I'm a pirate

"What principle?"

"Don't buy the best, only the most expensive!"

"Huh?" The clerk froze for a moment.

"Is that a bad principle?"

"Of course it's good, of course it's good, it's only good if the whole world is a customer like you, adult." The shopkeeper smiled and thought, if you serve well today, wouldn't you be rich if you made the sale?

"Then why don't you go and show me the most expensive sniper in your shop?"

"All right, all right, this lord go have a drink in the shop's booth, wait a moment, I'll be right back."

"Okay."

After a while, Carlos was sitting on the soft couch trying out coffee, the rather expensive kind.

Well, some of it wasn't quite right, it didn't feel as good as the bagged Nestle sold in the supermarket in his previous life, so he'd better try to drink tea from now on, it was more to his taste and healthier.

At this time, the shopkeeper who guided him in finally returned, and brought with him a man with a suit and collar, wearing golden glasses, who looked like a character within the store manager.

"This gentleman, this is the most expensive sniper rifle we have in the shop, how about you take a look?"

My lord? Sir?

It doesn't matter how messed up the name of this shop is, maybe it's the status.

"Are you the person in charge of this shop?"

"Well, yes, sir."

Carlos nodded, and then his eyes were drawn to the gun in the box that the clerk opened, men, well, usually love knives and swords and guns and cars and so on.

This gun had two colors, black and red, mainly black, with a long, black body, with a weird blood red pattern engraved on it, in the shape of a cloud, it looked quite evil!

As for the style being almost too much like the original Blackbeard Bandits' sniper named Van Ocka, the snipers of the Pirate King world aren't as techy as Earth's, but it's pretty buggy!

Carlos remembered the original Van Ocka's sniper rifle that seemed to be called the "Thousand Lu" had a shooting range of several kilometers, like five kilometers, and shot down a seagull.

The marksmanship was unquestionable, and the shooting distance alone was excessive.

Although that gun of his was a famous gun, the firing distance was also in the perverse.

"By the way, it's been so long and I still don't know sir's name, so rude."

"Forget the name, we won't cross paths in the future anyway, what's the name of this gun?"

"Blood Night!"

"Blood Night, Blood Night, nice name, I'll take this gun, name your price."

"Sir, this gun is our shop's treasure."

"Got, got, got."

"Less routine, more heart, you don't tell me stories or anything simply direct, how much, the offer is not finished?"

"Well, one or two million."

"Yes."

Carlos price didn't even speak directly agreed, for like things he is not stingy, this sniper quite fit his eyes, it doesn't matter if it's expensive or cheap, a word, buy!

Seeing that Carlos promised so readily, the person in charge of the suit and collar, gold wire glasses, a pair of successful high-end people suddenly regretted, should have known to raise the level up again, so promised so readily, must like this gun, and is not bad money Lord.

Shouted out, it is not advisable to go back on your word, you can slaughter people, but don't treat people as if they have no temper, there is not much good that comes from entering a gun shop.

"Get me another fifty rounds of ammunition."

Carlos figured that he was going to do a good job, he would only need one bullet, too many would not be good to carry.

"Fifty rounds of ammunition? That's a gift for you, sir."

"I wasn't going to pay for bullets, and taking care of such a big business as yours, shouldn't I give some bullets away?"

"That, that, sir will be done in a minute."

"Well, hurry up, I can't wait to try the gun."

"Yes, yes."

A few minutes later, Carlos paid out with his black and gold card, the gun in a black wooden gun case on his back, and rather happily stepped out into the street and disappeared into the crowd.

After a few more minutes, Carlos had the feeling that someone was following him behind him, his white eyes hidden under his sunglasses opened and scanned around, and sure enough developed several people who were not right, some of them quite familiar.

"Oh my Kam, this John family is dirty."

"Count yourselves lucky, can't wait to try the gun today, or I'd have to kill you, bye bye."

Carlos quickened his pace and increased his speed so much that he soon lost the people he was following and disappeared into the crowd.

After getting rid of the tracker, Carlos went to buy a tent, food and other living items and left the busy city, preparing to go to Margolin Island to find a remote place to try the gun, familiar, familiar with the gun.

Three days later, a surprise was quietly given to the John family, and quite a bit of information was obtained from John Dilton's mind, the most important one being the arrival of a very important person to the John family on the morning of three days later.

The most important one was the arrival of a very important person to the John family in the morning three days later. This big person came to the John family in private, as if he had something important to discuss with John Abad.

This person was a collaborator and patron of the John family, a high official in the world government, and the two sides made all kinds of shady deals. And still have the heart to bother him?

Even if the mafia didn't move the hand, it's still responsible if something happens in its actual sphere of influence, and then hey will be absolutely self-conscious when the time comes!

Not to mention, the death of a senior government official here and all kinds of investigations by the world government would be enough for the John family!

Although a person of this level is definitely not easy to snipe, even if he comes in private, but there is always a chance, Carlos does not believe that there is no chance, the security is foolproof.

Chapter 26: Precision Sniping!

In the middle of the forest on the edge of Margolin Island, Carlos was lying on a rough white stone, holding a black and red sniper rifle in his hand, his pupils had already changed into white eyes and a pair of eyes, one left and one right, aiming condescendingly at a cobra that was feeding among the bushes three kilometers away.

Carlos was breathing slowly and steadily, staring at the unaware cobra in his black and white vision, the triple hooked jade writhe in his right eye slowly rotating, calculating, anticipating the cobra's trajectory as well as the wind speed, the bullet's flight speed and other factors.

Bang!

A dull gunshot, a black projectile sprayed out from the blazing chamber, slicing through the emptiness, finding an optimal trajectory through the irregular, dense forest, which fat cobra unknowingly swam forward directly into the bullet, and the next moment the entire head exploded directly into pieces, and a hugely thick tree behind it was pierced straight through!

"Tsk tsk, although not necessarily the most expensive is the best, but it's true that every penny counts, the power, the range are all very powerful!"

The Blood Night is a truly excellent sniper rifle, with an effective range of five kilometers and a best range of three kilometers to three and a half kilometers, and thanks to the white eye and the write-off, the gun's effective range in Carlos' hands could have been improved a bit more.