Chapter 129 Mausoleum City Fog City 2

  There are many people in the hotel.

  When Fu Anan stocked up, he used suitcases and large opaque bags to transport them up.

  In addition to these, there is another very important thing—weapons.

  From the second game, she realized the importance of force value.

  In today's society, guns and ammunition are the first to bear the brunt.

  However, in the first few games, Fu Yizhi got the guns. Now Fu Anan wants to find these controlled products by herself, which is much more difficult than she imagined.

  By the way, Papa Fu won’t enter the game, right?

  Fu An'an remembered the first three rounds of the game, and in each round, he could meet Fu Yizhi's **** luck.

   This may be the legendary meeting from a thousand miles away.

  But Fu Anan is still quite sober.

  Father Fu alone is not enough, she has to work **** her own.

   Based on various experiences and legends, she came to the legendary black market.

  Actually, she also wanted to learn from Fu Yizhi and buy a pistol or two at the police station.

  However, I also felt that Father Fu could exchange money for a pistol if he went, and she might only exchange a pair of iron handcuffs if he went, so he chose a relatively conservative way.

  The black market has always been in the casino.

  It is very easy to find such a place in the huge mausoleum city.

  Fu Anan found a bar with the address she bought for 5,000 yuan. Looking at the colorful soul dancers inside, she felt a little hesitant.

   "Yo, is the little sister an adult?"

  The bartender looked at Fu Anan and raised his eyebrows coquettishly, "This bar does not serve alcohol to minors."

   "Old K introduced me, and wanted to discuss business with Brother Qiang."

  Fu Anan told the bartender about the purchase.

  Hearing this, the bartender's expression changed, and he looked at Fu An'an in surprise, "Young lady, okay."

   As he spoke, he put the cloth on his shoulders on the table, walked to the end of a deep and narrow corridor, and opened the innermost small door.

   "Go."

   It can be said that it has entered the cave of demons and ghosts.

  All kinds of shirtless men gathered around various gaming tables, smoky, alcohol-smelling, and a smell of sweat.

  All kinds of shouts and the sound of rolling dice made the eardrums hurt.

   Squeezing past these gamblers addicted to gambling, Fu Anan finally squeezed into a small room.

   "You were introduced by old K?"

  The man called Brother Qiang was wearing a big gold chain, smoking a cigar in his hand, and looked at Fu Anan with disgust,

   "What kind of business is a little girl film?"

   Fu Anan took out his shopping list upon hearing this, "Brother Qiang, right? Hello.

  I want to buy two pistols with 500 rounds of ammunition.

  The best is a Glock 19 automatic pistol, the kind with a 9mm caliber. "

  She is more comfortable with it.

  Brother Wen Yanqiang glanced at her, "You girl sounds quite understanding, but let's go, I won't sell it to you."

   "Why?" Fu Anan was taken aback, "I have money, pay now."

   "I don't sell to minors." Brother Qiang waved his hand, "I haven't even been in society yet, so I came out to learn how to play guns.

roll roll roll. "

   "No, I'm an adult." Fu Anan touched himself and found that he forgot to bring his ID card, "Why are you willing to sell it to me? You can pay a high price."

   "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. Why are there so many nonsense?"

  Brother Qiang looked at the losing game ahead and slapped the table, and threw out the last few weights, "Why are you willing to sell it to you?

   All right, unless you win all the money I lost just now. "

  Thirty-five small hands were pressed, and every time they were big.

  Brother Qiang took a deep puff of his cigarette, seriously suspecting that the other party was cheating.

  (end of this chapter)