So Pure, So Flirtatious

The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-six chapters of Yang Dashen

"Pneumatic armor?" Liu Ye could not help but swear: "I said, Yang Ming, do not use such a large array of squad? Ordinary firearms should be no problem, but armor-piercing, I am afraid enough ..."

"Oh? Fat people can't get it?" Yang Ming asked.

"General guns are easy to buy in Las Vegas, but the heavy-killing and inhuman weapons of armor-piercing bullets are hard to buy in the civilian market, and the black market is not necessarily sold..." Liu Ye explained; The management of firearms here is not strict, but it will not let heavy weapons run rampant. After all, it is a big deal for local law and order!"

"Well, then I think of a way." Yang Ming nodded, but it was not too unexpected. Liu Ye said that it is right. Although the management of firearms in the United States is not very strict, he did not see who is holding a rocket launcher or a piercing projectile. Hit the street.

"Yang Ming, do you want to use the armor-piercing projectile to deal with the guy?" Liu Ye also guessed what Yang Ming meant.

"Well, I am afraid that is the only way." Yang Ming said.

"I hope it will work! But this time we have made such a big battle, we are afraid that we will be stared at by fbi. I am afraid I can't return to China from normal channels..." Liu Ye said with some concern.

"Oh..." Yang Ming smiled and said: "Nothing, give it to me."

After Yang Ming took the road to the killer, he was not afraid of anyone. Under the environment of North Africa, he could safely get out of trouble, let alone here.

Liu Ye nodded and no doubt. Yang Ming was called the trump card of the special service group. Naturally, he had his extraordinary personality, just like he was the trump card of the field team. I will not speak big words at will, and Yang Ming will not.

"Hey, what about Batton? I am Yang Ming." Yang Ming called Patton again.

"Mr. Yang, what do you have to tell?" Barton picked up the phone with respect and respect.

"I can't talk about it, you can find me a call from the old party Lange of the Speeding Party." Yang Ming said. Although Batton belongs to the gangster family of the Douglas family, it can be said that if you have any weapons in the town of Airo, but here is Las Vegas, the Douglas family only operates the hotel industry here, and there is no The development of the gang's cause, so it is impossible for Butter to get these weapons. Yang Ming simply did not think about him.

It is better to go directly to the Lange family's speeding party. They are the three big gangs in the area... Now it is one of the two gangs. The guns that get armor-piercing should be a trivial matter.

"Wait a minute... Mr. Yang, the old Lange's phone number is 00xxxxxxx," Battton reported a string of numbers, and then to Yang Mingdao: "Mr. Yang, what else is it?"

"It's okay, first." Yang Ming hung up the phone of Button and dialed directly to his number.

Old Lange is planning the future of the gang in the ward and his son, Lang Lange. Although the small Lange was abolished, it is not sad at the moment. The speeding party can develop to an unprecedented height, which is exciting and expecting. of.

The phone ringing thought, interrupted the conversation between the two, the old Lange frowned, picked up the phone, looked at it, did not want to answer, but saw a strange number, the heart did not come to a tight.

These two days are an eventful autumn. The old Lange did not dare to care about it. So he picked up the phone and hesitated. "Hello, I am the old Lange. Which one are you looking for?"

"I am Yang Ming." Yang Ming is not nonsense: "Old Lange, where are you?"

"Ah!" Old Lange heard Yang Ming’s voice suddenly, and he was really lucky. He lost the call, otherwise who knows if he will anger this big devil again, let My own flying party is instantly finished?

"Mr. Yang, hello, I am in the hospital. Is there anything I can do?" The old Lange’s body also stood up from the bed and maintained a very respectful posture. In his opinion, Yang Ming is Everything is omnipotent, maybe Yang Ming is near here, you can know his current attitude!

Therefore, the old Lange did not dare to have a slight scorn. His current posture is like a small ants talking to the owner.

"Give me a heavy sniper, some armor-piercing bullets, and use them urgently." Yang Ming said: "No problem?"

"No problem, Mr. Yang, when do you want me,"... Old Lange even promised to go down, this is not a difficult thing at all, heavy slamming is difficult for ordinary people to get, but for the old Lange The gang leader is naturally a trivial matter, and there are more than ten gangs in the gang.

"I am at the door of the Douglas Hotel, a black Passat, the car number is xxx-xxx, you can send it directly to the car." Yang Ming said.

"Okay, I will do it right away." Although the old Lange did not know what Yang Ming wanted to slam, he seemed to him that Yang Ming wanted to kill, but it was an idea that could be completed. There is no need to use any firearms. .

However, that is the meaning of Yang Dashen. The thoughts and intentions of the Great God are what others can speculate? Maybe Yang Dashen wants to hit the plane with heavy smashing. I don’t know what it is, anyway, what the gods say, there is absolutely nothing wrong with doing it yourself!

Thinking of this, the old Lange is ready to go through this matter, although he can also tell others to do it, but can it be the same? I personally do it to let Yang Dashen know how much he values ​​this matter!

"Father, is Mr. Yang calling?" Little Lange and other old Lange hang up the phone and asked quickly.

"It is Yang Dashen! Remember, we will say it privately in the future, and we must call Yang Dashen! Yang Dashen is omnipotent, we must always have a revered attitude! Can't have a trace of embarrassment!" Old Lange corrected Road.

"Yes, father, I am wrong!" Little Lange nodded quickly. "You are right, he is omnipotent, so we have to call him Yang Dashen!"

"Well, this is right!" Old Lange nodded with satisfaction: "Yang Dashen asked me to get a heavy sniper, and some armor-piercing bullets, I will go get it now, you have a good rest in the hospital! Near this ward They are all people of our speeding party. If there is something, they will tell them to do it!"

"Do not worry, father, I am not a child, you are going to deal with the things that Yang Dashen explained!" Xiaolange waved his hand in anxiously, indicating that his father had to go quickly, not to delay the time.

When the old Lange was pleased with his son's sensibility, he naturally did not dare to neglect and quickly went out of the ward. At the same time, he also called the people who managed the warehouse of the Speeding Party to let them prepare for heavy sniping and armor-piercing. Yang Ming wanted to do it. Naturally, he would not be ready to prepare a handle. He had to prepare two handles, one of which was used for spare time, in case he needed it.