My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 96 When you are old, go home and rest, don't stay up late. (seeking a monthly ticket)
After a minute.

There are many people standing on the left, and on the right: 0!

Gao Jun clapped his hands in satisfaction, "Look, it's all over, Lord Tuo, look, there are still many people who know current affairs, your old Jianghu cards don't work anymore, don't come out in the future, die I can still keep some cards, I'm afraid you won't be able to guarantee it at the end of the festival!"

"You are ruthless, Gao! Let me tell you, today's matter is not over. It is impossible for your goods to be in San Francisco. In the United States, I also have contacts. Let's wait and see." Master Tuo put down a cruel sentence , let people push them out.

Gao Jun narrowed his eyes, nodded with a smile, and looked at his back.

Be polite, gentleman...

He watched Master Tuo leave.

"How old is this old man?" Then he asked.

"73." Huo Bingkun said standing beside him.

"We Chinese often say seventy-three, eighty-four, and the King of Hades won't take me. It seems that he may have a hard time tonight, what do you think?" Gao Jun turned his head and said in a voice that only two people could hear said the voice.

Huo Bingkun looked at him and nodded slowly, "I understand."

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'm only responsible for making money. I'm not interested in the club's business at all. However, if anyone cuts off my money, I will turn my face off."

When an arms dealer is in control of the source, how can it be possible to be a gangster?
Clubs are at best dealers.

I also think that Huo Bingkun is very similar to me, but he is still not cruel enough. What era is it, and seniority is still considered?

If you talk about seniors and juniors when you make money, if you get in the way, you are a dead person!

Not cruel enough.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gao, I need another 1000. I plan to open up all the surrounding markets directly. If possible, I also want some grenades, and..."

"Don't worry about this, let's find a tea house tomorrow, drink tea, and have a good chat. You can get it done here tonight." Gao Jun made a pause gesture, and turned his chin to the gray-faced Ah Shenu Made an effort.

The other party was also going to follow Master Tuo.

But it was pushed down by other people who jumped repeatedly.

how can you run

If you leave, don't we have to take the blame?
Just now I was still called brother and brother, now I am sorry, I can only call brother and sell brother!
"I'll go first." Gao Jun just turned around, and suddenly said, "This second master Guan threw it from the inner room on the second floor, it took a lot of strength." After he finished speaking, he smiled and left.

Huo Bingkun's face froze!
He was still proud of his performance just now.

Yesterday Gao Jun said that he fell to San Francisco, and there was a shootout before nine o'clock, so he knew that the other party would definitely come to visit his cousin, and today, on this occasion, Nie Dakuan, who runs a law firm in Chinatown, would definitely come!

Regardless of Gao Jun's presence or absence, it will be heard in his ears.

By the time…

You can get help yourself.

His calculations are very good, but this play is too much, and it is easy to have flaws.

Guan Erye fell too badly.

Huo Bingkun...

It’s not just those who are brave and ruthless to get on stage, come out to mess around, rely on brains, there is a saying, the lower ones work hard, the middle ones work wisdom, and the upper ones work people!
But Gao Jun went outside.

Who hasn't seen it?

All kinds of people are for their own interests.

The man is [-]% drunk, act until you collapse!
When Gao Jun went out, he called out, "Cousin, Ah Bang, are you leaving?"

He didn't want to stay here and be seen as a monkey.

"Here we come!" Abang replied.

"Big head, wait for us to be together, Daddy, I'm leaving too." Wu Wenwen called out to her father in the crowd, and looked at Lan Jieying, "Aying, do you want to come with me?"

Lan Jieying nodded.

A group of people walked out of the restaurant.

The muscles on Huo Bingkun's facial expression slowly retracted, and he looked at President Shi with a smirk, "Sorry, today's party is free, and I will come to toast and apologize later, I have something to do first and I will do it."

"It's okay...it's okay." Chairman Shi's smile at this time was full of flattery. It turned out that Maitreya Buddha...would bend his waist for three buckets of rice.

Ah Shen was dragged away.

"Help, help!" He yelled vigorously, hoping that someone could say a word for him, his fingers were still firmly grasping the table, in the face of life and death, his strength was not small.

Huo Bingkun walked over, took a silver chopstick, and thrust it down towards the palm of his hand, half of the head pierced directly into the flesh. He screamed in pain, and forced his hand away, and was dragged away abruptly.

"Damn it, I'm going to make a fuss about something, I'm sorry, you guys keep playing." He smiled at the crowd, walked upstairs, and said to the younger brother beside him, "Call Alin, he knows what to do." made."

"it is good."

President Shi clapped his hands, "Okay, let's continue..."

Who the hell is still in the mood to wonder what is the origin of Nie Dakuan's nephew?With such a great ability, Master Tuo didn't even give him face, and Akun still respected him?

Could it be which prince?

But it's not like it.

Several older Chinese knelt down and respectfully picked up the fragments of Guan Gong, chanting in the innermost part.

...

A Tiger Benz is running in the dark night.

Two headlights the size of a gun shone in the distance.

Master Tuo sat in the back seat with a dark face, leaning on a cane, holding his breath, but the driver could still see his expression twitching from the rearview mirror.

I tried very hard to suppress my unhappiness.

When had he indeed been treated like this?
Since I came to the United States 60 years ago, I have worked hard in this place for most of my life, and even entered Alcatraz Island, where Al Capone, "Machine Gun" George Kelly, and "Smiling Gentleman" Alvin Cappy were imprisoned s.

These are all old bosses.

After Alcatraz was closed in 1963, Master Tuo was released. He had been in the rivers and lakes for most of his life, but he was threatened by the younger generation pointing his nose in his later years.

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!" He paused vigorously while holding his crutches, and shouted out loudly.

He must come back with this face.

Otherwise, how can you make a splash when you go out in the future?

Just then, the co-pilot's phone rang.

The driver quickly picked it up, "Hi...

"Okay, I understand." He raised his head and glanced at Master Tuo through the rearview mirror, and after answering, he hung up the phone.

"Alin, who's calling?"

"Brother Ah Kun's."

Master Tuo was startled, and asked subconsciously. "Which Ah Kun?"

The car slowly stopped and turned around, "Huo Bingkun, he asked me to give you a sentence."

"When you get old, die early, don't get in the way!" He opened the car door and got off the driver's seat, opened the car door, took out his gun, aimed at Master Tuo, and fired several times, "Sorry, I belong to Brother Kun."

The old man was directly beaten to death.

Then throw the body over the bridge.

From a distance, it looks like a cotton wool falling from the darkness. Although the speed is fast, it can't splash a burst of water.

Alin tugged on his suit, threw his tie off the bridge, took out his phone, dialed a number facing the moonlight, and took a deep breath, "Hey, Brother Dog, get me a boat. Now, I'm going to the Philippines."

He can't help running!
When the old man's body floats up, do the bullet holes in his body look like suicide?
He was shot eight times and committed suicide!

Huo Bingkun gave him money, which was enough for him to be cool outside for a while.

"Three years! Finally liberated..."

Standing at the end of the bridge, Alin smoked a cigarette, and after exhaling a smoke ring, he couldn't help sighing.

……

On the way back to the law firm.

Nie Dakuan didn't say a word, but Ah Bang was chattering beside him, and even Wu Wenwen intervened. He was obviously curious, why did Huo Bingkun and the others give Gao Jun face?

"Brother Jun, your face is really big, are you also in the club? Tell us about it."

"Abang!"

Who knew that Nie Dakuan frowned and shouted, "Go home!"

Abang shrank his head.

"Awen, you should go home too, the girl's family is not safe tonight, go back early, don't let your father worry."

Wu Wenwen also smiled awkwardly, "Okay, big head, I'll take you to the playground tomorrow, and I'll go first." He also pulled Lan Jieying away, who politely said goodbye one by one.

Without outsiders, Nie Dakuan's face darkened immediately, and he took the people home without saying a word. The cousin who heard the movement came out, saw her husband's expression, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's none of your business, Ah Jun, come to my room." Nie Dakuan gave a rare tough moment, and pointed at Abang, "I'll break your leg if you don't sleep later."

Gao Jun smiled helplessly at his cousin, and followed his cousin upstairs.

"What's wrong with your dad?"

"Mom, let me tell you, my cousin is amazing today."

After entering the study, Nie Dakuan closed the door and looked at Gao Jun, "What's going on? What kind of connection do you have with people like Huo Bingkun? What are you talking about?"

When Gao Jun wanted to explain, he saw the other party stretch out his hand, "Don't lie to me, I haven't reached the place of dementia yet."

"Cousin, it's just a partnership to do some business. You know, some businesses are convenient for local snakes. I have an industry (cannery) in San Francisco. I definitely don't want anyone to make trouble. And when I went to the Soviet Union, he also lent me a boat. , sent to Africa, you know the profit is too high, then Master Tuo and the others will be jealous."

"You know, it's normal for members of this kind of club to forget their righteousness when they see great benefits. In San Francisco, at least five or six club bosses die every night. It's too common."

"Then why don't they do it themselves?" Nie Dakuan's tone was still full of suspicion.

"Thank you. If it wasn't for the introduction of Uncle Anatoly, I would have no way to do this business. I have to rely on my connections. Otherwise, even if you give a gift, I don't know where to send it. Are you right?" Gao Jun He also smiled and patted his ass.

Nie Dakuan has lived for such a long time, and he can still hear with some sharp eyesight. He knew that there was some truth and falsehood hidden in Gao Jun's words, so he sighed softly, and began to empathize and understand.

"Ah Jun, uncle doesn't know what you are doing outside, but you must not do illegal things. It's hard to be locked up in prison. I have defended people, and I was crying in court. No If you don't regret it, you will lose your freedom, and your parents still rely on you to support them until their death."

crying in court...

Do you think you are really sorry?

What the hell was caught, and I showed it to you.

If he hadn't been caught, don't mention how happy he was smiling behind his back.

Moreover, is there any way for Gao Jun to regret it now?

No!

He won't regret it either.

"Uncle, I know that I keep myself safe and abide by the law. What I do is the greatest cause. I personally think that I need to make progress in helping the poor. Even if I face ups and downs and misunderstandings, I I will stick to it." Gao Jun nodded, with an expression of what you said was right.

Don't try to change your elders with your own ideas, it's impossible.

They always think: Why do people bully you instead of others?You have to find your own willingness.

And Gao Jun thought: fight back!
As long as it is hard enough!
Who dares to yell five and six on top of my head?

After coming to the United States for too long, my cousin has lost his character.

Do you think that if you go to college, you will definitely get rich?
The income of college graduates can’t keep up with capitalists’ operations. One month just counts as rent, not including utilities. Graduation is the beginning of hell!

Of course, don't teach bad children.

With a degree certificate, you can make a career in the sky. You don’t need to be exposed to the sun and rain, you can sit in the office and enjoy the air-conditioning, and you can decide your own life.

But Gao Jun cared more about one sentence.

Money is God, you can create myths.

"Remember what you said today, Ah Jun, don't go astray!" Nie Dakuan patted his nephew on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Go and rest."

Gao Jun walked to the door and looked back at his cousin propping up the table. He could feel that the other party was doing it for his own good.

but uncle...

In this world, people laugh at the poor but not at the prostitutes!
……

The next day.

Inside the law firm.

Gao Jun drank soy milk and ate deep-fried dough sticks, checked the time, and got up.

"What are you going to do?" Nie Dakuan asked who was on the sofa.

"Uncle, someone invites you to drink tea." Gao Jun said with a smile.

The cousin looked at him, "Go, be careful."

Gao Jun moved his eyes and nodded.

"Cousin, I will go too."

"Sit down, if you dare to go, I broke my leg." Nie Dakuan turned his head and cursed at him. Abang was beaten a lot when he was a child, so he was obviously a little afraid of him, so he looked at Gao Jun eagerly, hoping he could Help to speak.

But when he was going to discuss business at this time, how could he bring a "oil bottle"?
Just pretend you didn't see it, and walked out the door as if you didn't see it.

Tonikov and a few people were sitting at the door, helping his cousin pick celery, looking very unfamiliar, you can let them shoot, let them do this, it is better to kill them.

"Going out?" Aunt Biao asked.

"Well, someone invites you to drink tea."

"Your uncle is also doing it for your own good. Don't take it to heart. He is a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart."

"Don't worry, cousin, I know." Gao Jun nodded with a smile, and shouted at Tonikov and the others, they jumped up, washed their hands, greeted and left.

The taste of celery…

Make them a little bit overwhelmed.

If you're baijiu here, these guys can jump in and take a shower.

Bing Kee Tea Stall!

I heard that this Chinatown has been rooted for nearly a hundred years, and it is an old name.

The business was very good. When Gao Jun arrived, there were already people busy inside.

"Sir, how many are there?" the waiter ran over nimbly and asked.

"Huo Bingkun, Mr. Huo has made an appointment."

"Come with me, upstairs private room please!"

The waiter guided him upstairs. The sound insulation here is very good. As soon as he walked up, the sound from below could not be heard very much. In the deepest part of the corridor, he knocked on the door and helped to push it open.

Seeing that Huo Bingkun was already sitting, he turned his head when he heard the movement, got up and said with a smile, "Mr. Gao."

"Akun, you came quite early, and the location is not bad." Gao Jun looked down from the window next to him, and he could see that this was a crossroad, and there were many vehicles and people coming and going.

"This is the most central area of ​​Chinatown. There are only [-] people in San Francisco, but there are [-] people here." Huo Bingkun introduced.

"The predecessors who came to San Francisco to open up the world are really great, so their achievements must be protected. Chinatown, Chinatown, how can the Burmese manage it? Are you right?"

Huo Bingkun was pouring water for tea, nodded, "I think so too."

"There are too many old men in your society. Let them retire early and save them for yourself? You buy from me and sell them, and some of them make money. Are you afraid that you can't find anyone? The soldiers are strong and the horses are strong. Call the place back. Come on, when you alone have the final say in Chinatown, and you have [-] votes in your hands, then you will not be a member of an association, but a highly influential member of society."

One hundred thousand votes!

What concept?
Anyone elected in San Francisco can kneel down for you.

"There are drug lords running for top positions in Mexico next door. You can do it too. When the time comes, I may have to call you Mr. Huo."

"Don't, Mr. Gao, don't flatter me like that."

"Being a person requires ambition. I still remember what you told me the day before yesterday. You said that in San Francisco, sooner or later, you have the final say. Young people must have this drive. When you become a member of parliament, I will be able to sell better. It's a win-win, isn't it?" Gao Jun pulled the ashtray over and started smoking again.

"Let's spread the goods all over America!"

It can also be regarded as counter-exporting to the Soviet Union, which is suffering from capitalist aggression, so that they can blossom and bear fruit internally.

"Mr. Gao, besides the AK47, I also want to buy some other guns, preferably pistols. The price with the silencer can be more expensive, even more expensive than the American ones."

"That's true, Makarov PB6P9 pistol, Tonikov, show him." Gao Jun said to the Soviet guy.

"The Soviet special forces use 9×18mm subsonic ammunition, with a magazine capacity of 8 rounds, muzzle velocity of 290 meters per second, and an effective range of 50 meters. However, their intelligence agencies use the most. You know, there are Sometimes the killing is done quietly, the bullets are not as loud as the mahjong tiles."

"how much is it?"

"A dollar."

"It's more expensive than AK?!" Huo Bingkun had some objections to the price and said in surprise.

Gao Jun explained to him calmly, "How troublesome is it to take out the AK? Moreover, the age of buying and selling assault rifles is lower than that of pistols, which are easier to hide. The audience for this pistol is different, and of course the price is higher. "

"At this price, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell it."

"Hard currency, can you still sell it? There is nothing that Americans can't eat, but I still recommend you RPG, you can try selling it, maybe there are some stupid... people will buy it?"

RPG…

Selling well in the United States.

What a beautiful landscape.

……

　ps: I'm going to be the best man today, and I may come back late. If there is no update, I will make up for it tomorrow.

　　Recommended book: Changjin Lake starts from the cooking class

　　


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