"Well, I'll take it. There are two 98K. Don't use those rags for me - besides, can you get t161e3?" Hank asked.

"Are you kidding?" "If you can get it, I'm willing to pay any price for it," he said

T161e3, only exists in the legend of the new generation of universal machine gun.

Bearded has heard of the code name, but no one knows whether it is true or not.

After all, even the army has no equipment. He even asked if there is one here?

If it wasn't for the high price and enough weapons, he would have been driven out.

"Well, I'll take two m1919a4, brand new." Hank laughed and didn't answer.

"80% new, brand new. You have to rob the arsenal." The other side blows a beard to stare to say.

It's very generous, but what you want is too tricky and demanding. It's really a difficult guest to serve.

When all the weapons were loaded into the car, Hank paid the balance and drove away.

"If we can get t161e3, this task will be much simpler." Hank thought of it with regret.

Of course, t161e3 exists. Although he has not seen it with his own eyes, he has heard all the data.

Unfortunately, it's too tightly preserved. Only a few experimental models are stored in Los Angeles, otherwise he would not want to take a chance.

"Now, it's time to go to our respected Mr. yarley." Turning the direction, the engine let out a painful groan and drove quickly to the distance.

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Hamilton, a slum on the east side of the city, has complicated traffic and various forces occupy it.

A humble looking country bar is also located here, the home of the Columbus brothers and a place of entertainment.

There's the biggest underground black boxing competition in the city. It's one of the Columbus brothers' money spinners and their favorite violent sport.

Today, the whole club was emptied and Glenn Columbus and Hunter Columbus were sitting in the private room drinking.

Hunter kept biting at a cigar in his mouth, like a chocolate bar. The bitter taste of tobacco mixed with saliva made him enjoy it.

"Glen, they're here." A gentle looking man with eyes came in.

"Well, invite them in." Glenn said.

"Why not just kill them." Hunter spits fiercely at the ground. The saliva mixed with tobacco looks disgusting.

Glen frowned in displeasure, and one of his men immediately cleaned up his things. Then he said to his brother, "shut up, hunter, I'll make the decision here."

The hand holding the cigar trembled, and hunter put the remaining half of the cigar into his mouth again, chewing and biting.

There was a footstep behind him. Glen got up from the sofa and turned to see three men walking with him.

The leaders of Carlos group, Arec and cesbas, they have given themselves enough respect and respect.

Of course, Glenn also believes his club has been surrounded by countless players to ensure their safety.

"Welcome to Hamilton." Glen reached forward and said with a smile, "I'm Glenn Jacobs. This is my brother, Hunter Jacob."

"Carlos." Carlos said.

"Yari." Arrow road.

Waiting for Seth bass to stand in front of each other, tall body, indifferent expression, eyes drooping at each other, as if full of malice.

Hunter, who was sitting in the back, dropped his cigar and suddenly got up and went to him.

As he passed by, Glen was stopped by his hand on his chest.

"Do you have any questions?" Asked hunter, with a fierce face.

Seth gave him a cold look, turned his eyes back to glen and said, "nothing, just want to see clearly."

Hunter stepped forward, put his chin on his head and said, "now? Is that clear enough? "

"Haha, there's something wrong with sethbus's eyesight. I think he can see clearly enough." Carlos smiles and brings sesbasra back to his seat.

Glen also motioned hunter to go back with his eyes. Although the other party's behavior was a little rude and uncomfortable, it was not the time to turn his face.

When the two sides returned to their seats, Carlos immediately took the initiative to say, "Mr. Glenn, we have heard about the strength of the Columbus brothers.

I believe you should also know what the three of us represent. This meeting represents the interests of both sides. If we can reach an agreement, the whole market will change. "

"Carlos." Glen laughed and tilted his head. "Can I ask why you want to open up new lines of transportation?"

After the three looked at each other, Carlos seemed to get some kind of approval and said, "we need strong partners, not a controlled little girl.I think there are things that you and your brother know very well that although she has facilitated a new trading network, her strength is not enough to control. "

"What's more, the forces she represents are resistant to drugs. Internal chaos always brings a lot of trouble. We need new partners."

The truth was told and Glen felt their sincerity - but it wasn't enough.

Since the other side wants to use their power, they have to pay more because they are stronger, United and greedy than Ariel.

Now, the west coast and the Midwest have been cut off, and it's not known how long this will last.

If they want to continue to do business, they can only rely on the strength and power of their brothers.

Unless they're willing to use the original mode of transportation, they'll have to listen to the Jacobs if they want to get through Texas.

"We can eat all the goods, but I only offer half the price." As soon as Glen's voice fell, the opposite aley almost jumped to his feet.

"Nothing to talk about." Ya Lei said he was leaving.

A gun is on his forehead, and the bodyguards who follow Yalei and others come in immediately take out the gun, and the relaxed scene is on the verge of firing.

At this time, Hunter threw away his cigar and went forward to grab the pistol pointing at yarei's head. Bang -

he just pointed the gun at yarei's men and fell to the ground, and blood kept pouring out of the hole in his head.

"I'm not going to drag him away. Shall I come by myself?" Hunter kicked the body with his foot, then raised his hand and hit the body in the head with two more shots.

When you're done, put the gun out of your belt.

"Look, it's all right," said hunter, with his hands spread out in a deadpan voice

"Ha ha, I like you, Hunter - we should have a drink."

"Yes, we should have a drink. Come on!" Two madmen hook up to the bar, Carlos eyes with a bit of fear and helplessness.

It has long been heard that Glen is the brain of the gang, and hunter is his mad dog. The combination of the two is the collection of brain and power. Now, the rumor is true.

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