Marvel Plane Merchant

Gu Bei obviously expected that the grumpy John would choose the second path. There is a saying that goes well, a real man should be straight-faced

Hiding in Uncle Rong's acquaintance Lao Ma's house is certainly a good idea, but you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime.

Gu Bei didn't want to grow up under Uncle Rong's wings. He was about to become a cadre, own his own neighborhood, and even start his own business. He needed enough courage.

Hong Chengzhi, you think you can suppress me with your connections in the gang. You overestimate yourself. Soon, you will know that in this gang, my words, Gu Bei's, will carry more weight than yours.

After Hong Chengzhi, there is a more complicated person, that is, the mastermind behind the short and fat winter melon and the tall and thin bamboo pole.

Gu Bei doesn't intend to touch this person, at least not in the short term. That kind of guy might be the founding veteran of the Hong Gang, and it's not something that Gu Bei can touch now.

But as long as Gu Bei can make Hong Chengzhi dare not touch him, that man will probably never do anything to him again.

As the master Zhugan said, "Hong Chengzhi is their scapegoat."

If the scapegoat didn't take action, they would lose their reason to deal with Gu Bei.

"John, let's leave now and go to the black market in Chinatown to buy a batch of guns."

John was a little hesitant, "Can you find a buyer? It's easy to lose money if you don't rely on gangs to trade."

John seemed to know some things and expressed his concerns.

Gu Bei had nothing to worry about. He said calmly, "John, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to get rid of the things. The only problem now is that I only have three thousand US dollars in start-up capital."

Gu Bei raised a difficult problem, and of course John wanted to help solve it. John gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, how much do you still need?"

Gu Bei was delighted, "Of course, the more, the better."

John's face was as painful as if he had lost a piece of meat. He threw a card onto the dirty wine table and said, "Take it."

Gu Bei was overjoyed, "How much does it cost here?"

John said, "$450."

Gu Bei suddenly frowned and asked again uncertainly, "How much?"

John still looked very heartbroken, "All my savings, 450 US dollars."

Suddenly, Gu Bei lost interest and fiddled with John's card. He took the bank card into his arms with ease, and the ugly businessman's face was clearly visible.

The honest John drank the last glass of wine and said, "Let's get this done quickly. Let's go buy a gun."

"let's go."

The two of them set off and passed through the noisy crowd in the tavern. No one paid attention to the departure of the two boys Gu Bei and John. There were so many people coming in and out of the tavern in a day, and not everyone could attract others' attention.

The two of them walked out of the tavern generously.

A bearded man who was drinking said with blurred eyes, "Those two boys seem to be offering bounties on the black market. I'm dazzled. How dare they show up in the pub?"

The bearded man was puzzled, and the friends around him stopped him to drink. He simply ignored the matter and threw himself into a drunken paradise.

Gu Bei and John left the tavern and headed west.

To the west of Chinatown, there is the most prosperous commercial street in Chinatown.

It is not like the east side of China Street, which is undeveloped and dilapidated. On the contrary, the west side of China Street was developed very early. Various high-end luxury stores have grown here. The streets are neatly renovated and there are many buildings of different styles. Very inclusive.

However, there is always darkness behind the light. Chinatown is the territory of the Hong Gang, and it is impossible not to be involved in the underworld business.

As far as Gu Bei knows, the largest firearms trading market in Chinatown is in the commercial street.

Moreover, Lao Ma, whom Uncle Tian told Gu Bei, was also here, which made Gu Bei guess Lao Ma's identity. He must have a good status in the Hong Gang who lives in Chinatown.

Maybe, even if I don't want to be protected by him, I should visit him.

As we walked along, the muddy land suddenly changed and was paved with square bricks with red patterns, and the streets were also paved with square bricks.