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Chapter 115 Exclusive Weapon
The four words "I am Kuang Ren" represent Lin Han's incomparable arrogance. He is entitled to be so arrogant, because the name Kuang Ren is equivalent to the king of mercenaries. To be recognized as the number one in the mercenary world known for its chaos and tyranny, its success is enough to be proud of.

In the world of handmade guns, those masters are very proud of facing ordinary people. Moreover, if these masters want to tailor an exclusive gun for themselves that can be handed down for generations, it is not enough to have money.

However, there is an absolute exception to one category of people, that is the top mercenaries who recklessly reap their lives on the battlefield. They are usually the favorite customers of gun masters, and they are also the ones they are most willing to cooperate with. Sometimes, they are even willing to make guns for free. gun.

Because a gun can shine its most dazzling light only on the real battlefield. No matter how many other meanings people give to the weapon, its most basic essence is still used for killing.

Gun masters all hope that the works born from their own hands can become real killing guns. The more lives harvested, the more precious they are in their eyes. The price of a peerless gun is life, and countless corpses Come and pave the way to the king.

At the beginning, in order to tailor the two exclusive pistols for Lin Han, Peter Johnson specifically turned down the business for a year. It took nine months. Every part of the two pistols was polished by himself on the most precise machine. The materials used are all regardless of cost, only focusing on performance and comfort.

When the two pistols were assembled and passed a comprehensive laser and sonar inspection, Peter Johnson once told his friends that this was the most painstaking and proudest work in his life.

Moreover, when he handed over the guns to Lin Han, he didn't charge even a penny for processing fees, and he even invited a big meal for free. There was only one condition for him, that is, when the two guns were retired, they had to be handled by him. to collect.

But despite this, no one would say that Peter Johnson is a fool. On the contrary, many colleagues feel envy and jealousy about it. A gun, no matter how good the quality and outstanding performance, if there is no suitable gun The user will also be dusted.

As the king of mercenaries, Kuang Ren can create an exclusive gun for him, which is also a great honor in the gun-making world, especially because he can also recycle retired firearms in the hands of Kuang Ren, which is a great honor in many manufacturers. In Master Gun's eyes, Peter was lucky.

A gun can become famous only after the sacrifice of one life after another. Blood and killing are always the greatest compliments to weapons. For weapon makers, they don't care about good and evil, they only care about How many lives their own works have harvested is also the capital they brag about each other when they get together in the industry.

In fact, all walks of life are like this. Those luxury goods that are elusive in the eyes of ordinary people, when they come to the top stars, they can not only get specially customized styles for free, but also charge endorsement fees.

And in the mercenary world, Kuang Ren is undoubtedly the top superstar. He can tailor a weapon for him, and after retiring, it can become his own private collection. This business, no matter how you look at it, is extremely good. Pretty.

But this kind of thing is not enviable. If you don’t have enough fame to support it, you’d better not even think about it. You know, it’s expensive for a general customer to ask Peter Johnson to customize a gun, and the most basic One also requires the client to have a certain social status.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang San understood what the word Kuangblade meant to the outside world. It was an affirmation of strength. The top fighter must be equipped with the top equipment.

At the same time, he also vaguely understood why Lin Han always acted so arrogantly and arrogantly in front of them. There was no other reason, only because of one thing. On the body, that is a duty.

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Zhang San stood there stunned, envy welling up in his heart, wishing he could replace Lin Han, just thinking about it, the king of mercenaries, this kind of unbelievable praise is enough to make every passionate man I couldn't help but my heart boiled.

Ma Liu walked up to Zhang San, raised his elbows, touched him, and said in a low voice, "San, don't envy him. After we finish the task this time and go back, I will help you find a domestic gun maker." Master, I will tailor a sniper rifle for you, hmph, the level is definitely not inferior to those gringos."

Lin Han, who was walking in the front, heard this sentence, his ears twitched slightly, and he became a little interested in Ma Liu's identity. Simple.

In a country where gun control is the most stringent, professional top-level gunmakers are all treasures in the arsenal. Don’t say that the masters are in the private sector. Gunmaking is a very special industry. Practice makes perfect, and gunmakers need The most important thing is the accumulation of continuous experience. No matter how talented a person is in this area, if there is no massive practice, no master will be born.

In the folk, making guns is an illegal act, and those so-called master gun makers are probably sent to reform through labor before they have time to embark on the road of masters.

"Thank you, Lao Liu." Zhang San waved his arm and patted Ma Liu's shoulder hard. He couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. It had always been one of his dreams to have an exclusive gun.

Before the words fell, Tian Er came over and said meanly: "Liu Liu, you can't favor one over the other, I am a breakthrough player, and I need to maintain the accuracy of the design while moving at high speed, and the requirements for weapons are no more than those of a sniper Bad, don't forget about me..."

Several other people also spoke one after another, their eyes lit up, and they unanimously asked Zhang San to help each of them customize an exclusive gun after returning home. Every soldier, when faced with this kind of opportunity, could not help but thump. Heartbroken.

Ma Liu was not ambiguous, he patted his chest and said, "No problem, we are brothers of life and death. After completing the task, I will contact you immediately after returning home. Everyone is the same..."

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When the six of them were discussing the exclusive use of guns, Lin Han had already walked to the other corner of the warehouse, stretched out his hand and pulled out a layer of olive oilcloth from the bottom, pulled it back hard, and two black off-road vehicles appeared in front of everyone .

He reached out and took out two keys from the inconspicuous weeds, raised his hand, threw a handful of them over, and said flatly: "Stop talking nonsense, come and try the car, we have to hurry back."

(End of this chapter)