The Infinite Plunder of the Movie World

"Enough, let him go!" Lance's cousin Johnny just didn't react for a while. When he squeezed past the passers-by and came here, his cousin looked like he was dying, and shouted loudly. , Johnny is going to grab Ling Mo's shoulder.

Ling Mo seemed to see what was going on behind him. When Johnny was about to grab him, his body slightly deflected to avoid Johnny's hand. Then he raised his right hand like lightning and grabbed Johnny's wrist. Johnny's body had to lean forward, and at the same time, his left arm slammed back completely, and a clean elbow hit Johnny's ribs.

He let go of Johnny's wrist. Johnny, who suffered a heavy blow to his ribs, stumbled out and went out. At this time, Lance, who was beside Ling Mo, seemed to be a little more awake. He took out a dagger and was about to stab Ling Mo.

"Ha!" Ling Mo's eyes froze at the sight of Lance's movements, and he grabbed Lance's dagger with a split hand, letting the dagger flip between him flexibly, and then swiped across the back of Lance's hand.

It was a random knife, and the wound didn't seem to be very serious, but Ling Mo knew what effect the knife had caused. His knife directly cut off the ligament of Lance's right hand. Even if it was connected, Ling Mo could assert that Lan S's hand is broken.

"Asshole, bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Everything just happened between lightning and flint, and Johnny on the other side hadn't seen Lance's hand being abolished by Ling Mo, and the fragile ribs appeared unbearable under Ling Mo's merciless elbow. The pain caused Johnny to wonder if his rib was broken.

Continuing to say a series of words beginning with F, Johnny removed his shirt and took out a pistol from his pocket.

Before the pistol was fully raised, a cold light flashed, and the dagger that was originally in Ling Mo's hand suddenly flew out, pierced into the back of his hand in the blink of an eye, the sharp dagger passed through the gap between the bones of the hand, and in an instant Johnny's palm penetrates!

With a click, the pistol fell to the ground, and as soon as Johnny let out a whimper, he was kicked to the ground by Ling Mo.

Lifting his foot and stepping on Johnny's face, so that his mind and the ground were tightly attached to the ground, Ling Mo looked down at Johnny and said softly, "Johnny, right? Next time teach your brother to speak well, Also, your speed is too slow."

After all, Ling Mo kicked Johnny in the face again, knocking him out.

In just a few seconds, the two brothers, Johnny and Lance, who were so fearful of everyone, were already lying on the ground, but Ling Mo had nothing to do, and the onlookers looked at Ling Mo with a lot of eyes. With some awe, the worship in Mia's eyes is about to become real.

Chapter Eighteen

After the second day, both Ling Mo and Mia started their busy work. The first was to sell the new car they got last night, so that Ling Mo got a good profit.

Most of the money was put away by Mia, and the rest of Ling Mo was all smashed on Mia's car. If you want to make Mia's car surpass Dominica in performance in a short time, then the best way Just throwing money at it, I have to say that this method is simple and effective.

After getting this amount of money, Ling Mo couldn't help but sigh that the money was so fast. By the way, he once again had the idea of ​​participating in the underground racing at night. The usual race may not be very good, but if there are still idiots who make bets with him on the car? ?

Then, when the underground drag racing competition was organized again at night, Ling Mo found out that such idiots really appeared.

"How is this possible, he rebuilt the car!?" The bald head who was refereeing them yesterday couldn't help but exclaimed when he looked at the black car that had left his opponent behind from the beginning.

As if it was the best response to his surprise, Ling Mo's car accelerated again, and the red Ford car behind him chased after him. It's a desperate gap.

"Isn't this kid saying that he can't drive at all, what does he mean by not being able to drive?" Looking at the Chevrolet slowly returning to the starting point, Dominic said angrily.

He already knew what happened last night, so after learning that Ling Mo would come tonight, he came to watch Ling Mo's game, and found that this guy was definitely lying to himself.Can't drive, are you a liar?Dominic is absolutely certain that there are almost no better skills than him on the scene!

Although he is still confident in his technology and car, Dominic has to be a little more serious when he sees this. If he doesn't take it seriously when he competes with Ling Mo, he will lose.

Many people realized through yesterday's race that Ling Mo's skills are terrible, and he is very good at taking advantage of corners. The only shortcoming is the performance of the car itself.So tonight, someone who was not afraid of death wanted to take advantage of this flaw and took the initiative to challenge Ling Mo to a short-distance race.

"My car is yours." At the beginning, amid countless cheers, the owner of the Ford car handed over the car keys to Ling Mo.

Originally, if he won, all the cheers would be his own, so he took the initiative to challenge the competition based on the performance of his car, but he never thought that Ling Mo had just undergone another internal upgrade to Chevrolet in the daytime. The perceived advantage suddenly ceased to exist.

Not only can there be no way to win the cheers, but the unlucky guy has to hand over his car and leave here in disarray.

With what happened yesterday, I believe that no one will dare to deny the account after losing. After all, many people have heard that Johnny and Lance are still lying in the hospital, not to mention their hands, Johnny was Broken a rib, Lance suffered a concussion, and I heard he hasn't woken up yet.

With such a deterrent, who would dare to deny it?Even, in the eyes of these people, Ling Mo's deterrent power to them has faintly surpassed Dominica's.

Routine operation, the next day Ling Mo immediately asked Mia to help dispose of the newly bought Ford, so it was another advance.

The money for the two cars is not only enough for Ling Mo to complete the final modification of the Chevrolet, but also allows Ling Mo to buy a batch of firearms that he has long admired through the black market.

Twice in a row this kind of thing, the party of the underground racing party has been marked by Ling Mo as "the people are stupid and have a lot of money". This kind of party is simply his ATM!

It's a pity that when Ling Mo, who has earned the sweetness, came to the party of the underground racing party for the third time, no one was willing to bet with him on the car.

"Hey, this time it's not just the car, I can add an extra $[*] as a bet!" Standing among the cars, beautiful women and a kind of drag racing party, Ling Mo waved the banknotes in an attempt to attract a few more idiots. However, no one responded to him at all.

With a sigh, Ling Mo put the banknotes into Mia's pocket, and sighed, "Life is really lonely | Lonely like snow."

Chapter [*] Melee Weapons

Now Ling Mo's feeling is that he suddenly broke into a world of firearms.

This is an underground space that is definitely far more than [*] square meters. It is like a supermarket. The room is filled with rows of shelves. The shelves are not commodities, only various weapons.

Pistols, submachine guns, rifles, grenades, etc. What's more, Ling Mo also saw the existence of a bazooka, and there were many things that Ling Mo couldn't even name.

In addition to firearms, there are also a large number of bullets, which are packed in neatly stacked boxes.

"Do you think I only have guns here, no no no", Frank proudly introduced to Ling Mo: "In addition to offensive weapons, I also have all kinds of tactical equipment you need, communication devices, body armor, night Vision, all kinds of cold weapons, and a lot of gadgets."

"Now you can choose at will. As a reminder, since you can find me, you must already know that the things I have here are not cheap."

Ling Mo said silently in his heart: "It's not just cheap, it's just a representative of cheating people."

But even though he thought so, Ling Mo didn't care. Frank's things are really expensive, but just seeing the variety of weapons in Frank's place, Ling Mo understood why Frank had such confidence. It's very simple. With him here, you can't buy a lot of things at all!

Ling Mo originally thought that it was just like Johnny's group, holding some pistols and submachine guns in the underground forces here, but it was not bad, but after reading Frank's arsenal, I realized that Johnny's group's Equipment is purely a joke.

Ling Mo didn't come to visit. He took the lead in walking to the row of pistols. The pistol to be used was decided from the beginning. Ling Mo directly took out an HKP30 pistol from the row of pistols. The magazine was empty. Yes, Ling Mo pulled the pistol slide, then pulled the trigger.There was a crisp sound from the pistol, and Ling Mo said with satisfaction: "Maintenance|maintenance|It's good."

Frank said: "HKP30 pistol, Heckler & Koch design and production, semi-automatic pistol, 9mm caliber detachable double-column magazine capacity of 15 rounds, and .40SW caliber 13 rounds."

Ling Mo said to Frank, "Give me two, ten spare magazines, and five hundred rounds of [*]mm bullets."

When Frank saw Ling Mo skillfully dismantle the pistol in his hand, he knew that he had met an expert this time.

"Oh?" Ling Mo looked at Frank and asked, "Do you have any recommendations?"

Frank picked up a slightly smaller pistol from the rack and said, "The Glock 26, the pocket-sized version of the Glock series, fires 9mm Para rounds, which are twelve or ten rounds because of the grip. .Inheriting Glock's usual style, the shape is flat, you don't need to worry about being hung on your clothes when you pull it out, which is very suitable for emergency use."

Frank's suggestion is very reasonable. Once facing the enemy and the gun in his hand has no bullets, it is better to use a spare pistol no matter how quickly you change the bullet. It can be said that this thing is used to save lives.

Ling Mo nodded and said, "Get me two more ten-round spare magazines."

Now that he's here, Ling Mo is ready to prepare all the weapons he needs. Although he still doesn't know what the next world will be, it's always good to be more prepared.

The first is the melee weapon. After identifying the three pistols, Ling Mo chose a tactical knife from Frank. It was thirty centimeters long. The optimal length of a tactical knife was enough to kill with one blow!

Then there is the shotgun. For Ling Mo, the pistol wins with precision in melee combat, while the shotgun provides enough power.

As for the choice of shotgun, Frank also does not need to introduce it. Ling Mo directly chose a Bernelli M4 Super 90 shotgun, a standard combat shotgun, which fires 12-caliber shotguns. In addition to its reliable performance and decent power, one of the most important reasons is that Ling Mo thinks that this kind of shotgun with a matte surface is very beautiful. Well, appearance is justice.

Whether it was through the study of Brian's skills before or the materials he mastered later, Ling Mo became very familiar with these weapons. It was obviously the first time that he had truly mastered these weapons, but even in the eyes of an arms dealer like Frank , Ling Mo is also an out-and-out expert.

Skillfully disassembling and inspecting the shotgun, Ling Mo said, "Prepare me a hundred rounds of shotguns."

Frank shrugged. He really couldn't understand why Ling Mo always asked for so much ammunition at one time. Is he going to fight?

Despite his doubts in his heart, Frank would not have a hard time with money. As long as he gave money, it didn't matter what Ling Mo did.

"What ammunition do you want?"

"Fifty rounds of deer bullets," Ling Mo squinted his eyes and continued, "There are still fifty rounds of single-headed bullets."

Hearing that Ling Mo wanted a single-headed bullet, Frank couldn't help being stunned for a moment. There was no reason to refuse, but he still suggested: "It's better not to use a single-headed bullet, otherwise, it would be really cruel."

Chapter [*] How is it possible

Frank said that it is not unreasonable to use a single-headed bullet to be too cruel. One very simple reason is that the power of this bullet is too great!

Ling Mo chose two kinds of ammunition for the shotgun. The first is the deer bullet. As the name suggests, this kind of ammunition is suitable for the prey when hunting. A large number of round lead bullets are loaded inside. At close range, the deer bullet has a larger attack range. The projectile shot out is an evacuation surface.

Shotguns usually use this type of ammo, which is why they are nicknamed the gun.

In close combat, the use of deer bullets is very effective, one shot is down, and even the refills are saved, and because of the attack range, it is also very good for close-range fire suppression.

The single-headed bullet has only one projectile inside.

How powerful is this kind of ammunition? Simply put, one shot is enough to shatter a human body!

And this kind of ammunition is generally used to hunt big | elephant | or rhinoceros, even these two strong creatures, one shot is enough to kill easily.

Not to mention the unprotected human body, even wearing a bulletproof vest can not stop the attack of the one-headed bullet. After this heavy projectile hits the body, it can easily punch a cavity, which looks like it has been hit. Part | The bit exploded directly!

Using this kind of ammunition, you don't need to care whether it hits the fatal part or not. As long as it hits the target, it can be said to be dead, and even the complete body cannot be left.

After seeing Ling Mo's previous selection of firearms, Frank knew that Ling Mo did not intend to hunt, so he suggested that he try not to use one-headed bullets. Using this thing to hit people is not a battle, but pure slaughter!

What Ling Mo thought was not complicated. He mainly liked the power of the No. [*] one-headed bullet. In his opinion, since it is the movie world, then the ghost knows that there will be monsters in the movie world that are not present in reality. .If his enemies are only humans, then a pistol is enough to solve the problem, but what if his enemies are monsters?

What's more, even if you don't encounter any monsters, the [*]-caliber single-headed bullet can also be used against targets wearing body armor.

After melee weapons, today's highlight is the rifle!

The main business is selling arms, but Frank's camouflage is still a real shooting range. With the rifle that Frank recommended, Ling Mo came to the shooting range.

Among the firearm skills that Brian has mastered, the main thing is the use of pistols. Although there is a part about rifles, he is not good at it.

Since he wanted to use a rifle, Ling Mo happened to use Frank's shooting range to shoot live ammunition. Of course, all the bullets Ling Mo fired here had to pay extra.

Frank seemed to be very leisurely today, and when he heard that Ling Mo was going to use the shooting range here, he took the initiative to ask for help.

"Good gunmen are always fed with bullets. You may not be used to this gun. Every gun has its own temper. Let's start with the [*]-meter target." Frank held the binoculars and saw Ling Mo was Looking at the ballistic data there, he said with a smile.

After loading the magazine and loading, Ling Mo raised his rifle and aimed at a target [*] meters away. After a short pause, he fired a burst.

"It should be a bit windy today." Frank said, looking at the target in the distance with his binoculars. He could clearly see that Ling Mo's bullet hit the edge of the target.The [*]-meter score, um, so-so, at least hit it, right?

Ling Mo didn't say anything, the second shot, the result was still not very good.

Frank also thought silently in his heart, it seems that Ling Mo is not good at using a rifle, but ah, thinking that Ling Mo is now using a rifle provided by himself, just want to comfort a few words, Ling Mo shoots for the third time, Frank's words Zi stuck in his throat, his eyes widened subconsciously, hitting the bullseye!

As if the first two shots were just Ling Mo's misoperation, then Ling Mo fired again and again, each shot hitting the bull's-eye with precision.

"Try to hit the [*]-meter target," Frank said suddenly.

With a sigh, Ling Mo didn't say much. He glanced at the target [*] meters away, aimed, fired, and the first shot hit the bull's-eye!

"Three hundred meters!" Frank said incredulously.

With a smile, Ling Mo aimed at the target [*] meters away. This time, he paused a little longer before shooting. The gun rang and hit the target, but the result was not satisfactory.

Ling Mo put down the gun, picked up the binoculars and looked at it for a while, then raised the rifle again. With the sound of gunfire, a white spot instantly appeared in the center of the target three hundred meters away!

Then it was almost time for Ling Mo's performance. He shot all the remaining bullets in the magazine at the [*]-meter target, and every shot hit the target, and Frank noticed that the speed of Ling Mo's shooting was getting faster and faster. Come faster.

"How is this possible!" Frank said sternly, looking at Ling Mo who was removing the magazine, and looked at the rifle he provided in disbelief. You know, just now Ling Mo didn't have a scope at all, he was using it completely. The way of mechanical aiming is shooting!

At [*] meters, at the shooter's point of view, the sight of the mechanical sight is larger than the half-length target. If it can still hit continuously, it is enough to be called a sharpshooter.And if you want to hit at [*] meters without the aid of sights, you can only pray for luck!

But Ling Mo did it. Except for the first shot, all the [*]-meter targets hit the bullseye!