Liang Jian: I have a canteen

This is the first time that Xiucai has formally participated in the arms trade. Although he has followed him before, he just watched from a distance, and the number of transactions is also small, not as much as this time.

The tense posture just now really scared him enough.

Follow Lian Wushang to inspect the Hanyang Construction in front of him.

He didn't know guns, so he could only pretend to feel them.

It's not good to practice uninjured marksmanship, but he can still tell if the gun is good or bad.

After checking it, I found that these guns are good and bad, but overall, these guns are much better than before the county brigade was changed.

While checking, he scolded in his heart, the grandsons of Zhongyang Army are really nothing, they sold such a good gun to the bandits like this.

He intentionally let these grandsons leave with guns, but he suppressed the impulse in his heart and checked carefully one by one.

Nineteen of them were made in Hanyang, and Lian Wushang picked a better one, held it in his hand, and winked at Xiucai.

Xiucai agreed, put down the gun in his hand, turned around and said to Zhang Xuanliang, "Platoon Zhang, the quality of this batch of goods is not good."

Zhang Xuanliang naturally knew that Xiucai wanted to bargain, but he didn't care, anyway, you won't be able to take these guns away for a while.

So, he cooperated with the scholar and said, "This batch of goods is really average. They are all old guns that have been retired from the regiment. Since you don't like it, we can give up the price."

Xiucai still knows the price of arms on the black market. After a little consideration, he said, "According to the market, a new gun costs 40 oceans a piece. Let's discount the old one. How about 25 oceans a piece?"

"25 is too low, how about 35? And there are good guns among these guns, right, Brother Shanqiu?" In order to appear more realistic, Zhang Xuanliang still raised the price.

Lian Wushang showed a disdainful expression, and exaggeratedly said, "Only this one is okay, the other rifles are almost worn out."

After hearing this, Xiucai turned to Zhang Xuanliang and said, "28!"

"30! That's the price, if it's lower, we can only pull it back." Zhang Xuanliang said with displeasure.

Xiucai frowned, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and then reluctantly said, "Then, according to the price of platoon leader Zhang, 30 oceans!"

"Haha, since Xiongtai is so happy, how about I send another thousand bullets?!"

"Then I have to thank platoon leader Zhang!" Xiucai said, extending his right hand towards Zhang Xuanliang.

Zhang Xuanliang shook hands with Xiucai with a smile, and asked, "Then when will you pay the money?"

"Wait a minute, there seems to be something wrong with this gun, I want to try it."

"Try it?" Zhang Xuanliang's heart trembled, and he felt that this posture seemed a bit wrong, but he looked at Lian Wushang's crooked handle again, and felt that this kid probably didn't attack him in the name of trying a gun.

"What are you afraid of? Just try a few shots, if there is no problem, we will pay immediately!" Lian Wushang urged.

"Okay!" Zhang Xuanliang asked a Zhongyang Army to ask for a few bullets and handed them over as he spoke.

Lian Wushang took the bullet, unloaded the magazine skillfully, loaded the bullet, then peeked at Huanzi on the tree, sneered in his heart, and said, "I'm going to shoot!" Slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, aiming at a dense foliage.

Zhang Xuanliang looked at the position of the muzzle of the gun, and felt bad, so he rushed over quickly, wanting to stop it, "Don't"

However, how could Lian Wushang let him succeed?
When the trigger was pulled, Hanyang made an orange-yellow projectile with a bang.

"Ah~"

With a scream, Yoshiko was shot and fell from the tree.

"Oh, sister Lin fell from the sky." While singing the opera, Lian Wushang grabbed Zhang Xuanliang and grabbed him with his backhand. With a turn of his body, he dodged behind him and used it to block other people. Eight kinds of shooting circles of the central army.

Although Huanzi on the ground was shot, it was only scratched. He endured the pain and wanted to get up.

But before he stood up, he found a pistol pressed against his head, "Don't move!"

Xiucai reacted quickly, after seeing that Lian Wushang had subdued Zhang Xuanliang, he immediately took out his gun and restrained Huanzi.

Huanzi raised her hand, obviously feeling that Xiucai's muzzle was trembling.

He secretly thought it was not good, the guy behind is obviously a rookie, if I was accidentally shot and killed by him, wouldn't it be an unjust death.

Huanzi didn't dare to move, and said softly, "Brother, don't get excited, let's talk about something."

On the other side, Lian Wushang dragged Zhang Xuanliang back to Xiucai's side, "Platoon Leader Zhang, what do you mean by Sister Lin?"

Zhang Xuanliang rolled his eyes, and said with an apologetic smile, "My brother just thought it was too hot down there, so he went up to the tree to take a nap, right, Huanzi?"

"Yes, yes, I'm a dead sleeper, and I usually can't cry out. If it wasn't for the gunshots, I might still be asleep?" Huanzi's expression twisted, and she laughed in line with the hanging beam.

"So that's how it is. I was really sorry just now. I didn't expect this fucking shot to shoot you down." Lian Wushang said with a sneer.

"It's okay, I was unlucky, I shouldn't be in the way of the bullet." Huanzi said.

Lian Wushuang turned his head to stare at Huanzi for a while, and said, "Before I fell into the grass, I was considered a Taoist priest, and I knew a little bit about facial expressions. If you don't look good today, you will be bloody!"

As soon as Lian Wushang said this, the eight puppet soldiers with guns on the opposite side almost laughed.

Is there anyone who looks like that?

First shoot someone, and then tell them, I think you don't look good, and there is a bloody disaster.

But Huanzi is also considered a character, he endured the pain and said, "The Taoist priest has a way to crack it."

Lian Wushang didn't expect that Huanzi could still tease him at this time.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Stop the bleeding with blood! Stop the killing with killing! Kill a few more little devils to solve it."

Lian Wushang's words were very plain, but slowly spread with an invisible aura, making the entire transaction scene instantly silent.

When Zhang Xuanliang and his soldiers first joined the army, didn't they want to kill the enemy and serve the country, returning the shroud of horse leather.

However, the harsh reality tells them, just think about it, don't take it seriously.

Is it bad to live?
Zhang Xuanliang made a subtle gesture to get Song Mingyuan, who was in ambush, to do it.

The business has reached this point, so it's still a chicken feather.

Huanzi's ferocious expression disappeared, and he slowly lowered his raised hands, not paying any attention to the pistol in Xiucai's hand, turned around and said to Lian Wushang, "Thank you, Taoist priest, for teaching you the way to crack it."

"Ah~~" A scream came from a distance, followed by a "bang~" gunshot from a further distance.

Screams and gunshots followed, with an interval of about a second.

This detail instantly changed Zhang Xuanliang's expression.