From Arms Dealer To King of War

   Chapter 316 getoutmyplace!!!

  A private shooting range outside of Trenton, New Jersey…

   This private training ground built on a farm was established by several marines in partnership, and it is also the headquarters of the 'Deadly Strike Military Service Company'.

  The total assets of this guy's company include a piece of ancestral land owned by shareholders, a gun license for a gun shop, a private training ground, and a private shooting range.

  Because of qualification issues, "Fatal Strike" can only undertake some small tasks from those first-level contractors, such as patrolling in Afghanistan or guarding certain important buildings.

Due to the lack of connections and competitiveness, the business of 'Deadly Strike' was not very good, which led them to return to their hometown in New Jersey to compete for some other businesses, such as opening the training ground, and doing military training for residents around Trent. Make a little money.

  The traffic jam caused Qiaojia to arrive here at noon.

  Four Chevrolet Subbans drove onto the lawn of the farm arbitrarily, wandered around the semi-abandoned farm, and finally stopped in front of a house on a military training ground.

Qiaojia opened the door and got out of the car, adjusted his suit, then walked to a barbecue grill, looked at a bearded man who was grilling, pointed at the beef on the grill with a smile and said, "Guys, give me a piece of meat." , I'm going to starve to death!"

  The momentum on Qiaojia was so strong that the bearded man in charge of the barbecue subconsciously obeyed his order, cut a large piece of beef and put it on a plate and handed it to him.

   "Hey, who are you? What are you trying to do?"

  At this time, a pothead in his thirties jumped out of a pickup truck that was parked on the side of Saboban, trying to rush to Qiaojia to give him a good look.

  But just halfway through the rush, he was stopped by the 'Spurs'.

   Seeing that the lid of the pot wanted to touch the gun, the 'Spurs' lifted his suit to reveal the pistol on his waist, pointed to the guys around him, and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't do it."

Seeing the appearance of a group of hardcover bodyguards, the pot head squinted and gave up the idea of ​​drawing his gun. He stared fixedly at Qiaojia not far away, and said in a deep voice: "This is a private territory, and no one is invited to enter it." Entry is illegal trespass."

Qiaojia picked up the beef with **** and took a bite, and found that the taste was surprisingly good. He stretched out his thumb to the bearded chef who still hadn't calmed down, then looked at the lid of the pot and said with a smile: "I want to Meet your boss, um, or someone who can count."

   As Qiaojia finished eating the beef in two or three bites, he sighed comfortably, took a sip of a bottle of beer naturally, and then took out a hundred-dollar bill, put it on the table and pressed it with the bottle...

   "Thank you, your roast beef saved my life, I think your craft is suitable for a break in Manhattan."

  The movement here alarmed the people who were practicing guns in the training ground. A square-faced pot head wearing a military uniform with a serious expression signaled loudly for everyone to unload the magazine, eject the bullets in the gun chamber, and open the safety of the gun.

  It was not until it was confirmed that everyone had done so that the square-faced pot head walked over in great strides.

  Looking at the magnificent Choga, the square-faced pothead frowned and said, "Who are you?

   If you want to participate in training, get out and make an appointment and come back later, people like you are not welcome here! "

Qiaojia was not angry because of the other party's impoliteness, he raised his hand to stop Ayou who wanted to go forward, sat on the dining table with half his buttocks, took a sip of beer, looked at the square face and smiled Said, "You're the boss of Deadly Blow, James Laettner?"

  Hearing Qiaojia announce his name, the square-faced pot head said vigilantly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Qiaojia looked back at the bearded chef who was still in a daze, he smiled and waved his hands to signal him to come back to his senses, then pointed to a few pieces of fresh beef, and said: "Man, let's roast a little, my guys are still cooking. Hungry."

  The beard looks very strong, but he doesn't seem to have much courage. In front of Choga's request, the beard looks at the gloomy James Laettner, who is a little bit embarrassed.

   Qiaojia saw this posture, and he glanced at the two gun-wielding potheads who came from a distant house, and he said with a smile: "OK, the four partners of Fatal Strike are all here."

  James Laettner looks at the bodyguards around Choga. Although they seem to be acting loosely, they occupy multiple points.

   James, who was extremely unsure, stared at Choga, and said in a gloomy tone: "What do you want to do?"

Choga watched the two potheads rushing over with their guns and stood behind James. He glanced at the muzzles of their guns pointing to the ground and the closed safety. He nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I didn't come to seek revenge on you.

  I just love this place of yours so much that I want to buy it, all…”

"what?"

  James thought he heard it wrong, he frowned and took a step forward, and said, "What did you say?"

  Choga spread his hands and said with a smile: "I said I want to buy here, um, the farm, the gun shop, the gun license, the training ground, and the 'Deadly Strike Military Contracting Company'."

   While talking, Choga looked at James with a strange expression, and said with a smile: "Hey, this is a business negotiation, now you can make an offer."

  James looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, exchanged glances with his buddy, then shook his head and said, "NO, the farm doesn't sell it, and the company doesn't sell it either. I think you should leave here now. We have called the police."

  Joga put down the beer in his hand, glanced at the table, picked up an apple and took a bite, said while eating: "Man, for Americans, everything has a price.

  Why don't you try to come up with a price? Your life might just change because of it. "

  James felt that Choga was talking crazy, so he said impatiently: "5 million, if you..."

"make a deal!"

   Qiaojia showed a smile on his face, glanced at the lawyer Wagner, and said, "Transfer the money to Mr. Leitner, and you will go and complete all the procedures this afternoon."

Wagner walked up to the bewildered James with a purchase agreement in his hand, turned the contract to the price page, filled in the figure of 5 million, turned the contract to the last page with a smile, and gave James Handing over a pen, he said with a smile: "5 million! There are not many good opportunities like this.

  You can sign first, and then tell me your account number, and I will guide you on some tax avoidance methods. "

  Choga didn't care how Wagner handled the acquisition. He turned to look at the bearded chef and said, "Are you the chef here? If you don't help me with a few pieces of tender beef, you will be fired."

   As he spoke, Choga caught a glimpse of James finally picking up the pen. With a bright smile on his face, he said to the bearded man, "This is my territory now..."

  Under the guidance of Wagner, James Laettner carefully read the three-page acquisition contract, and finally signed his name on the contract under the urging of his companions.

   After finishing it, James walked up to Choga with a complicated expression, and said falteringly: "Sir..."

  Joga is not interested in these marines, and this James is not as tough as he appears on the outside.

  If he really wants to evict people, he should quote 600 million instead of 20% more than the actual evaluation price and quote 5 million.

   According to the information provided by Chris, ‘Fatal Strike’, as a level 4 contractor, has been losing money.

  The reason for the loss of "Fatal Strike" is that they can't accept the task of making money. It is impossible for them to afford such a big mess with the money they earn from performing tasks overseas.

   What's more serious is that this James is a gambler, and his comrades knew this, but they didn't choose to kick him away...

   This is a little guy who likes to gamble, is aggressive, and inwardly aggressive. Qiaojia really doesn't want to waste time with him.

   Seeing that this guy made a lot of money and wanted to talk nonsense to himself, Qiaojia pointed to the gate of the farm and said, "This is now a private property!

   get out my place!!!"

  Watching the four marines leave with Wagner, Choga looked at a group of guests who came to shoot targets, and he said to Dorian: "Go to the warehouse to get bullets, let these guests leave after enjoying themselves.

  'Pliers', prepare a few big locks, and lock the doors of the warehouse and the gun shop.

   This place is not bad, but it doesn't seem to be what I imagined it to be. We need to find someone to fix it.

  I need a professional training ground, not a playground for urban women and children. "

  The 'Spurs' don't know that the contract between the boss and the DEA is still verbal.

   Winning the 'Fatal Strike' is Choga's top priority, and the time saved by spending an extra million is very crucial.

  And this farm has more than just one 'fatal strike', the 'old gun license' and two 'old gun licenses' contained in it are very valuable.

  The "Old Gun License" was actually issued many years ago. It is an ATF (Administration of Tobacco, Alcohol, Firearms and Explosives) secondary weapons dealer license, and has an automatic weapons trading license.

   This thing is no longer distributed outside of Texas and Ohio. The other states still exist are "old gun licenses" that have not been canceled in the past, which are very valuable for those who need them.

  'Old gun license' is a license to hold automatic weapons. This stuff is very precious in Texas and is rarely traded on the market.

   This thing is like a big motorcycle brand in some cities in Huaguo. If you want to ride a motorcycle, you can only buy a license from someone with a big brand.

   Now, as long as Qiaojia gets the green card, these can be transferred to his name

  'Spurs' They didn't understand the inside story, but they were indeed overwhelmed by the boss's big hand.

  The reason why local tyrants are local tyrants lies in the 'soil'. Only by seeking the best but the most expensive can they be called local tyrants.

   And now Choga is rich and rich!

  Dorian watched the boss spend money randomly, he said with a bit of distress: "Boss, we can bargain, 5 million must be high, that guy ran away without even saluting, we must be slaughtered."

   Qiaojia shook his head and said with a smile: "Then what do you want? People from the FBI have been trying to find fault with me. They are checking my contract with the DEA. How can I have time to talk nonsense with those people?

  It’s only 5 million, and it will be earned back soon..."

  Seeing how the group of people were stunned, Choga grinned and said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not as rich as you think.

  But it feels really good to buy something without bargaining, so you have to work harder.

  Whether I can achieve financial freedom before the age of thirty-five depends on whether you work hard enough!

  As long as you work hard, maybe the money will be earned back before we return to Afica, and it must be reasonable and legal!

   At that time, I will give you bonuses! "

  (end of this chapter)