Chapter 11

Gently knocked on the thick and gorgeous oak door of the box, and then the smiling Connor walked in.

The record player in the box is playing Alonso's "oh my God! What do you want these things for? " Listening to what Connor asked for, barehoe's eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper until he finally heard the word "magic bullet" coming out of Connor's mouth

"Mr. barehoe, you have been in this business for a long time. You should know more than I do. Sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much!" Although Connor's tone is calm, the threat in his words is full.

For Connor's threat, a trace of unhappiness flashed on barehoe's face, but he had to bow his head under the eaves and think for a moment. He affirmed: "overpowering drugs and Kulun Dao are also contraband, but I have stocks here and can give them to you at any time, but I don't have such things as revolver guns. As for magic bullets, You should understand that there are only police stations and storm churches in the whole city of roon! "

The answer given by barejo made Connor frown. He was very dissatisfied with the answer!

Kulun Dao is similar to the Damascus Dao on earth. It is a very sharp weapon produced by the kingdom of persis in the world. However, this kind of knife and overpowering drug are auxiliary in Connor's plan. What Connor really wants is a revolver, which is the weapon that Connor really wants to deal with Lena and the possible bedar. As for the magic bullet, which only appears in the rumor, Connor just wants to see if he can run into the great fortune.

Without opening his mouth directly, Zhang Tongming took out five ten pound notes from his wallet and spread them out one by one on the table.

"We didn't know each other before, Mr. barejo, but I hope you can sell me what I want in the face of these pounds!" Staring into barejo's eyes, Connor said in a deep voice

Looking at the five green bills on the guest table, the greed in barehoe's eyes could not be concealed. His Adam's apple wriggled for a moment, thought about it, and said again“ Maybe I can get you an 80% new revolver

Half an hour later, Connor, with a cello box on his back, came out of box 6. Behind him, he was smiling and barehoe was waving.

"Sir, please keep my business card. If there is any business next time, please remember me, barehoe. I will provide you with the best quality goods!"

With a twitch of his mouth, Connor didn't answer, but his pace quickened again. Connor vowed that if he had no other choice, he would never do business with this vampire!

In this case, although he had all the knives, drugs, revolvers and other things he wanted, this time Connor Ferguson was really bleeding. In addition to the 50 pounds, he bought 40 bullets at the price of one shilling per bullet, which cost two pounds.

Now there is only ten pounds left in Connor's wallet. Although ten pounds is not a small number for the vast majority of the people in the Kaman Empire, which is enough for their whole family to live for one or two months, for Connor Ferguson, who had a hundred pounds deposit at his peak and was used to spending a lot of money, It's not suitable for the Flat Wallet now!

"It seems that I'm going to restrain myself before the 30 pounds of the education fund next month." There was a wry smile on Connor's face. Although it's painful to spend money, you still have to buy things. Now with these three things, Connor thinks that the success rate of his current plan is at least half.

When the contented Connor Ferguson wanted to leave the pub with the cello box containing the contraband on his back, a female voice in his ear attracted his attention.

"You bastard! Let go of me

Following the source of the voice, Connor looked over and saw a little girl with a white veil, who was being teased by a young man with red hair and a scar on her face, holding her wrist. The girl struggled to get rid of the red haired boy's grasp.

But it's a pity that the great disparity in strength makes the girl's struggle and efforts seem so futile. No matter how hard the girl tries, her white wrist is firmly held by the red haired youth.

"Girl, do you know where this is? What are the consequences of rejecting me? " The young man with red hair said with a smile. As he spoke, the scar on his face looked like a centipede wriggling