my fairy maid

Chapter 630 IX Waste Collection Station

"Mr. Liu, I have an urgent matter to ask Mr. Liu for help, and it's very urgent. I only have one day to prepare. I hope Mr. Liu can help."

"Oh? Little Fan, what trouble did you encounter? Luo Zhonghe is not looking for trouble for you again!"

"That's not true, Mr. Liu. To tell you the truth, I need a batch of arms. The more the quantity, the better. I'm not short of money. As long as the quality is stable, I can eat as much as I want."

Liu Bogan was taken aback, and said, "Armment! Why do you need so many ammunition?!"

"Hehe, Mr. Liu, I know that arms are a sensitive thing, and I also know that Mr. Liu may not have a way out, but please rest assured, Mr. Liu. I want arms, not to cause anything to happen. I, Fan Qiangqiang, are What kind of person, others don't know, Mr. Liu, you should know."

Liu Boqian said awkwardly: "This... is really difficult! Tell me first, why do you want arms?"

"Of course I have a reason, Mr. Liu, if you really find it difficult to do it, I will go another way, Luo Zhonghe may help, even if he can't help me, I still have other people who can help, for example, The relationship between the British royal family and me, they should be very willing to sell me the ordnance and weapons eliminated from the army.”

"Xiao Fan, I know what you are like. You will never do anything harmful to China, but I still want to know what you want to do with arms."

"Haha, Mr. Liu, let me put it this way. If I want arms, I definitely don't need to be in China! If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning and die. I will tell Mr. Liu the specific reason if I have a chance. It is not now. Timing, besides, I almost forgot, the vice president of the United States is also very interested in me, begging me many times, asking me to become an American citizen, if I agree to him, I believe, he will be very happy to take their American citizenship Sell ​​me updated weapons in the military system."

Fan Jianqiang spoke unhurriedly, seeing that Liu Bogan was still hesitating, and continued: "Actually, I know that whether it is the United States, Britain, Russia, China, or Germany, they are the arms of countries in the world. Sellers, the five major arms sellers, earn huge profits by selling their own country's obsolete arms to some backward countries, and our China's share in the world has never been high. I will eat the next batch in Help my country."

Liu Bogan laughed and said, "Xiao Fan, where did you hear it? How can such a thing happen? We in China love peace and don't interfere in other countries' internal affairs. How can we make such money?"

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Well, since Mr. Liu is unwilling to help, I won't bother Mr. Liu. Goodbye."

Liu Bo hurriedly said, "Xiao Fan, wait a minute."

Fan Jianqiang raised the corner of his mouth on the phone and said, "Mr. Liu, I believe that the Vice President of the United States should be very willing to do my business. Even, I may only need to pay a symbolic amount of money to get the world's largest business. The outdated weapons of the largest arsenal, Yankees may know the value of me, Fan Qiang, better than Mr. Liu."

Liu Boqian pondered for a while, and said: "Xiao Fan, this matter involves all aspects, and I can't help if I want to. I have to ask my superiors for instructions."

Fan Qiangqiang said in a retreat-oriented way: "If Mr. Liu is in trouble, it doesn't matter. I think as long as I tell the Vice President of the United States that if they don't sell it to me, I will find Russians. I think they will Give me a satisfactory answer."

Liu Boqian couldn't help laughing: "You kid, you have learned how to blackmail people! You have improved."

"Hehe, I'm just telling the truth, Mr. Liu, please don't mind. Besides, what I want is not advanced weapons, I only want obsolete ones, even if they are weapons from the last century like ak47."

Liu Bogan said, "Xiao Fan, give me an hour."

Fan Jianqiang smiled slightly: "Okay, just an hour. If I don't get an answer after an hour, I'll go to the British or the Americans immediately."

Liu Bogan smiled and said, "It seems that you are really in a hurry."

……

Nearly an hour later, Fan Jianqiang, who had arrived in the center of Omen by car, received a call from Liu Bogan.

Liu Bogan replied that the person above knew about this matter, and said that he agreed to sell a batch of arms worth 60 billion that were upgraded from the army in the past two years, but Fan Jianqiang must personally promise that he would never use them in China. Even a single bullet.

Fan Qiangqiang didn't plan to use the arms in his own small world. He wanted the arms so eagerly because he was in other small worlds just in case.

He swore the oath immediately and on the spot.

But he also admitted that he doesn't have that much money. The sum of Huaxia coins and Euros is only a little over 30 billion, and 60 billion is out of reach.

Liu Bogan, the old fox, immediately went downhill, saying that as long as Fan Jianqiang is willing to serve the country and join the dragon group, he only needs to pay one billion yuan, and all the huge batch of weapons can be taken away!

Fan Jianqiang hesitated for a moment, and said, "Old Liu, do you really think that the country can restrain me now? To be honest, it's impossible. However, I have a proposal. It's not impossible to join the dragon group. I want to occupy the same level position as Yang Wuji in the dragon group, that is to say, I can join the dragon group, but I am not controlled by anyone. I am willing to help my motherland, but I will never promise to give anyone If I work for a national unit, I have the right to judge. If I think that what I do is beneficial to the country in the future, I will help without saying anything, but I will never accept my strength as a tool for a small group of people."

Liu Bogan said tut-tsk: "What you said is too exaggerated. The country has given you such huge benefits, but you still... Brat, can't you keep a low profile? After all, what you are facing is the country. "

Fan Qiangqiang smiled and said, "I think even if the Yankee's weapons are obsolete, they will be quite advanced, right?"

Liu Boqian scolded with a smile: "If it were me, I wouldn't pay attention to you."

"German weapons seem to be of better quality, right?"

Liu Bogan said angrily: "Professor Du from the stars also has alien weapons, do you want them?"

Fan Jianqiang stared and said, "You still know this?"

"Keep pace with the times. My granddaughter likes to watch Dou Minjun, and I also watched it intermittently."

"Okay, Mr. Liu, you are hotter than me."

"Don't gossip, didn't you say one day? How soon can you get to Screen City?"

"where?"

"Pingcheng, Jiangbei Province."

"I'm in Omen now, Mr. Liu, you can arrange for me to go to Pingcheng as quickly as possible, right?"

"No problem, two hours, you are at Omen Airport, I will make arrangements, and I will go to Pingcheng myself, but I want to know, what means of transportation do you want to use to transport the goods in the mountainous area of ​​Pingcheng ? Where will it be transported? Can it be done in one day?"

"Don't worry, as long as you take me there, I can do it naturally. Mr. Liu should already know that I am a supernatural being!"

……

A camouflaged military helicopter landed on the secret helipad in the deep mountains of Pingcheng, Jiangbei Province!

At this time, it was already the second day!

Fan Jianqiang estimated the time, and it was only 23 hours before the deadline agreed by Goddess Aya.

What he told Liu Bogan about the time of the day was actually just casually.

The mountainous area of ​​Pingcheng is densely stretched, and a large area is a military restricted area. In such a mountainous area with complex terrain, there are actually a large number of military materials hidden.

On the simple secret apron, a military jeep had already parked there in advance.

Liu Bogan and an officer surnamed Yang about 50 years old got out of the jeep, and Liu Bogan arrived first.

This officer Yang is the highest rank in the barracks, and Lieutenant General Liu Bogan actually came in person, so Officer Yang naturally did not dare to neglect and drove the car himself.

Seeing that Lieutenant General Liu was solemnly welcoming a young man who looked about 20 years old, Officer Yang was stunned.

What is the origin of this young man, so that the dignified in-service general will rush to this stupid place overnight.

In a jeep, they arrived at an air-raid shelter hidden in the mountains in about five to ten minutes.

This air-raid shelter was built during the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union in the last century. Huaxia has never been used, but it has become an arms warehouse.

There are 60 billion arms, and they are all weapons from the 70s and [-]s or even earlier. One can imagine how huge the number must be!

Among the 60 billion arms, there are no armored vehicles, no weapons of the 21st century, none of them are expensive, and there are even a large number of single-shot rifles!Although these original munitions and bullets are well preserved, they are too outdated to be used in modern warfare.

In a word, it is a miracle that these arms from the 70s and [-]s were not shipped out for reprocessing.

Fan Qiangjian judged that the country should be too old to store these antiques in this place, and even some backward armed forces in Africa would not want them, and they did not take them back to the furnace for remanufacturing, probably because of the traffic.

The quantity is huge.

No matter what, Uncle Fan felt that he was like a scrap yard.

He opened the box and looked at it, rolled his eyes strangely, and said unceremoniously to Liu Bogan and the officer surnamed Yang: "Old Liu, that's right, I said that only the weapons that need to be eliminated are fine, but you can't give me such a primitive weapon." Guess what, even if you send these things to the battlefield of the First World War, it may not be much more advanced than the guns at that time, right?"

Liu Bogan's eyes bulged: "Who said that! These are all weapons and ammunition from the middle and late stages of World War II, and they are well preserved. At least one-third of them are firearms from the Cold War period. The weapons of World War I can't compare with these !"

"I feel like I've been teased by Mr. Liu and that one! I'd better contact the United States right away!" Uncle Fan took out his phone directly.

Liu Bogan showed a scheming smile: "Xiao Fan, there is no mobile phone signal in this place."

Fan Jianqiang rolled his eyes strangely, stretched out three fingers, and said decisively: "I will pay up to [-] million! I won't give you a dime more! Whether you can do this business or not is up to you!"

Liu Boqian said brazenly: "One billion is really not that much, boy, you can't go back on your word!"

"You put it here as well. After a few years, it will rust and become scrap iron. You can't sell it for a dime. Even if you sell it as scrap iron, you have to pay a lot of transportation fees for it! I It is estimated that even if you post back, no one will want it!"

Liu Bogan gritted his teeth and said, "Eight hundred million! There can be no less!"

Fan Qiangqiang stretched out three fingers: "I'll treat it as your friend, [-] million, I'll give you [-] million, will you sell it?"

Liu Boqian smiled wrinkled his face, and said: "How about this, you take a step back, and I will take a step back, [-] million, a one-shot price!"

"Too expensive! I'm not a scrap yard! Don't!"

Liu Boqian smiled and said, "[-] million is the reserve price, there is no way less, you boy, don't be so stingy, what is [-] million to you?"

"If you have money, you can't spend it indiscriminately!"

"Okay, okay, do you have time to grind your mouth here with me? Didn't you say you were in a hurry?"

Fan Jianqiang was almost choked to death by this sentence, with a bitter look on his face: "Okay, [-] million is [-] million, and I will support the country's construction, Mr. Liu and Comrade Yang, please stay away, I am about to start. "

Liu Bogan was taken aback: "Do I still need to avoid it?"

"Of course I need to avoid it, Mr. Liu should be able to respect my **, right?"

Liu Bogan very, very much wanted to know how Fan Jianqiang was going to get away with such a large amount of munitions, and he was not willing to go, but Fan Jianqiang insisted, and Liu Bogan couldn't hold him back. After a while, he left the air-raid shelter with Officer Yang resentfully. .