Hardy Empire 1945

Looking for a small restaurant and ordering hamburger coffee, Sean said while eating: Now you can take a rest, usually at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the bar and nightclub are open, let's go around and take care of their safety.

To put it bluntly, it's just to see the scene.

If someone makes trouble, just shoot those damn drunks out. It's usually a good solution. We mainly focus on other gang members who may come to trouble, but that's rare. Each gang has its own territory, other gangs People generally don't step on them.

Go around one by one at night, ask about the wine sales, get the order for the next day, and usually finish work at one or two in the morning. Sean said in a relaxed tone.

In An Yi's view, in fact, what they earn is hard-earned money.

But in this society, who does not work hard.

What about the collection? An Yi asked.

We only have one fixed account, which is to ask the Spaniards for a share of the cocoa powder. Oh, it was Cook before, who was killed by you. I don't know who is next. Sean said and looked at An Yi.

There is also the collection of bills for casinos and loan companies. Those are those who go to the company to take over tasks and find jobs by themselves. I think it will not be too late to do that when you are familiar with the business at hand.

An Yi understands a little. Helping casinos and loan companies to collect bills is actually making extra money.

An Yi thought of one thing, took a bite of the hamburger and asked Sean, Is there a way to buy a gun? I want to buy a few guns.

You are a gangster, you may encounter danger at any time, how can you defend yourself without a gun.

Before Bill's gun was thrown into the Los Angeles River after An Yi killed, he needed to prepare some handy guys for himself.

Buy a gun, no problem. I'll take you to see Old Mike after dinner. Sean said.

After eating, the three drove to a gun shop in the suburbs. The scale of the gun shop was not small. When they got out of the car, Sean said: Old Mike is also a member of our gang, selling regular guns and black guns. The people in the gang are basically Get the goods from him.

Saying that, he pushed open the door and the three walked in.

Old Mike, there is business coming. Sean shouted to an old man on the reclining chair.

Old Mike with gray hair and a big beard opened his eyes and got up from the reclining chair, looked at Sean, turned to An Yi, and asked, Who is this?

Jon Hardy is Bill's brother. Now that Bill is injured, Hardy is temporarily in charge of his piece. Sean introduced.

Old Mike walked over to An Yi and looked up and down, Have you ever been a soldier?

Yes, Marine Corps. An Yi said.

The old man nodded, Well, I can feel that temperament in you. You should have experienced a lot of battles. I also served as a soldier and participated in the First World War. I fought for the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but unfortunately the country was defeated. The Austro-Hungarian Empire also disappeared, and I later moved to the United States...

Old Mike, Jon wants some handy guys. Sean interrupted Old Mike.

Old Mike nodded, Okay, come with me.

Said to lead the way ahead,

Sean pouted at An Yi secretly, lowered his voice and said to An Yi: As long as there are new people coming, he will nagging his old huang calendars.

An Yi smiled.

A few people walked to a big iron door. Old Mike took out a bunch of keys from his body and opened the iron door. The iron door opened, and An Yi's eyes lit up.

The warehouse is full of shelves with various weapons on it.

Guns and cars are men's favorites, and there are hardly any men who don't love guns and cars, just as girls can't say no to Barbies and stuffed animals.

Old Mike walked ahead and introduced:

Many of these guns are used, some have been eliminated from the battlefield, M1 Garand rifle, M1 carbine, Mauser 98 rifle, British Enfield rifle...

As he said that, he picked up one from the shelf and patted the gun body hard.

To An Yi:

M1941 Johnson semi-automatic rifle, Marine platoon-loaded guns, you should be familiar with it?

An Yi has completely merged with Hardy's consciousness. He is indeed very familiar with this rifle. He has a very handy feeling when he takes the gun handed over by Old Mike.

Crack!

An Yi pulled the bolt hard.

clatter.

Pull the trigger lightly.

This gun is well maintained. An Yi touched the rifle and said.

Old Mike smiled, I'm not only good at selling guns, but picking and maintaining them is my specialty. When I buy these guns, I choose thousands of them, and after I get them back, I will maintain them myself to ensure that every gun here is Best state.

This is what I want. An Yi said immediately.

Old Mike smiled and nodded,

For $105, you get 100 bullets.

This price is not low, almost half a month's salary for ordinary workers.

Old Mike, these guns are all used goods you received. Besides, the production cost of these guns is only a few dozen dollars. You are selling them too expensively. Sean said beside him.

Old Mike pouted, The hen lays an egg, it only costs the cost of a pout, don't I give you the egg for nothing.

An Yi was amused by the old man's words, $100, send 200 bullets.

OK, no problem. Old Mike happily agreed.

Continue to walk forward to the submachine gun area.

As for the submachine gun, do you want one, the Thomson submachine gun, known as the Chicago Typewriter, and the German MP40 submachine gun, STG44...

An Yi didn't think much about it, and asked for a Chicago typewriter, which was a perfect match for gangsters.

I asked for two M1911s for the pistol. Bill had two before. After killing Cook, they dismantled them and threw them into the river. An Yi decided to add them to him.

Then he picked a very nice Colt revolver.

Finally, An Yi saw the Winchester M1887 shotgun, which was fired by Cook at the beginning. He thought that he must get one in the future. Now that he saw it in Old Mike, An Yi did not hesitate to start it. .

There are also machine guns, grenades and even explosives and other weapons in the warehouse. The old man asked An Yi if he wanted it, and An Yi shook his head and refused.

Wait until you need to.

Old Mike smiled, Okay, come and get what you need, I'll give you a preferential price.

He talked about the discount, but the old guy asked for a lot of money, three long guns, three short guns, and matching bullets. In the end, the final settlement cost a total of four hundred and sixty dollars.

Yesterday, An Yi got 1,800 US dollars, and I used a quarter of it at once, but the money was spent happily.

There is a shooting range behind the gun shop. An Yi came to the shooting range to practice with his gun. Facing the 50-meter target, he almost hit the gun and the discus target was hit with a loud noise.

Sean and Ryder were also shooting alongside each other, but the results were far worse than An Yi.

Jon, your marksmanship is really accurate, we may not hit the target with every ten shots. Sean envied.

Marksmanship is all fed with bullets. When you hit thousands of rounds, you can also become a sharpshooter. An Yi said.

Old Mike nodded beside him, Joe is right, if you want to be good at marksmanship, you need to practice more.

As he said that, he picked up the gun and fired at the iron card again and again. There was no time to aim at it. Every time he fired the iron card, there was a loud noise. After the old man finished shooting, he left gracefully.

Looking at Old Mike's somewhat hunched back.

Calmly said,

If this old Mike is placed in the martial arts world, it is estimated that he is a sweeping monk.

After playing until more than four o'clock in the afternoon, they left the old Mike's gun shop, wandered around a few bars, and finally came to the bunny girl nightclub.

At this moment, it was getting dark, and there were drinkers coming to the door one after another. The three of them got off the bus, and the guard at the door saw the three of them greeted them and let them go.

Let's find a place to sit, in fact, there are very few things to do. Sean said.

As he was walking in, a gorgeous woman with a tall blond hair and a red coat walked by, saw Sean saying hello, and finally looked at An Yi.

A pair of wonderful eyes looked him up and down with interest.

Sean, who is this handsome guy?

Sean quickly introduced, Jon Hardy, my new boss, is now in charge of this piece.

Jon, this is Marissa.

Marissa took two steps forward, the wooden floor clattered by the high heels, and stopped when she approached An Yi.

The woman's stature is very tall, An Yi is now more than 1.8 meters tall, and Marissa standing in front of him is not much shorter.

The woman's brown eyes looked at An Yi, and she stretched out her hand with a smile, Hello Mr. Hardy, can you meet me?

My pleasure.

Ease does not have female phobia.

Smiling, he reached out and shook hands.

Are you free for a drink?

Of course.

Marissa's red lips were slightly raised towards An Yi, showing a smiling face, she turned around and stepped on high heels to leave, her waist twisted like a willow enchanting.

Ryder took a long time to look away from the woman's back, and said to An Yi with envy:

He has never spoken to us like this, including Bill, but he is very enthusiastic about you today. It seems that being handsome is popular with women.

Sean smiled and said, Jon, Marisa is the most beautiful woman in the bunny girl. She has a lot of style and attracts many guests. The boss gives her the highest commission.

A word comes to mind.

Princess of the Night.

There are many such people in later generations, who warm the scene with atmosphere, attracting drinkers to come to consume, but this Marisa in front of her should be the best kind.

In ancient China, it should be called Hua Kui.

Sean continued: Many men pursue her, but few can get her to work.

She looked at you just now, as if she was interested in you. If you work harder, she might have a chance to climb into her bed in the future.

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