Wine, cigarettes, weapons!

Stanley picked up the mess on the table and found a lighter inside.

He sat under a parasol as the weather got a little bit hot, and meteorologists said that this summer's weather was also very abnormal.

According to people's perception of summer in the past, it should enter the hottest time of the year from August to September, and it is not too hot before that.

And now, it is already a little bit hot, and it is said that it has broken the record for the hottest early summer temperature in the past fifty years!

Why is it the past fifty years? That’s because it’s been fifty years since records began!

He lit a cigarette and looked at the world outside the parasol with a smile.

Girls in simple clothes were swaying their youth in the swimming pool. Most of these girls were only in their twenties, and some were only eighteen or nineteen years old.

Stanley is the coolest guy for these young girls!

he has money.

This is an important point.

Secondly, it is very dangerous because he is an underground arms dealer.

This makes many girls feel that being able to "play" with Stanley is a cool thing, and it is also a thing to talk about!

He doesn't need to spend a lot of money, just throw a party every now and then and let the girls who have already joined bring some new girls!

Young, beautiful, fresh girls appear here continuously.

They may not have anything to lose, at least for these girls, they have nothing to lose and are not afraid of losing.

"The Brothers Grimm are coming..."

A guy with a pistol in his hand walked up to Stanley, bowed his head and said something.

There's really no need to walk around with a weapon in this big house at all, but there are things where its presence clearly makes sense.

For example, holding a gun will make those young girls feel cool, so they are likely to become the object of stamp collecting!

This may be the easiest and most effective way to contact girls with Stanley's subordinates.

They just want to be cool, just to look at guns, in every sense of the word!

Stanley was a little surprised. The Brothers Grimm's reputation has risen rapidly in recent years, and they are also very rich. The most important thing is that there are people behind them.

Stanley's attitude towards such a black-and-white gang organization is to stay as far away as possible, and it is said that Fern's brain is not good and he is a psychopath.

He was just about to refuse, but when he thought that the other party could find him here, the rash refusal might touch Fern's neurotic sensitive nerves.

After a short thought, he had them brought in.

But he still asked, and the other party came to two people.

Not long after, Noel and Fern came from outside, and Stanley patted the buttocks of the girl beside him.

The force generated by the slap on her **** set off a layer of "ripples" that spread around, and he signaled the girl to leave.

The girl was a little dissatisfied, she had been sleeping with Stanley recently, and she felt that she was qualified to go one step further and become the head of the big sister here.

But now it seems that this road is still a bit far away.

She twisted her buttocks and walked to the edge of the pool, jumped in, and some of the splashed water fell on Stanley's body.

He rolled his eyes, then watched the Brothers Grimm walk in, and pointed to the reclining chair next to him.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Add ice and shake!"

In this restless early summer, whether it is a glass of juice with ice or champagne, it is the most perfect experience.

Both brothers ignored him, let alone sat down.

Noel had a faint smile on his face.

Lynch told him that smiling is the easiest and most effective way to cover up people's inner world!

Of course, the premise is that the smile looks very natural, otherwise it won't be so magical.

If Noel has targeted anyone over the years, it must be Lynch.

Some shadows of Lynch can already be seen on his body, but not many, just some, he still needs to work harder.

He grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and naturally hung it in front of him. He looked around, and there were many pony boys with guns staring at him.

Seeing this scene, Noel wanted to laugh. He wanted to show that he was fearless, and he arranged so many gunmen just to pretend that he was not afraid of no one around him. Is there any point in such an arrangement?

This feeling of wanting to laugh completes the smile on his face, making it even fuller!

"Stanley, you know what happened the day before yesterday. Mr. Lynch was attacked..."

"They are using...standard weapons. You are the biggest supplier on Bupain's territory. I want to know who those people are."

The news that the big man behind the Brothers Grimm is Lynch has long been spread, and some things cannot be concealed. For example, the Brothers Grimm came from an orphanage, and Lynch adopted them.

If they had nothing to do with Lynch, that would be the greatest humiliation to everyone's IQ!

But they neither admit nor deny it, leading some to think it's not the truth.

But no matter what, they have a relationship with Lynch, at least they used to have a relationship, and there is no controversy.

At this time, Noel made this request, and Stanley was not surprised at all.

However, he shook his head while laughing, "No, no, brother Noel, although I am the biggest supplier here, I don't know who every weapon is sold to."

"Don't say that I didn't sell these myself, and even if they were, we can't guarantee that the weapons they use must come from me."

Noel glanced at Fern after listening, and the latter pouted.

In fact, each of them knew very well that even if Stanley didn't know the true identities of these people, he must have memories of their appearance, characteristics, and memories.

Why do you say that?

Because in Bupain, even in the Commonwealth, 99% of the law-abiding citizens need weapons, and they will go to various weapons stores and even supermarkets to buy weapons.

They will leave their personal information while purchasing.

They will not risk spending more money to buy weapons from the arms dealers in those alleys.

Whether it's safe or not, maybe they can't get out after entering the alley!

Those who really know how to buy weapons are basically gangsters, criminals, and gang members.

These people have a special "smell" on them, and they can smell the deep sinful smell on them from tens of meters away!

Plus there were people who were Stanley's regular customers, acquaintances, and acquaintances.

As long as there are fresh faces to buy guns, he will be able to remember these people.

He couldn't remember, and those under him who were in charge of selling guns would also remember.

At the same time, they will remember who these people were introduced by, which is especially important!

Without the introduction of an acquaintance, if you want to buy a weapon like a rifle, even if you have money, it is still a dream!

Stanley has been able to survive in Bupain for so many years because he can control the use of weapons. At least he will not sell weapons to those lunatics who intend to do big things in Bupain.

So Noel believes that even if he doesn't have a specific person or name, he must have some clues.

But now it seems that Stanley is not willing to cooperate.

This is reasonable, if he said it, it would be tantamount to ruining his own business.

The purpose of buying a black gun is to avoid being traced. If he can't keep his mouth shut, then it will be very dangerous for everyone who buys a black gun.

Noel sighed, "I owe you a favor, and no one else will know about it."

Stanley's expression changed slightly, a little embarrassed, "I told you, I don't know anything!"

"If you are here to play with me, I welcome you!", he said and pointed to the swimming pool, the girls and their white skin looked extraordinarily white under the sparkling water and sunlight!

"But if you're here for trouble..." He withdrew his hand, lifted the hem of his short-sleeved shirt, revealing the pistol pinned to his trousers, "...I'm not timid..."

He still didn't say the word "person", and Fern suddenly grabbed the spirits bottle on the table and threw it at his head!

Yes, spirits bottles, the square ones with thick bottoms!

In order to make it look like there is a lot of wine in a bottle, capitalists use some simple techniques to make people's vision wrong.

In fact, there is not much wine in it, but there is a lot of glass, which is very thick.

After all, compared to some expensive wines, glass is the cheapest one!

After the sound of an indescribable hard object hitting his head, Stanley let out a feeble howl while trying to grab something!

Everyone around is dumbfounded!

There were only two Brothers Grimm, and here are a lot of them!

Lots of Stanley's!

But they didn't dare to shoot at this time, they just watched Fern stupidly raised the wine bottle again, and hit Stanley on the head again!

This time the impact sound was a bit crisp, that was the reason why the surface of the glass bottle touched the blood first when it hit the head!

Bright red blood splashed all over Fern, but he didn't care at all, and raised the wine bottle in his hand again.

This thing is very strong!

Stanley vaguely realized something, he raised his left hand to protect his head, and at the same time touched the weapon on his waist with his right hand!

After a person's brain suffers a heavy blow~lightnovelpub.net~there will be problems with the coordination of the body.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist or do something, but that he really can't do it!

Just like those dysfunctional patients, it may seem like an instinctive behavior to ordinary people, but they will never learn it!

Fern wasn't afraid at all, his expression was still cold, and there was some cruelty in his eyes!

The third time!

And spattered more blood!

At this moment, some girls came to their senses and screamed loudly.

And Noel smiled and turned to look at the girls who shrank to the other side of the pool, stretched out his right index finger on his lips, and made a silent movement—

"Hush..."

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