"Brother Hao, calm down, haven't we seen so many guns before? I'm so excited, don't be angry."
Buck-toothed Su smiled and came to Jiang Jiahao's side, helping Jiang Jiahao caress his chest and beat his back, trying to flatter him as much as he wanted.
When Ruan Wenjie and the other three saw this, they could only scratch the back of their heads honestly, wondering what kind of medicine Jiang Jiahao was selling in his gourd.
Huang Mengang couldn't help but took out an AK47 from the box and played with it. He clicked the bolt and couldn't put it down.
"Ah Hao, you have tampered with the Fish King's goods. Even if you send them back, it will be useless. There are so many guns, let's eat them ourselves."
"Yes, Ah Hao, I have inquired about it. Now on the black market, a Black Star costs 1,000 yuan, an AK costs 2,000 yuan, and grenades are even more expensive. Each one costs 5,000 yuan, and you can't even buy it!"
"A bullet costs ten yuan. How many bullets are here? Several boxes, but several boxes!"
"You are now the inspector of Zihuatan, and you are also a popular person in front of the Lord. In addition, we are about to take up the post, so it is time to recruit troops!"
"I agree with Aang's suggestion. No matter what happens to these guns, we should and must eat them."
Ruan Wenjie is not interested in smoking bricks or anything like that, but what man would refuse the temptation of AK?
"Stop guessing. The fact that Brother Hao can bring us here proves that these guns are definitely not intended for anyone."
"Brother Hao is angry because we were so excited when we saw the gun that we easily forget about it!"
"Hurry up and count how many guns there are here, then move them onto the deck and keep them in the bilge. Even if there is dry grass, they are easily affected by moisture."
"Brother Hao, what are you going to do with those smoke bricks? Are you going to throw them into the sea? Isn't it a pity?"
Buck-toothed Su tapped Jiang Jiahao on the shoulder. He had already guessed everything about Jiang Jiahao's psychological activities, and quickly pointed out Ruan Wenjie's idiots with his eyes.
"Originally I wanted to sink it into the sea, but now I'm going to give it away and move it up together."
"Okay, Abao, don't be idle, come over and help."
With Jiang Jiahao's instruction, Buck Yasu climbed up the ladder and started taking turns carrying the wooden box with Ruan Wenjie.
Jiang Jiahao stood at the bottom of the bilge and looked around, picked up a cigarette brick, threw it away, and then threw it into the box.
Originally, he wanted to give some of the cigarette bricks to Jiang Zhitao and let Jiang Zhitao go to his boss in exchange for credit, so that he would be one step closer to the detective.
But seeing the greedy looks of McDonald and Yan Tong yesterday, he changed his mind again.
Jiang Jiahao planned to give these cigarette bricks to his future father-in-law, Mu Hongfei, not only to increase his friendship but also as a courtesy.
As for how Mu Hongfei will deal with it, that is Mu Hongfei's business.
The bilge of the Guangzhou ship didn't look very big, but when it came to actually moving things, a few people were busy until about three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Here, my waist is going to break. Why are these things so heavy?"
"You're stupid, you're stupid. If I had known better, I would have brought the gun up first and wouldn't have needed the wooden box."
"Go to one side and you'll know what to do later."
"Hey, Po, grab some fish and grill it, we're hungry."
"Are you ashamed, you adults, asking me, a child, to catch fish? No!"
"Ah Hao, why don't we just drive Guangzhou back? Is it so laborious?!"
"Are you stupid? The Fish King may not know that Brother Hao has stolen his goods. Let's move them quietly and make a fortune in silence."
"This Guangzhou ship is very eye-catching. The coastline is full of fish kings and crab kings. If it is discovered, aren't you afraid of being sunk into the sea?!"
"Bouya Su is right. It's safe to be tired at least. I will hide these guns in the warehouse of Yingjing Entertainment Center after we go back. You must keep them strictly confidential."
"After that, these guns will be distributed to those trustworthy horses as appropriate."
On the deck, Jiang Jiahao leaned against the edge of the ship's hull, looking at the shore where Abao had set up a bonfire and started grilling fish, with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth.
He thought to himself: "This kid is trained and sent to the wild to be a survival anchor. He may not be any worse than Mr. Bei."
Huang Mengang pushed a "big black pipe" onto the deck panting, sat down on the deck, and asked Jiang Jiahao.
"Ah Hao, this is the first time in my life that I have seen Franci. They are three well-preserved Franci. Let's take them away. This is a good thing."
"Brother, do you have cannonballs? Without cannonballs, no one wants to sell iron!"
Buck Yasu glanced at the Fran machine gun in Huang Meng'ang's arms, and couldn't figure out why there was such a thing on the Guangzhou ship!
"Who told you there were no shells? Yes, I found a box~"
Speaking of cannonballs, Huang Mengang seemed to be full of endless strength.
He leaned the rusty Fran cannon against the side of the cabin, climbed up the stairs to the mezzanine of the deck, and dragged a box of black balls to the deck.
Now, Jiang Jiahao couldn't sit still.
He curiously approached Huang Mengang, picked up a black ball the size of a baby's fist, played with it, and looked at Huang Mengang and the others: "Do you know how to have sex?"
Buck Yasu shook his head decisively: "I only do it on the bed, not under the bed."
"I'm eating fish. Huh~huh~ it's so hot~ eh? Fran machine gun? What a good thing. Is there still this thing on the ship?"
Abao went on the deck with a few skewers of grilled fish interspersed with dead branches. When he saw Jiang Jiahao and others gathered around a box of cannonballs, they immediately came over.
He gave a portion of the grilled fish in his hand to several people, picked up a black pellet and played with it, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Hey, okay, kid, your grilling technique is not bad."
Buck Yasu devoured the grilled fish, suddenly blinked, looked at A Bao and asked, "Where did you get the salt?"
Abao took out a packet of powder from his arms and shook it at Buck-toothed Su: "Damn you, what is the most necessary thing for a sea chaser? It's salt!"
"I usually carry salt with me. Is it weird?"
Rolling his eyes at Buck-toothed Su, Abao put the projectiles into the ammunition box and started looking around, muttering: "Hey, where's the gunpowder? If there are projectiles, there should be gunpowder."
"There is gunpowder below, wait." After hearing this, Huang Mengang got into the mezzanine again, carried a gray cloth sack on the deck, and opened the sack in front of everyone.
Abao dipped his fingers into the gunpowder, rubbed it between his fingers, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, with a smile on his face: "It's not damp, it can still be used."
"Boy, are you really a fifteen-year-old kid? Why do I feel like you know everything?"
Ruan Wenjie bit into the fish meat and looked A Bao up and down, constantly guessing whether there might be an old monster hiding in A Bao's body.
"Tch, that's because you haven't seen it, okay?"
"Brother, do you want to have a shot? It'll be great!"
"You can also have sex?"
"Of course I can. It's not difficult. Who is that? Help me carry it over. I can't carry it."
Leaving Jiang Jiahao looking shocked, Abao ordered Huang Mengli to carry the Fran cannon to the side of the ship and stuck it in the diamond-shaped gap.
Then the little head lay next to the barrel, pointed the muzzle at the huge skeleton in the distance, and stretched out his thumb to calibrate the position, which was called a decent image.
Then, with the help of Huang Mengli, Abao removed the gun compartment of the Franco machine gun, filled it with gunpowder, put in the projectiles, inserted a fuse, and loaded the magazine of the Franco machine gun.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Jiahao and others behind him staring at him with strange expressions. They pointed at the guide line nonchalantly: "Brother, if you light this place, the whale bones over there will roar and turn into powder."
"Really?!" Huang Mengang scratched the back of his head and pushed Abao away. Seeing that Jiang Jiahao and others had covered their ears and retreated, he took out a lighter, approached the fuse, and lit it.
"Boom~"
A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and the whale skeleton a thousand meters away was instantly blown into ashes, leaving a large crater on the spot.
Because Huang Meng'ang was too close to the gun cabin, he was sprayed with black smoke in the face, and his hair exploded, making him very embarrassed.
But he had no intention of worrying about this now. He looked at the pile of bones in the distance and swallowed wildly: "Dear me, how many years has passed and this thing can still be used?!"
At the back of the crowd, Abao pinched his waist and showed off to Jiang Jiahao with a proud look on his face: "How is it? Aren't you awesome?"
Jiang Jiahao rubbed his earlobes. He was so shaken by the sound of gunfire that he couldn't hear what Abao said and could only give him a thumbs up.
Buck Yasu looked at the box full of black egg balls with fear on his face and swallowed hard. These things are much more perverted than grenades!
"Ah Hao, take it away, this thing must be taken away!"
After unloading the magazine, Huang Mengang used his clothes to fan the hot air inside, wishing he could hold the Franco machine gun in his arms and kiss it.
He could no longer hold anything in his eyes at this moment, only the Fran cannon in front of him.
"It's okay to take it away. The question is, do you dare to use this in the city?"
Jiang Jiahao was deeply shocked by the Fran cannon. The Fran cannon on a small ship was so powerful.
How powerful must the large ship and the six sea-suppressing cannons in the cave be?
Faced with Jiang Jiahao's concerns, Huang Mengang ignored it. Anyway, he decided that the Fran cannon must be taken away.
If you don’t take it away, he will cry!
