Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

Not far away, Vafa, who was about to swindle the old man, couldn't help but stop when he heard Roy's shout.

Looking up, I saw many people standing in front of the pink picnic mat stall, holding their phones and performing some kind of mysterious ritual.

Judging from this setup, it seems there really is someone making a profit from the price difference.

Otherwise, there would be absolutely no way so many people would take out loans to buy guns there.

Followed by.

He glanced again at the shop owner who had just sold Samar firearms.

If given a choice, it would naturally be better not to lie.

"Come on, why aren't you moving? It's exhausting for me to maintain this pose."

Seeing that Wafa had stopped, the soldier's face showed displeasure.

At this moment, he was maintaining the motion of six with his left hand and seven with his right, drawing circles with his left foot and kicking with his right.

And his mouth was twisting as much as he could, with one eye rolling upwards and the whites of his eyes turned out.

When Vafa saw this design, he couldn't help but frown.

"Harris, you... are very talented."

"Let's go back to how we were before. We won't go to the old man's place; let's go check out the other side."

Wafa raised his hand and pointed to the pink picnic mat stall surrounded by a crowd.

"Not lying to the old man anymore?" Harris looked at Vaffa suspiciously, then returned to his normal demeanor.

At the same time, don't forget to exercise your slightly sore facial muscles.

"Let's go over there and see if there's a chance to make some money from the price difference."

Chapter 403 Don't just hit me, hit him too!

"Go to hell, you two, what the hell are you doing, pushing and shoving? Don't you know how to line up?"

"Damn it, who the hell is pushing and shoving like they're in a rush to be reborn?"

It took Wafa and his companion a great deal of effort to finally manage to blend into the crowd.

The two simply ignored the insults from the others.

Assar Guards, who are constantly subjected to online abuse, see such insults as no different from children arguing.

The same applies to Hafk's soldiers.

They also received a lot of criticism.

“Holy crap… Vaffa, look at these guns…” Harris said through the gap.

I saw a pink picnic mat filled with fully modified guns of various shapes and sizes.

For a moment, his pupils couldn't help but shine.

In just a moment, he had already imagined himself wielding these guns and wreaking havoc in his mind.

"My God..."

Wafa, standing nearby, also saw the guns displayed on the stall and was filled with shock.

For them, who almost always use bare guns, this kind of thing...

It's like the difference between a bicycle and a sports car.

Just then, a hand grabbed Wafa from the crowd and yanked him backward.

"Are you two the only ones squeezing in here? Get to the back."

When they saw what Vafa and Harris were wearing, their eyes revealed disdain.

"Wearing such a shabby outfit, you still want to come and see a fully modified gun? You probably can't even get a loan, right?"

"If you want to see, go to the outermost part and wait until others have finished buying and left, then take a look."

Vafa's expression subtly changed upon hearing these undisguised taunts.

"Even if we were wrong to cut in line, we didn't stop you from buying anything. We were just looking around. Is it really necessary to be so hostile?"

After Wafa finished speaking, one of the customers scoffed.

"I'm telling you to get out of the line for your own good."

"See that puddle on the ground?"

Following the other person's finger, Vafa saw a pool of blood on the ground that had not yet congealed.

"The owner of this stall has a bodyguard. Don't be fooled by the owner's approachable manner; the bodyguard is not so mild-mannered."

"Otherwise, why do you think everyone is queuing up so voluntarily now?"

After saying that, the customer shook his head and ignored Wafa.

Since he had cut in line first, Wafa didn't say anything more to the other person after hearing this, but silently retreated to the back of the line.

Harris, too, was slunk out.

"Fine, can't I even take a look?" Harris rubbed his arm, which was sore from being grabbed, and glared at the group.

"Let's get in line first," Vafa said, patting the other person on the shoulder reassuringly.

The latter nodded.

The two stood at the very back for about half a minute.

Three new customers walked to the end of the line, looked Wafa and his companion up and down, and then...

He stood in front of the two of them quite consciously.

Upon seeing this, Vafa and Harris frowned deeply.

I almost got beaten up for cutting in line, and now someone else is cutting in front of me?

"No, are you blind?"

"Go to the back of the line."

Harris finished speaking with great reluctance, and the three men turned to look at him.

"Why are you queuing up just to join the fun? You're not even going to buy anything."

"Who told you we weren't buying?" Vafa retorted stubbornly.

The three men were taken aback at first, then looked Wafa up and down again.

By all accounts, Vafa doesn't seem like something someone could afford.

One of them probed:

"Since you're buying a gun, how much money have you prepared?"

"Three...four hundred thousand."

Wafa originally wanted to say he had brought 300,000, but then he thought it better to be bolder and report more.

In fact, all the soldiers on this trip managed to raise less than 20.

Harris, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but cast an admiring glance at Vafa when he heard him announce that the amount was 400,000.

In situations like these, telling a little white lie or bragging a bit can be quite necessary.

After blurting out 400,000, Harris involuntarily puffed out his chest and raised his chin arrogantly at the three men.

However, when the three men heard about the 400,000, they first stared wide-eyed, then exchanged glances, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, you idiot, you only brought 400,000?"

"Did I hear that right? You only brought 40?"

"Why don't you go ask this stall if they have any guns worth 40?"

The three of them laughed as if they were watching two clowns, then shook their heads, turned around, and continued queuing.

Faced with such an insult, Harris's chest heaved violently. He raised his hand and put it on one of the people's shoulders, wanting to argue.

"Who the hell are you cursing? Can't you speak properly?"

"Harris, no..."

Before Wafa could speak up to stop him, the man turned around and kicked Harris in the stomach.

Harris only took a half step back after being kicked so suddenly.

Seeing this, the man was somewhat surprised, but still frowned at Harris with disdain:

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands! You're dressed in rags, and you're still trying to touch me inappropriately. Don't you have a father or a mother?"

Upon hearing this, Harris's pupils dilated, and his mind went blank.

He never had parents.

The next second, Harris clenched his teeth and his facial expression became very stiff.

He didn't utter any harsh words, nor did he retaliate or engage in a verbal battle with them.

Instead, he raised his fist and swung it straight at the man's face!

Bang---!

Snapped--

With one punch, a cracking sound came from the man's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a milky white tooth flew out, accompanied by blood.

"You fucking dare to hit someone?!"

Upon seeing this, the man's two companions' pupils contracted, and then they looked at Harris with anger.

"Brothers! An outsider is stealing our business!!"

The two men turned around and shouted at the crowd queuing in front of them.

Upon hearing their voices, more than half of the people in line turned around instantly.

Many of them are profiteers who stick together to keep prices in check.

After learning about the prices of firearms at the stalls, word spread quickly and they all came here.

After the man finished shouting, he immediately kicked Harris.

"Fuck you, you stinking poor bastard!"

Snap—

However, before his foot could land, it was grabbed by Vafa.

Immediately afterwards, Vafa extended his right foot behind the man's ankle, which was supporting his stance, and then hooked his toes up!

In an instant, the person lost their balance and fell backward.

After taking down one person, Wafa immediately crouched down to dodge a third person's wild punch.

Bang------!

Then, an elbow strike landed on the man's chest!

After instantly taking down the two men, the line of dogs all swarmed over.

Vafa and Harris were almost instantly surrounded by these rabid dogs.

Not far away, Samar was happily hugging his newly purchased PKM general-purpose machine gun when he was suddenly drawn to the chaotic scene.

Looking up, I immediately saw Vafa and Harris surrounded by the crowd.

At first, the two were able to hold on thanks to their physical abilities and fighting skills.

But the difference in numbers can never be bridged.

Furthermore, they were not carrying any weapons.

Soon, the two gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"You dare to hit our people?"