stonecrandall Chapter 224
Chapter 224
"Make guns? What are you kidding?
Quinn's face was full of disdain.
Beckman was suddenly a little disappointed and sighed.
However, Quinn's next sentence made Beckman instantly hit the chicken blood, and instantly came to the spirit.
I saw Quinn from the pocket of his big belly, trickfully took out a six-barreled Gatling repeating machine gun, and took out a cigar and a pair of sunglasses, fully arming himself, before looking down at Beckman with a proud look and said:
"Are you insulting me Quinn?" The simple job of making guns, twenty years ago, no, thirty years ago I played rotten in some research institute. You see this treasure in my hand, six-barreled continuous shooting, mechanical power, as long as the strength is large, as long as you want to shoot, shoot as long as you want, use this weapon to launch a virus arrow, that is called a cool! Beckman
suddenly became nervous, and quickly asked: "Then will you build the kind of gun, that is, a firearm that can fire domineering bullets, and the chamber is extremely tough, will not easily explode, and can withstand ten tons, no, a hundred tons of huge force?"
Quinn took a sip of his cigar, looked down at Beckman in amazement and asked, "A hundred tons of huge force crushed?" Are you crazy Beckman, is that still a gun? Isn't that the supreme speed? Speaking
of this, Quinn was suddenly stunned, as if he had thought of something, and rummaged indiscriminately in the pocket on his big belly for a long time, and finally he turned out a large iron pipe more than two meters long.
Beckman was stunned, looking at the large black iron pipe in Quinn's hand, and there was a scope and butt on it, and the trigger.
"You this... It won't be a gun, right?
"This is when I was in the North Sea... Ahem, on some island, when idle, pounded out. I tell you, the material of this gun, said to come from space, is some extremely strong metal, the hardness is comparable to sea lou stone, not afraid of water and fire, even if it is thrown into magma, soaked for ten days and a half months, there is no.
Quinn said as she turned the black long-barreled gun in her hand.
Beckman's eyes suddenly straightened, staring straight at the super long firearm in Quinn's hand.
The shrewd Quinn, who had long noticed Beckman's eyes, immediately introduced the long gun in his hand more and more vigorously.
"If you want to say that hot weapons also have supreme karma, great karma and so on, then this single-shot sniper rifle in my hand is definitely ranked at the level of supreme karma!" Not only can it be used as a sniper rifle, but it can also be used as a cold weapon to smash people, and the hard fight will not be damaged at all. "
Can you..." Beckman held out his hand, trying to get the sniper rifle in Quinn's hand.
Quinn shoved the gun into his pocket and looked dryly at Beckman's outstretched hand.
"Hehe, this, Quinn, you are not a sniper with this gun, how about selling it to me?" I give out 10 million Bailey!
Beckman rubbed his hands together and looked at Quinn urgently, his expression as if he saw SSR.
Quinn turned and left, leaving Beckman in the square.
Beckman was sweating profusely, and suddenly he saw Jesus not far away, and immediately waved at him.
Jesus was stunned, walked over, and wondered, "What's wrong?" Beckman
hurriedly said: "Well, I found a sniper rifle, in Quinn's hands, it seems to be quite good, but he wants to sell it for a high price, Jesus Bu, do you still have any money?"
"You asked me to borrow money?" I'm going to buy a sniper rifle too, besides, you're the deputy captain, and you have a lot more money than me. Jesus looked reluctant.
"Oh, lend me first, I have a feeling, it's definitely a good gun, my bully bullet move, just fall on it, Jesus cloth!" No, Father Jesus, please, lend me some money. Beckman tugged directly at Jesus' sleeve and almost begged in tears.
A smug smile suddenly appeared on Jesus' face and said, "Hmph, very good, my good son, daddy will give you money." Saying
that, Jesus cloth from the bulging bag around his waist, turned out a stack of large denominations of Bailey, a million sheets, more than a hundred.
As soon as his money was taken out, it was snatched by Beckman.
Beckman sneaked after Quinn and dropped a word.
"Thank you, son."
Jesus was so angry that he also pulled out his legs and chased after Beckman.
Soon, Beckman caught up with Quinn, held up a stack of bills in his hand, and shouted: "Quinn, there are more than 100 million Baileys here, you quickly take it and give me that gun."
Quinn stopped, glanced at him obliquely, and said slowly: "The supreme deed, but more than 100 million Baileys."
"Less nonsense! If I don't say yes, I won't buy it! Beckman was out of breath.
Behind him, came the angry scolding of Jesus: "Bastard Beckman, quickly return my money to me!" Hearing
Jesus' words, Quinn also wanted to pinch Beckman's posture, suddenly disappeared, hurriedly turned out the dark sniper rifle, threw it to Beckman, snatched the banknote in his hand, and ran away with a swoop.
"Bastard! Lao Tzu's more than 100 million Bailey, you bought a shot of this broken... Hey? This gun, show me Beckman. Jesus
' angry scolding stopped abruptly, and his eyes suddenly seemed to be glued, staring straight at the spear in Beckman's hand.
"Hehe, I said, my intuition is right, Jesus Bu, I'm going to send it, this sniper rifle... What are you doing? You let go! This is Lao Tzu bought, if you want, go find Quinn yourself, maybe he still has it there, let it go!
"That's Lao Tzu's money! You take Lao Tzu's money to buy a gun, this gun is naturally Lao Tzu's, let it go, show me! In
the distance, Lakiru, with a chicken leg in his hand, squatted a monkey on his shoulder, looked blankly at Beckman and Jesus, scuffling together in the square, scratching his hair and twisting his ears.
After a while, the two got up in ashes, one grabbed one end of the sniper rifle, and walked in the direction of the sea.
When he arrived at the beach, Jesus Bu took a yellow bullet from the ammunition bag and loaded it into the sniper rifle.
"You let me try it first."
Jesus Bu pulled the sniper rifle over, raised the two-meter-long firearm with both hands, and aimed it at the sea in the distance.
"Hiss... What material is this made of, why is it so heavy? It's at least three times heavier than the sniper rifle I used to use, but how is this scope made? This is also too clear, this can be seen clearly from more than ten miles away, my God. Jesus
only felt that his heart was beating, a heartbeating sensation.
Bang!
A wave exploded on the sea in the distance, and a large fish that just jumped up was pierced by a bullet, leaving its left eye in and out of its right eye, without a trace of scars elsewhere.
It wasn't until the big fish fell into the sea that the sound of gunfire reached the ears of the two.
Beckman and Jesus looked at each other and were shocked.
"Supersonic sniper?"