This is the first time that Xiucai has officially participated in an arms transaction. Although he has followed before, he just watched from a distance, and the amount of the transaction was small, not as large as this time.
The tense posture just now really scared him.
Follow Lian Wushang and check the Hanyang Zao in front of him.
He didn't understand guns, so he could only pretend to touch them.
He's not good at practicing Wu Hua's marksmanship, but he can still tell how good a gun is.
After checking it, I found that these guns were good and bad, but overall, these guns were much better than before the county brigade changed its equipment.
While checking, I cursed in my heart, Zhong Yangjun and these grandsons are really nothing. Such a good gun was sold to the bandits by them.
He deliberately made the grandsons leave with guns, but he still suppressed the impulse in his heart and checked them carefully.
Among the nineteen pieces made in Hanyang, Lian Wushang picked one of better quality and held it in his hand, winking at the scholar.
The scholar understood, put down the gun in his hand, turned to Zhang Xuanliang and said, "Platoon Leader Zhang, the quality of this batch of goods is not very good."
Zhang Xuanliang naturally knew that Xiucai wanted to bargain, but he didn't care. You won't be able to take these guns away anyway.
Therefore, he cooperated with Xiucai and said, "This batch of goods is indeed average. They are all old guns retired from the regiment. Since you don't like them, we can give in to the price."
The scholar knew the price of arms on the black market. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "According to the market price, a new gun costs 40 oceans. Let's trade in the old ones and see how about 25 oceans a gun."
"25 is too low, how about 35? And there are good guns among these guns, right, Brother Hill?" In order to appear more realistic, Zhang Xuanliang still raised the price.
Lian Wushang showed a disdainful expression and said exaggeratedly, "This one is just okay, the rifling of the others is almost worn out."
After hearing this, the scholar turned to Zhang Xuanliang and said, "28!"
"30! That's the price. If it's lower, we can only take it back." Zhang Xuanliang said with an unhappy face.
The scholar frowned, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then reluctantly said, "Then follow Platoon Leader Zhang's price, 30 oceans!"
"Haha, since brother is so happy, how about I send another thousand bullets?!"
"Then I have to thank Platoon Leader Zhang!" Xiucai said, extending his right hand towards Zhang Xuanliang.
Zhang Xuanliang smiled, shook hands with Xiucai, and asked, "I wonder when you will pay the money in full?"
"Wait a minute, there seems to be something wrong with this gun. I want to try it."
"Try it?" Zhang Xuanliang felt a shiver in his heart and felt that something was wrong with this posture. However, he looked at Lian Wushang's crooked handle and felt that this kid was not attacking him in the name of testing the gun.
"What are you afraid of? Just try a few shots. If there is no problem, we will pay immediately!" Lian Wushang urged.
"Okay!" Zhang Xuanliang said, and asked a Zhong Yangjun for a few bullets and handed them over.
Lian Wushang took the bullet, unloaded the magazine skillfully, loaded the bullet, took a peek at Huanzi on the tree, sneered in his heart, and then said, "I'm going to shoot!" After saying that, he slowly Slowly raising the muzzle of the gun, aiming at a dense branch.
When Zhang Xuanliang saw the position of the gun muzzle, he felt bad and rushed over, trying to stop him, "Don't"
However, how could Lian Wushang allow him to succeed?
When the trigger was pulled, Hanyang Zao shot out an orange-yellow projectile with a "pop" sound.
"Ah~"
With a scream, Huanzi was shot and fell from the tree.
"Oops, a sister Lin fell from the sky." Lian Wushang sang the opera while grabbing Zhang Xuanliang with his backhand. He turned around and dodged behind him, using it to block other people. The shooting range of eight Zhongyang troops.
Although Huanzi on the ground was shot, it was only a scratch. He endured the pain and tried to get up.
But before he could stand up, he found a pistol pressed against his head, "Don't move!"
Xiucai reacted quickly. After seeing Lian Wushang subduing Zhang Xuanliang, he immediately took out his gun and controlled Huanzi.
Huanzi raised her hand and could clearly feel the muzzle of the scholar's gun trembling.
He secretly thought that it was not good, the guy behind him was obviously a rookie, if I were accidentally killed by him, wouldn't it be an unjust death?
Huanzi didn't dare to move and said softly, "Brother, don't get excited. We have something to talk about."
On the other side, Lian Wushang dragged Zhang Xuanliang and retreated to the scholar's side, "Platoon Leader Zhang, what do you mean by this arrangement of Sister Lin?"
Zhang Xuanliang rolled his eyes and said with an apologetic smile, "My brother just thought it was too hot down there, so he went up to the tree to take a nap, right, Huanzi?"
"Yes, yes, I sleep hard and usually can't wake up. If it weren't for the gunfire, I might still be asleep right now?" Huanzi's expression was distorted, and she laughed in response to the hanging beam.
"I see. I really couldn't help myself just now. I didn't expect this damn blind shot to knock you down." Lian Wushang said with a sneer.
"It's okay, I was unlucky and shouldn't have blocked the path of the bullet." Huanzi said.
Lian Wushuang turned around and stared at Huanzi for a while, then said: "Before Luocao, I was considered a Taoist priest, and I also know a little bit about the art of physiognomy. If you don't have a good face, you will definitely suffer a bloody disaster today!"
As soon as Lian Wushang said this, the eight puppet soldiers holding guns on the opposite side almost laughed.
Is there anyone who can read faces like this?
Give someone a shot first, and then tell them, I think you have a bad look and are in danger of a bloody disaster, so this is just to take advantage of others.
However, Huanzi is considered a person. He endured the pain and said, "Does the Taoist master have a way to solve it?"
Lian Wushang didn't expect that Huanzi could tease him at this time.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Stop bleeding with blood! Stop killing with killing! Kill a few more little devils and you can crack it."
Lian Wushang's words were very plain, but an invisible aura slowly spread, causing the entire transaction scene to become silent in an instant.
When Zhang Xuanliang and his soldiers first joined the army, didn't they want to kill the enemy and serve the country, and return their bodies wrapped in horse leather?
However, the harsh reality tells them that just think about it and don't take it seriously.
Isn’t it good to be alive?
Zhang Xuanliang made a vague gesture, telling Song Mingyuan, who was ambushing, to take action.
The business has reached this point, so why not be a chicken feather?
Huanzi's ferocious expression disappeared. He slowly put down his raised hands. He no longer cared about the pistol in Xiucai's hand. He turned around and said to Lian Wushang, "Thank you, Taoist Master, for teaching me the way to crack it."
"Ah~~" A scream came from a distance, followed by a "bang~" gunshot from further away.
Screams and gunfire followed one after another, about a second apart.
This detail instantly changed Zhang Xuanliang's expression.
