Chapter 1302

Although she was puzzled by Lin Fan's arrangement, Lian did not ask. In her eyes, Lin Fan's arrangement must have his reason. Shura's work is not simple. This reputation is not built on it.

"Work, all work."

Pointing to the corpse on the ground, Lian ordered, "everyone has been buried. For the time being, this warehouse will be our base camp until the king Jing dies."

"Deputy chief, the boss is tough enough."

Looking at the beginning of the busy fire, Lao Liu sighed: "the reputation of Shura alone is enough to frighten those third-party forces."

"Now Mr. Shura is our leader, and our rose mercenary regiment will be strong."

Nodding, Lian felt the same way: "all the way, I saw all the legends."

Whether it's to Kill Tony or the following 12 fighters, or to kill the bloody mercenaries for their rose mercenaries, everything is full of legend.

Lin fan, who left the warehouse, gave a phone call and then went directly to the garage door to wait. After a while, the gunfire came back in a tricycle: "Sir, what's in such a hurry to find me? Is there a problem with my weapons? "

"The quality of the weapons you provide is OK. I have other things to ask you."

After entering the garage, Lin Fan opened the door and took out half a million Chinese coins: "this is 500000, you count, and answer me a few questions after the amount is correct."

"Sir, I can't guess what you do."

He touched it and swallowed his saliva: "there are 500000 answers to a few questions. How can I feel something wrong with such a simple matter?"

"If you don't refuse, I'll take it as your promise. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. It's all questions you can answer."

In the past, he sat down in the boss's chair. Lin Fan opened the drawer and took out his cigarette: "while smoking, I have a lot of time."

Lin Fan's self-made familiarity made the gunfire uneasy: "Sir, your questions are worth 500000 Chinese coins. Are they related to the king Jing? And it has something to do with my weapons? "

"Gunfire, you are very smart. I just want to ask about Jingwang."

After lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, Lin fan asked, "you are one of the top gun dealers here. Do you provide Jingwang's weapons?"

"This is not my bragging force. The weapon of King Jing is provided by me."

It turned out to be this problem. The artillery immediately clapped his chest and promised, "as long as you have money, I will provide weapons no matter who you are."

"How many weapons have you provided to King Jing in recent years? Give me a general estimate or give you the account books of these years. I can also have a look at them." His eyes narrowed, and Lin Fan motioned: "it's in your safe. Take it out and I'll have a look."

"How do you know No, it's confidential. You can't read it

Surprised Lin Fan how to know his safe put account book, fire quickly shook his head and refused: "although I sell guns, but I still have professional quality, customer information can not be leaked out."

"Don't worry about the fire. I won't embarrass you." With a puff of smoke from his mouth, Lin Fan stood up from a chair and said, "well, show me a minute. This 500000 is yours."

"Really a minute?" If it was one minute, the artillery thought it could be considered.

His account book records every transaction in detail. It's the thickness of a finger, which can't be read in a minute.

"One minute, one minute, you get half a million."