss and left.
"Brother, I'll give you the money!" Cried the boss from behind.
"No more." Han Fei waved and walked away without looking back.
Take out the mobile phone, Han Fei directly get through to Lin Keke's phone, the phone rings two times after connecting, inside came Lin Keke excited voice.
"Just a minute." The phone did not hang up, the surrounding environment was a bit noisy, and then gradually quiet down, it should be Lin coco went to a quiet place.
"Villain, why do you suddenly think of calling me?" Lin Coco's sweet voice came from the phone, and the little girl was obviously in love.
"I have something to ask you. Is it convenient to talk over there?" Han Fei said.
"Well! If you don't have a problem, you won't call me! " Lin Keke said angrily.
Han Fei doesn't know how to open his mouth. Although he is also in a sea of flowers, he has no experience with Lin Keke.
Looking at Han Fei half ring did not speak, Lin coco attitude immediately softened down: "OK, OK, just joking with you, what's the matter, hurry to say, come out for a long time, I will be said by the head nurse."
Han Fei then said, "have you ever received a yellow haired boy these two days? His hair is dyed orange. He is 18 or 19 years old. He is about 1.75 meters tall and thin."
Lin Keke thought about it, and then said, "I don't think so. I've been on duty for the past two days. If there were such a person, I would be a little impressed..."
Han Fei hangs up directly. Lin Keke scolds him angrily. He's just about to call him, but he's afraid that Han Fei has something to do with it. Think about it or forget it.