Treasure Hunt Tycoon

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Seeing that Morris had used shells, Hans, Li Du, and others were startled.

They thought that Morris was emotionally out of control under the excitement. If this guy really dared to fire, it is estimated that they would not run, and they would have to stay in prison for the rest of their lives.

Their response made Morris laugh. "God, the weight of the shell of this trench gun is one hundred pounds. Do you think my guy is holding a hundred pounds?"

The waiter explained: "This is an empty shell, just a shell."

Li Du was relieved. He had just begun his wonderful life and didn't want to be thrown into prison.

Morris used the shell of the shell to measure the caliber of the barrel. He opened the bolt from behind, shoved the shell in, and then kicked his foot on the bomber.

In this way, after hearing only a "click", the shell entered the barrel.

Seeing this, Morris was even more emotional, patted the muzzle: "Okay, the barrel is original, this guy is very good, very good!"

Hans asked, "Can you bid?"

Morris said: "One-off price, half a million!"

Hans and Li Du glanced at each other. The price was really satisfying. They thought that this cannon would sell for one hundred and twenty thousand.

Seeing the two people making eye contact, Morris thought they were not satisfied with the price, and said, "Guys, this trench gun is a good thing, but you ca n’t find a suitable buyer, then you can only use waste iron in the pile. Hand. "

"The buyer of this thing is not easy to find. Some people may like collecting weapons, but not everyone can qualify for collection. [Love ↑ go to △ small ↓ said △ net WwW.AiQu] Also, the main part of the trench gun is Original goods, but accessories were later personally made ... "

Li Du waved his hand: "No need to say more, Morris, this guy belongs to you."

Morris stunned as he continued to talk, saying, "A deal?"

Li Du reached out to him and said, "A deal!"

Morris sighed, "When you came, I thought I was going to make money, but it turned out that I was going to spend money out. It was really bad."

Hans laughed: "You won't lose money, this cannon will definitely make you money."

Morris shook his head. "No, I don't plan to sell it. I plan to collect this bad boy in private."

Li Dudao: "That's better, I bet this guy will make your collection room fuller."

Morris said happily: "Of course, of course, it must be."

The two sides settled and Morris wrote them a check.

After writing the check, he sighed, "One year's income, guys, that's it."

Hans said: "It's amazing that you can make 500,000 a year."

"As a result, you earn it in one day, and a warehouse allows you to gain me a year." Morris said, "This makes me want to join the ranks of warehouse auctions."

Li Du laughed: "We welcome you to join in, but not every time there is such a good opportunity to make money. In fact, the boss of Fu has worked for more than ten years, which is the most he has ever made."

Hans blinked, and said helplessly: "Damn, I really make you right."

Godzilla and Da'ao helped, and under Morris's leadership, they sent trench guns into the basement below the shooting range.

This basement is Morris's private collection room. The gate is huge and solid, like a large piece of pig iron.

Hans said, "That's the gate of the vault, isn't it?"

Morris laughed: "Actually this is the door to a vault. A few years ago, a bank replaced the device. This old-fashioned door was eliminated, so we paid for it."

The door opened, and a vast space appeared in front of them.

The basement is very large, with an area of ​​four or five hundred square meters and a height of five or six meters. Li Du looked in and felt that he had entered the arsenal!

The basement is full of weapons, from hunting knives to shotguns, from pistols to machine guns, and large and small artillery!

The space next to the doorway was obscured, Morris said, "That's my studio. I usually make guns and ammunition inside."

Hans walked inside and said, "Israel's Galil rifle, the German G3 series, oh wow, do you have a full set of Soviet AKs?"

Morris said proudly: "I dare swear that the AKs here are all produced by the Soviets. Look up. There is an AKM there. Do you know whose signature is on it?"

"Who's?" Hans looked hard, but couldn't see clearly.

Morris said: "Emperor, Kalashnikov!"

Hans exclaimed: "God, then it's really valuable!"

AKM is an old gun that has been born for half a century. It has a father with AK-47, that is, the rifle emperor Kalashnikov.

Kalashnikov will not easily name the gun. If he writes it, it means that the gun has a unique meaning. It may be the first sample gun produced or a certain commemorative version.

Sending the cannon, they shook off Morris with a handshake, and while it was still early, they drove back to Flagstaff.

On the way, Hans said, "This guy, Morris, is really rich. The things in his collection room are worth millions!"

Li Dudao: "More than ten million, then you can arm a regiment. In Africa, he can even be a warlord with that arsenal."

"If you're in Africa, you don't need a munition to be a warlord," Hans said after turning on the radio.

Da'ao sat in the truck behind him and listened to the words, "What?"

Li Du glanced at Hans and said, "Nothing, we want to visit your house tonight, man, are you welcome?"

Da'ao laughed: "Of course, of course, I have to say hello in advance. To be honest, I'm trying to invite you to be a guest."

The car drove to Flagstaff, and Li Du and Hans went to Volvo, the largest supermarket, to buy two 1,000 yuan shopping cards. This was the gift.

Da'ao's home is not far from the Skeleton Community. It is a very ordinary community, completely open-plan, and it is full of old houses.

The truck stopped at the side of the road, and the Hellcat followed, and then a few black children around came around and looked at the Hellcat with earnest eyes.

After Da'ao got out of the car ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a tall and thin black boy shouted: "Dad, you are back? Mom prepared a lot of dishes, are there any VIPs?"

Seeing the teenager, Da'ao showed a contented smile. This was the first time Li Du saw a non-threatening expression on his face.

While smiling, he touched the boy's head and said, "Of course, come and introduce you, Walker, this is Uncle Li, this is Uncle Fox, this is Uncle Flores."

Hans punched the teenager, and Walker asked, "Is this hellcat yours?"

"Of course," Hans laughed, and the boy looked envious, and added immediately, "No, of course not mine, haha."

The boy said, "But it matches your temperament, and you are all cool."

Hans was so anxious that he said, "Dao, your son has a good mouth. Does he want to be a lawyer?"

Da'ao also laughed and said, "I hope so, Boss Fu." Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.