Super Special Forces King

Chapter 739 Buying Weapons (Part II)

739、

"Mr. Kuchel, waiting inside," the young man said.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Feng frowned inadvertently, and instantly returned to his usual expression, nodding slightly.

The young man opened the door and stepped in.

Zhang Feng put one hand in his pocket and followed leisurely.

In the room, a big bald man was sitting on the sofa, with several weapons on the coffee table in front of him.

It can be seen everywhere on the black market, and it is also the highest-selling AK-47. There is also the M4A1 currently installed in the United States.

The pistol has a large caliber, unstable, but powerful Desert Eagle. There are also ups pistols made in Germany with higher stability. Zhang Feng even saw the Black Star of China, which is Type 54, but it seems to be a fake.

Some of them are finished firearms, and some are scattered parts that have been dismantled.

There were five or six big guns standing around, all with vicious expressions, glaring at Zhang Feng coldly.

The young man walked behind the bald man and murmured a few words in his ear.

The bald man nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Feng, and said in a cold voice, "Is it because you want to buy weapons? Is the money belt enough?"

Zhang Feng closed his gaze secretly looking around, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

"What do you mean? If you buy something without money, will you sell it to me?"

"Just bring the money! Let's talk, what weapon do you want?" Kuchel said with a throat.

"Are you the only ones on your desktop now? Two ups and four magazines. If there are automatic rifles, I don't want either of them now. Is there an MP5 made in Germany?" Zhang Feng asked.

The so-called MP5 is the B31 in the cs game.

The submachine gun is not powerful, but it has a fast rate of fire, high stability and high precision. Favored by anti-terrorism forces, police forces and security personnel of various countries.

The most important thing is because of its short length and high concealment. This is why Zhang Feng chose it!

"Do you want this gun? Yes, there are, but the price is very expensive, do you have enough money?" Kuchel said.

"Of course, money is not a problem! I just mentioned two ups, now add two more MP5s, how much is it?" Zhang Feng asked with an expression that didn't care about the price.

A hint of greed flashed in Kuchel's eyes when Zhang Feng said that it was not bad money.

In his opinion, this yellow-skinned person was completely taken advantage of when he was sent to the door! No, it is more accurate to say it is a fat sheep!

"Wait here!" Kuchel stood up and walked towards a small door in the room. The young man also followed his ass.

As he turned and left, he gave the other big guys in the room a wink.

His eyes were not subtle, and naturally he did not escape Zhang Feng's eyes.

I sneered in my heart, you had better do it, otherwise I would be ashamed to do to you!

The big guy who got a wink naturally couldn't tell Zhang Feng anything. The big man standing behind Zhang Feng put his hand directly on Zhang Feng's shoulder, and said coldly: "Boy, leave all the money on your body, and leave you a whole body!"

"is it?"

Zhang Feng said casually: "Are you trying to grab it out?"

"Ming Qiang? Hahaha, you are right, we not only want to make money, but also kill! If you are to blame, you come to us to buy a gun!" The big man holding Zhang Feng's shoulder laughed wildly.

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "I can't blame me, you are the first to find death."

Thinking of this, his hand suddenly lifted the index finger of the hand clasped on his shoulder, and instantly twisted!

With a crisp sound, the fingers were directly broken, and the pale bone stubble pierced the skin with dripping blood.

And the hand that was always in the pocket was also pulled out, and he turned around instantly, and the thin poker between his fingers was directly drawn across his throat!

The pain of the broken finger caused him to cut his throat before he had time to scream, and blood rushed out!

Cut his throat, Zhang Feng's arm was not stopped, but was thrown out, and the blood-stained playing cards were shot out quickly!

Everything happened so fast!

In other words, caught off guard, the big guy in the room never thought that Zhang Feng, who is less than 1.8 meters tall and looks thin, is a scum. s method!

As soon as Zhang Feng walked into the room, he secretly remembered the positions of the big men in the room.

Therefore, the shot cards are extremely accurate and plunge directly into the neck of another man! Half of the oblique foot penetrated into the flesh!

Killing two people in an instant, the other big guys also reacted, holding the gun in his arms, and frantically pulling the trigger at Zhang Feng's position.

And the moment Zhang Feng shot them, the whole person flew out, moving his hands together, and a few more playing cards flew out.

The big guys were obviously prepared, only two big guys couldn't dodge, and their skin was cut by poker, and they didn't hurt the vitals.

Concealed weapons are hidden weapons, and only when the other party does not know that you are going to use them, can they exert the greatest damage!

The bullet banged after Zhang Feng and hit the floor, splashing cement.

The direction Zhang Feng flew out was the coffee table in front of the sofa!

The moment his body fell on the coffee table, his hands quickly grabbed the ups pistol and magazine. At the same time, the body didn't stop, and he rolled directly onto the sofa.

With the help of momentum, turn the sofa over and cover the body!

Strings of bullets hit the sofa, instantly splashing the sawdust from the wooden sofa, and the cotton wool in the sofa cushion is floating around!

Zhang Feng can't be foolish to think that the sofa can block bullets!

The moment the body fell, he propped on the floor with one hand, exerted force, rubbed the ground and threw out again!

At the same time, load ups pistol with a magazine with one hand!

The forward body came to an abrupt halt, knelt on one knee, and quickly and steadily pulled the trigger with his fingers!

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

The first four shots were shots from ups!

The last four sounds are the sound of the corpse falling on the ground!

Four shots, four lives!

The training he has undergone prevents Zhang Feng from pulling the trigger indiscriminately like them. If you don’t shoot, you won’t give the opponent a chance to fight back once you shoot!

Just as Zhang Feng was about to stand up, his keen hearing sensed the slight door opening.

Twist, turn, shoot!

boom!

The bullet shot towards the door where Kuchel and the young man disappeared!

"what!"

Suddenly the screams of killing pigs sounded.

Zhang Feng's brows frowned slightly, and he quickly ran over with his pistol.

The door was half open, and it was the young man who had fallen on the ground that he had come with him. An automatic rifle with the insurance already opened fell beside him!