Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 8: Eight Extraordinary Laws
After exiting the subway station, there is a noisy avenue.

Jian Fusheng looked around, his calves trembling...

This damn place is so messed up!
In the middle of the road, a convertible with graffiti spray-painted blasted its horn, and a deafening modified stereo played unbearable underground music:

"Ah - ah - I slept with you, what can you do to me..."

On the sidewalk, a woman with a machete squeezed through a group of zombie-like drug addicts, panting and chasing an old man with tattoos:

"Stop! You've tortured me all night, why don't you give me your hard-earned money!?"

At the pancake stall on the side of the road, a fierce woman with a baby on her back spread green onions in her left hand, pointed a gun in the sky with her right hand, fired two blasts, and shouted:

"They sell pancakes! They sell pancakes! Bang bang pancakes, they are delicious and not expensive! Those who give money eat skewers, and those who pay for them have bang bang!"

At the door of a small restaurant on the roadside, a strong man wearing a chef's hat stepped on a young kid under his feet, clutched a boning knife and shouted:

"You little bastard, you dare to steal something from your chef's shop... tell me, do you want it to be stuffing for steamed buns or dumplings?"

Wiping the cold sweat from his head, Jian Fusheng kept reminding himself to stay calm.

In a place like this, where good people are bullied and good horses are ridden, we must not make people feel easy to bully.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Fusheng smoothed his bangs, pretended to be calm, lifted his legs and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by a big man with two dogs tattooed on his chest.

Damn it, you’re not going to rob me right now, are you?

Jian Fusheng is careful to remove the cold from the liver.

The tattooed dog man looked Jian Fusheng up and down and asked carelessly:
"Boy, do you want to join the gang? Our Erlang Gang is recruiting people!"

Jian Fusheng glanced at the big man with a sinister face, then at the two huskies on his chest, holding back a smile and shaking his head.

"Thank you, brother, I..."

Before he finished speaking, a young man with lipstick and green fur came over, took Jian Fusheng's arm, pinched the drake's throat and whispered:

"Brother, it's not easy to get along in society, and it's hard to find a job. I think you are a talented person, so why not come to our Yelan Gang, train tonight, start work tomorrow, buy a car in one year, and buy a house in three years!"

When the tattooed dog man heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He pushed Lu Maoqing away and said to Jian Fusheng:
"Don't listen to this shemale's nonsense. If you follow him, you'll be serving an old sow all night long. You'd better come to our Erlang Gang. We have shares, a girl, food and accommodation included, and a year-end bonus!"

Jian Fusheng quickly hugged the dog man and said with a smile:
"This big brother!"

He hugged his fists at Lu Maoqing again and said with a smile:

"this……"

The little green hair made an orchid finger:
"Miss!"

"...This young lady...to be honest with you two, I already have a gang, and I came here from other places to purchase goods!"

Upon hearing this, the big man suddenly lost interest and waved to Jian Fusheng, indicating that he could leave.

But the green-haired Qing glanced at Jian Fusheng from beginning to end, but he didn't believe it, and asked in a coy voice:

"Really? My sister has a wide network of contacts. In this Ming Dynasty, no matter where the gang comes from, as long as he comes to the Black Triangle, he will be a guest of our Yelan Gang. Please tell me where you are from and where you are. A road person?"

Jian Fusheng was well prepared and said calmly:
"Haha, I'm from Liangjiang City, and I'm from Yuanhehui!"

When Lu Maoqing heard this, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he laughed twice and said:
"Turns out he is a brother of Yuanhehui. If you offend me, remember to go to the Lanxiang nightclub that we helped to have a seat at when you have time!"

Jian Fusheng nodded, feeling quite disdainful.

After all, I am a top student, but I still can’t fool you, an uncultured little bastard?

Coming to the Black Triangle alone, Jian Fusheng naturally did some research. According to the information on the Internet, the Yuanhehui is the leading gang in the southwest. It claims to have [-] gang members, and it sends a large number of younger brothers to the north every year. When it came to purchasing supplies, it was difficult for Jian Fusheng to get involved in this position.

After getting rid of the harassment of the two people, Jian Fusheng wandered on the street with a little pride, thinking that this black triangle is nothing more than that, with my IQ, I can do well anywhere!

But Jian Fusheng didn't know that as soon as he left, Lu Maoqing picked up the phone and dialed a number, saying to the other end of the phone:

"Brother Chun? Huh! Didn't you suffer a loss at the hands of Yuanhehui last time? Let me tell you, I met a little bastard from Yuanhehui today..."

In the Black Triangle, Jian Fusheng didn't dare to ask for directions. Once he was exposed as a fool, he might lose his waist in a short while.

After walking around the street for a full hour, Jian Fusheng found a "One Hundred Steps to Cross the Yang" weapons store.The weapons store doesn't look big, but walking down the stairs into the basement is an eye-opener for Jian Fusheng.

There was a large room with long guns hanging on the wall, and handguns and grenades stuffed in the glass cabinets. There were two small rooms, one full of bright knives, and a door half open, revealing a row of rocket launchers.

In addition, there is a huge indoor shooting range next door, and the crackling gunfire makes people's ears hurt.

There were four clerks standing behind the glass counter, all of them sexy beauties with hot bodies and deep V short skirts.

On the big sofa in the front room, there were several customers with big bellies sitting on them. Several sexy clerks were diligently making tea and pouring wine for them, squeezing their shoulders and backs.

Jian Fusheng silently recited the jargon he found online, walked to the counter and said with a smile:

"Gun Girl, I'm going to charge with my powerful hand!"

The clerk smiled charmingly, glanced at Jian Fusheng, and said softly:
"Brother——, do you want to buy it individually or wholesale? If you have a big order, you can take me away!"

Jian Fusheng looked embarrassed.

There seems to be no mention of this on the Internet...

After grinding for a long time, he blushed and whispered:

"Are there any cheaper second-hand goods?"

Fortunately, Jian Fusheng was wearing a mask, otherwise he would have been in great disgrace...

The clerk's oval face instantly turned into a donkey face, and his eyes rolled to the ceiling:

"We don't have any second-hand goods here. If you buy junk, go to Sixth Street!"

Jian Fusheng's head was covered with black lines.

Okay, you went to the wrong place!
Just as he was about to turn around and go out, a customer next to Jian Fusheng glanced at him and suddenly asked:

"Boy, how much is your budget?"

Jian Fusheng turned his head and saw that the other person was a capable man in his thirties, with a short cut hair, a black suit, and a scar on his face diagonally across the bridge of his nose.

Smiling at the man, Jian Fusheng said a little embarrassedly:

"Just five thousand."

The man sneered, took out a revolver from his trouser pocket, and slapped it on the counter.

"M500, do you want eight thousand?"

Jian Fusheng's eyes lit up when he saw it.

When he came here, he looked at a lot of guns online, and the M500 was his favorite.

Jiang Youyue's opponents were all monks at the ninth level of qi training. It would be difficult for an ordinary pistol to kill them with one shot, and it would only damage his reputation as a powerful person from another world.

But the M500 is for hunting. It can kill a wild boar with one shot. Although the accuracy is a bit off, it is suitable for Jiang Youyue's self-defense.

However, the M500 is very expensive. A new model costs 5000 yuan, and a second-hand one costs nearly [-] yuan. Jian Fusheng originally planned to settle for the next best thing and buy a second-hand Desert Eagle. For [-] yuan, he could barely get it to work. of.

However, an M8000 priced at 500 yuan and in good condition is extremely rare!

Jian Fusheng hurriedly bowed to the capable man and asked:
"Brother, I really have no money. Do you think it's [-] percent?"

The man shook his head and said with a smile:
"This thing can be sold for [-] yuan in a gun shop. I just think you are a pitiful kid and I'm giving it to you. If you don't have money, you can borrow it online!"

Jian Fusheng smiled bitterly and nodded.

That's true, but as a rural kid, he usually doesn't have much consumption in his account. The only formal loan he can borrow is "WeChat Loan", with a limit of only [-].

The remaining [-] can only be borrowed from black websites. If you can't repay the money on time in the future, you will be in a lot of trouble.

After thinking for a long time, Jian Fusheng decided to buy the gun.

Although she has to borrow a loan from a black network, Jiang Youyue is a young lady from a family that cultivates immortals. When she comes out of the secret realm safely, ask her to send some gold bars or something, and the money will be as much as she wants!
However, after so much blood was shed, Jian Fusheng was not willing to take advantage of him. He nodded and bowed to the man again. Jian Fusheng asked with a smile:

"Brother, can you give me two boxes of bullets?"

　The sexy clerk wishes you all success in your work, lots of customers, lots of money, and big orders signed early.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)