Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 168 Are you kidding me?

Under the guidance of the officer, Sean and his group parked the car directly inside the government. The officer grinned, showing two rows of white teeth: "Sir, please follow me."

Elon's office is located on the fifth floor of the office building. The furnishings are quite simple and can even be said to be old. You can tell at a glance that this is a poor place.

General Elon is wearing a camouflage uniform and a dark green beret on his head. His face... well, black people are basically the same. There is no face except their hairstyle.

Seeing Sean come in, Elon stood up from his chair enthusiastically, gave Sean a very dear hug, and even put his head close to his cheek.

The feeling of the greasy cheeks with slight stubble sticking to his face made Sean feel extremely uncomfortable. If it weren't for the sake of the dollar, Sean would definitely give this S a cross-bridge throw without hesitation. Then he threw his fist as big as a sandbag into his face, and told him: Hey, man, you're fucking rotten!

"Hi, Sean, you know, I've been looking forward to your arrival for a long time!"

After separating from Sean, Elon welcomed Sean with a big grin.

"Thank you for your welcome, General, you are so warm!"

Sean praised with a smile on his face.

After Elon led Sean to sit down, he said solemnly: "Sean, General Alexei told me that you have a large number of weapons in your hands, and the prices are quite cheap?"

"Of course, I am an arms dealer. I have a stable and reliable supply. No matter what you want, except nuclear weapons, I can get it for you, and the price is quite cheap!"

Elon's eyes flickered and asked: "How cheap can it be?"

? ?

Do you want it as a free gift?

This black uncle talks like he has no brains!

However, for the sake of US dollars, Sean still said patiently: "Like the Type 56 submachine gun your soldiers hold, it costs one hundred dollars a piece, and the 7.62x39mm medium-power bullets are worth two hundred dollars and 600 rounds. You can buy it." There are more discounts!”

Elon swallowed. The price was indeed cheap. Compared with what he had bought from other arms dealers before, it was simply a conscientious price. He glanced at the HK416 carried by Barney and others, and cautiously Asked: "Then...how much does this HK416 cost?"

"$1000!"

Sean's eyes lit up, and the smile on his face became more genuine, and his eyes began to soften when he looked at the black bumpkin in front of him: "One thousand US dollars, of course, this is the price of a naked gun, 1000x5.56㎜NATO bullet I’ll give you 45 US dollars for one thousand rounds. Likewise, the more you buy, the more discounts you’ll get!”

Elon's eyes were rolling, and he was counting his fingers in his mind. After a while, he placed the order without hesitation: "I want two thousand Type 56 submachine guns and two hundred thousand rounds of 7.62x39mm rifle ammunition!"

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and added: "Prepare 50 more HK416 assault rifles and 5.56 rounds of 45x NATO ammunition for me!"

Damn, it’s so fucking annoying!

Sean counted on his fingers: "Two thousand Type 56 submachine guns cost US$7.62, two hundred thousand rounds of 39x416mm rifle ammunition cost US$5.56, fifty HK45 assault rifles cost US$, and ten thousand rounds The x NATO ammunition costs U.S. dollars. The total is U.S. dollars. I will erase the fraction for you and calculate it to U.S. dollars. Check or cash. When do you want the goods?"

The price is definitely very cheap, almost 10% lower than the market price. However, Sean still needs this guy to do something, so naturally he can give it cheaper.

"Cheque!"

Elon said: "But I can only give you a deposit of 50,000 US dollars first. Man, please be as soon as possible. The situation in Mali has become turbulent again recently. I have to be prepared." Sean nodded and said, "Of course, the final payment is due." I’ll give it to you later. By the way, Uncle Alexei should have mentioned my intention to you, right?”

Elon's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and he said with a smile: "Of course, General Alexei said that you need a piece of land, but this land is not cheap..."

Grass!

Is the land expensive?

Who are you trying to fool?

Sean's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light began to flash inside: "How much?"

"Ten dollars!"

Elon crossed his index fingers with his hands and spoke firmly: "Ten dollars per square meter, No. A106, District 50, it used to be owned by a trading company in the beautiful country, and it covers an area of ​​about acres. Of course, if you want more, where can you find it nearby? You can buy them all!”

"laugh!"

Sean sneered, stood up suddenly, stretched out his big hand to hold down Elon's head, and slammed it on the table!

boom! boom! boom!

After three consecutive buckles, there was blood between his mouth and nose. Sean looked ferocious. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and pressed it against the opponent's head. He said in a ferocious voice: "Do you think I'm a fool?" ?”

Seeing the guards rushing in after hearing the noise outside, Sean turned his head and shouted: "Get out!"

Barney and others behind him did not hesitate to load their guns and point them outside. Barney tilted his head: "Gentlemen, this is private time for General Elon and our boss!"

After Elon, who was a little dazed after being beaten, reacted, he felt the breath of death on his forehead and his heart trembled: "Get out...get out...get out! If you have something to say, if you have something to say, don't get carried away..."

Sean pressed the muzzle of the gun hard against Elon's forehead. The force was so strong that it broke his skin. His voice was harsh: "I'll give you another chance. How much will it cost?"

It's not that Sean reacted too much, but that this black uncle really has shit in his head. The most worthless thing about this poor place in Mali is the land. It costs about 80 West African hair per square meter, which is only more than 7 cents in RMB equivalent. , the other party dared to ask for ten dollars, how dare he say that there was a gap of more than ten times!

"$1!"

Feeling the aura of death on his forehead getting heavier and heavier, he quickly changed his words: "One dollar and ten flats!"

Only then did Sean put away the pistol with satisfaction, gently lifted the other person up, and even helped him straighten his somewhat messy clothes: "Hey, man, I knew you were joking with me just now, look. Look at how cooperative I am, damn, I even feel like Oscar owes me a statuette!”

Elon was confused by the speed of Sean's face change. At the same time, he felt a little chill in his heart. The sudden change of face of the other party just now caused him some psychological shadow. The Chinese in front of him was like a psycho. He was obviously very angry just now. Now But his face was full of smiles and his movements were gentle.

"Ok?"

When Sean saw that the other party ignored him, the smile on his face faded, and he frowned and asked: "Why, did my cooperation just now not be tacit enough?"

"No...no!"

Elon laughed dryly with some palpitations: "Tacit understanding... very tacit understanding..."

(End of this chapter)