My Legendary Years

It's more than three in the afternoon.

The back door of a black market trading market in H city.

Wei Yiwen and Tian Ming stood in the alley, smoking and chatting.

"When will the people across the street come?" Wei Yiwen asked, looking at Tian Ming with cigarette butts.

Tian Ming looked up at his mobile phone, then threw away his cigarette butts, looked at the distance and said, "it should be almost, almost..."

"Ye is going to work hard this time. This is..."

"Hehe!!"

Tian Ming smiled and didn't speak.

"Didi!"

At this time, the high beam at the end of the alley lights up, and Tian Ming and Wei Yiwen look up at the same time.

Two long and two short!!

"Coming..."

Tian Ming shouted at Wei Yiwen, and then ran directly to the intersection of the alley.

"Creak!!"

A dilapidated Wuling Hongguang stopped at Tian Ming's side very rudely. The middle-aged co pilot lowered the window, looked at Tian Ming and asked, "surname Tian

"It's me!!" Tian Ming nodded slightly.

"Get in the car!!" the middle-aged man shouted very succinctly, and then opened the door directly.

Wei Yiwen and Tian Ming looked at each other, and then stepped on Wuling Hongguang.

……

Inside the car.

"Ten thousand one, a total of twenty, thirty boxes of bullets for free..." after getting on the bus, the middle-aged man turned back and said to Tian Ming.

"Twenty is not enough. How many can you have at most?" Tian Ming asked with a pursed lips.

"Brother, if you fight, you still need to build an army? Twenty are not fucking enough?" a younger young man next to Tian Ming stared at beads and asked.

“……”

Tian Ming turned and looked at the young man. He didn't speak.

"I'll call you and ask..."

The middle-aged man hesitated, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone.

"By the way, ask how to calculate the money for bullets. Thirty boxes are not enough..." Tian Ming added.

“……”

The middle-aged man is a little speechless.

"Hello? Brother, ask us how much we can get at most? Twenty is not enough. They say... Ah, I know... I see!! ok..."

After putting down his mobile phone, the middle-aged man looked at Tian Ming, and then whispered, "the pistol is gone. There are five Uzi, one for 50000!!"

"Fifty thousand is expensive. I'll take five hundred thousand..." Tian Ming bargained very professionally.

"Big brother, fifty thousand is really not expensive. I also work for the people above!!" the middle-aged man looked embarrassed.

"Do you know who I am?" Tian Ming asked with narrowed eyes.

"Who?" the middle-aged man was stunned.

"Tian Ming!!"

“……”

The middle-aged man looked at Tian Ming and was speechless. After being silent for a while, he whispered, "nine out of ten say they are Tian Ming!"

"Ha ha!!"

Wei Yiwen laughed, then patted Tian Ming on the shoulder, turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Uzi, the American gun shop is two thousand dollars. Counting the middle cost, you know how many stitches there are. You can go home for the new year after selling 25000 pieces..."

"..." the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "OK, I'll open for the New Year!!"

"Where's the bullet?" Tian Ming asked.

"I'll bring you five boxes of bullets. We have so many here..."

"OK!!"

Tian Ming nodded.

"You wait here, I'll go back and get something!!"

……

Half an hour later, Tian Ming and Wei Yiwen went to Wuling Hongguang again.

"I brought you three more boxes of bullets..."

The middle-aged man reached out and handed Tian Ming a large travel bag.

"Thanks!!"

Tian Ming nodded and reached for the bag. Wei Yiwen threw a canvas bag full of cash to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took out a few banknotes, then took an electric light with the simplest banknote detector, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"ZLA!"

Tian Ming opened his travel bag, took a simple look, then weighed the weight and nodded at Wei Yiwen.

"Gone..."

With these words, Tian Ming and Wei Yiwen directly pulled open the door and got out of the car.

"Buzz!"

Wuling Hongguang started fast.

"Brother, what do you say these people do?"

After Wei Yiwen and others got off, the young man sitting behind looked at the middle-aged man above the co pilot and asked.

"I don't fucking know, but I think it's a fucking pity not to blow up Pearl Harbor. Twenty pistols are too few. I've seen such a cow for the first time..."

The middle-aged man looked at the cash in the canvas bag and replied happily.

"Did you say who was Tian Ming just now?" the young man then asked.

"..." the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then quickly looked at the driver.

"What's the matter?"

Asked the driver.

"Hurry up!! if that man is Tian Ming, he must get his mother back!!" the middle-aged man shouted anxiously.

"No, are you scared like this B?" the driver smiled indifferently.

"You know a JB, it's because people who have seen Tian Ming are fucking dead..." the middle-aged man scolded with a big mouth, and then urged the driver: "hurry up..."

"Ha ha..."

The driver smiled and then stepped up the gas.

……

Five in the evening.

In a park in H city.

Tian Ming is sitting alone on the park bench with a file bag.

Because it's winter now, and it's only a few days after the new year, there are few people in the park. Tian Ming is very lonely alone.

Tian Ming waited for more than half an hour. A man in a black tunic appeared in front of him.

"Brother Tian!!"

The middle-aged man smiled at Tian Minghan.

"Coming..."

Tian Ming patted the snow on his legs and walked to the middle-aged man.

"I just talked to my daughter. I'm late..."

The middle-aged man scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed.

"It's all right, say one less..."

Tian Ming patted the man on the shoulder and handed over the file bag containing pistols and data.

The middle-aged man took the file bag and wrapped it in his coat. Then he looked at Tian Ming and asked, "is there anything else?"

"Take this..." Tian Ming reached out and took out a bank card.

"I can't take the money until the work is finished..." the middle-aged man scratched his head without reaching out.

"It's all yours!"

"There are rules. I can't take it. If there's nothing wrong, I'll go..."

Tian Ming's right hand trembled in the air, then smiled and took back the Le bank card, waved to the middle-aged man, and whispered, "let's go..."

"Hmm!!"

The middle-aged man nodded heavily, and then disappeared into Tian Ming's sight under the heavy snow.

“……”

Tian Ming looked at the back of the middle-aged man. Inadvertently, his eyes were wet