My MCV and Doomsday

Zhang Hua didn't know what Jiang Zhuying was laughing at, but knowing that the other person must be laughing at him, which made him very upset.

A foreign team came to their own site and dragged on, even daring to laugh at the little master, this is the energy of the little master.

This black market, but the world of the Seven Gods, as long as you come here, dragons are entangled, tigers are lying!

If he hadn't thought about Zaijiang Liushi, he would have turned his face, but he is still patient.

At this time, Jiang Liushi asked again, "Do you have any large-scale gun deals here? Are there any variant nuclei for sale?"

He didn't wait to see this Zhang Hua. He felt that the other side's eyes were like snakes, and on the surface they looked respectful. In fact, they had been looking back and forth to look at them, just like looking at their prey.

"Bulk gun trade?" Zhang Hua couldn't help hearing Jiang Liushi's question. A team of five people still wanted to buy guns in large quantities?

How precious is the rifle in this world? Can you afford even if it is sold in large quantities?

He smiled disdainfully, and said angrily: "That is, the Seven Gods Squad has more guns before they sell automatic rifles. This black market has not been open for long. Until now, the Seven Gods Squad has sold two automatic Rifle, several other teams added up and sold a semi-automatic, who would be willing to sell! I do not know how popular it is! "

"That is to say, after the entire black market was formed, three rifles were sold?"

Jiang Liushi understood, and sure enough, in Lanxian County, the number of guns was very limited.

"Why ... feel less?" Zhang Hua became even more unhappy when he heard Jiang Liushi's tone. "Sell less, but there are many guys in his hand. The seven bosses of the Seven Gods Squad are just an automatic rifle! Other teams, There are many more than three guns! "

Zhang Hua proudly said, Jiang Liushi nodded slightly, "That's fine."

Okay?

Zhang Hua frowned. He really lost his patience. "I said, how much mutant animal meat did you bring? This threshold for entering the domestic market requires one ton of mutant animal meat!"

Zhang Hua wondered if he was lighting a candle in vain. Listening to this leading "brain brain", he directly asked if there were any large-scale gun transactions. Is this brain brain, isn't it brain damage?

Large quantities of guns, want to arm an enhanced platoon! Really crazy!

"A ton, yes!"

Jiang Liushi smiled, what a ton of mutant animal meat is.

"Okay." Zhang Hua also believed that Jiang Liushi has so many animal flesh, and this team is also very good. It is nothing to kill a mutant beast.

"Then enter the inner city!" Zhang Hua waved impatiently, pointing to a house in the black city center.

Seeing this house, Jiang Liushi did not immediately move forward: "Can I drive the car over?"

It is not always safe to enter someone else's nest. If there is a base car parked next to it, Jiang Liushi will feel much more at ease.

If it is Jiang Liushi himself, the base car will not be able to drive into the black market, but if there is coordination from the black market management staff and the booths are moved away, they can still drive in.

"Come in?"

Zhang Hua looked at Jiang Liushi like a fool. He really wanted to ask, what kind of onion are you?

He still resisted, and said in a bad temper: "Only the seven big men of the Seven Gods Squad are qualified to drive in. They are rich in loot and need to transport large tonnage mutant beast meat! Three or four ton mutant beasts have seen it. No?"

Zhang Hua snorted. He was certain that Jiang Liushi had never seen it. He was just a brain, and usually stayed in the base. Jiang Zhuying touched it, but he could see it a little bit. Beast, it's terrible.

"Three or four tons?" Jiang Liushi smiled. Ten tons of the first mutant wild boar solved by himself were almost ready. "Isn't three or four tons just buying a gun? Shaving fur and bones, maybe it's not enough. "

According to the sky-high price of this black market, mutated beasts of three or four tons cannot really buy a gun without counting the crystal core.

Zhang Hua's eyes glared and he fell into a trough.

Three or four tons of mutant beasts are not in the eyes, and the automatic rifle does not care. It is only a gun. It is light. In the last days, the lives of a hundred ordinary people may not be better than a gun. If you do n’t, An ordinary person?

"It's boring to brag. If you look down on the gun so much, you still come to our black market?"

Before Jiang Liushi asked the price of the gun, Zhang Hua naturally thought that Jiang Liushi had bought a gun.

Jiang Liushi didn't speak, and it was boring to talk to this Hua, he was a errand and could not clap.

And just then ...

"drop--!"

The truck's harsh whistle sounded, and a Zaka truck drove in from outside the black market. Although it slowed down, it passed along the road, and the stalls nearby were all flying.

Jiang Liushi has also seen driving in the bazaar before, passing through a bazaar.

But now, the speed of this card is too fast, people exclaimed to avoid, some people fell to the ground because they were in a hurry.

Zhang Hua's eyes brightened when he saw this Zhongka.

"It's Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan is here too, haha!"

The so-called Boss Yuan is the handle of a survivor squad. His car is this modified medium-sized truck that Zhang Hua recognizes at a glance.

This Boss Yuan is also a top power, and his abilities seem to be particularly good at hunting mutant beasts. This makes Yuan Boss extraordinarily rich, and he is the master of the black market.

Of course, from the perspective of Jiang Liushi, the so-called "top abilities" are also first-level abilities.

"Haha, Boss Yuan has got another harvest!"

Zhang Hua looked at the dump of Zhongka, and saw a dead mutant beast with black hair and blood all over his body, as well as blood flowing out constantly, passing the market, and the ground of the market was much red.

"Boss Yuan!"

Zhang Hua shouted the briefing, greeted him, nodded his head and greeted Boss Yuan.

Boss Yuan pushed the car door. He is a middle-aged man with a beer belly. He is not tall, his face is full of meat, and he wears a large gold chain with a pinkie on his neck. It seems to be an upstart before the last days.

Behind Boss Yuan, there were also several off-road vehicles, the doors of which opened one after another, and a group of younger brothers of Boss Yuan jumped out of the car carrying guns.

"Boss Yuan is getting rich again!"

Zhang Hua greeted with a smile on his face, but looking at the younger brother beside Yuan Yuan, he was not too close to go forward: "This time, Yuan Yuan came for the Seven Gods Boss to hold a trade fair. Mutant beasts, four tons? "

Boss Yuan took a look at Zhang Hua, ordered a cigar, and began to spray clouds and fog.

Jiang Liushi also came over, this Yuan boss is also a tadpole, this is all eschatological, there is nowhere to pick up his cigarette butt, he can still have a cigar.

However, Jiang Liushi can see that this cigar from Boss Yuan should have been smoked before. The cigar is no longer than a cigarette. It can be smoked for a long time. It is not a problem for an hour. Pump.

This seems to be the case with Boss Yuan. The main role of this cigar is to pretend to be a cigar. It will be smoked only when it is in the public. Do you usually smoke this stuff? forget it! Now in the last days, there are no cigars at all.

"Why did this guy come in by car?"

(The bear continues to ask for recommendation tickets ~~~)