Immortal Realm’s Smuggling Kingpin

Comrade Xiao Xiangzi, who was promoted to the No. 1 shopkeeper from a young age, had an unprecedented enthusiasm for his work. With such an arm, Luo Qian could completely ignore Du Ningming’s complaints about insufficient manpower and still leave the preparations for Luoche jewelry to both of them. , I concentrate on my own smuggling industry.

Wang Yunfeng's auction period is still four days, and Luo Qian is ready to visit the Lower Realm.

In meditation, Luo Qian made up the spirit of the fairy. Now he is also a little confused about his physical condition, it seems that the "rebirth" skill is not that simple. After each use, the fairy spirit must be supplemented, but if it is not supplemented, how many times it can persist is still to be "explored". The current highest number is: seven times.

Today, Luo Qian is very familiar with driving. Even if he plunged into the fountain pool in the lower realm, he would immediately perform invisibility without being noticed. Only the kind-hearted aunt complained about littering at the surging pool.

In X City, Luo Qian came to his stronghold. His goal this time is not simple: weapons!

The battle with the Golden Turtle Fairy made Luo Qian see the tremendous power of a sniper rifle. As long as the bullet is powerful enough, a pistol can also exert the same power. Luo Qian's target for the Lower Realm this time is the gun.

In China, gun control is very strict. Even if guns can be bought on the black market, they will not be advanced products of large caliber. Luo Qian pursues power. He can't wait to get a grenade launcher. These domestic goods are natural. Not eye-catching.

It's not that there are no good guns in China, but ordinary people can't get them.

Luo Qian found a travel agency and used a fake passport to do an outbound tour. The lady tour guide originally told him wordy about how many days it would take to organize an outbound tour. Luo Qian was impatient at hearing, and finally decided to tie her RMB into a brick to knock her out, and it succeeded!

Luo Qian enjoyed the warm hospitality of American Airlines' first-class cabin and stretched out with satisfaction. Thirteen hours later, Luo Qian set foot on the land of the United States of America.

His English is decent, this is entirely because of the merits of the **** king. The languages ​​of the gods are mixed, so there is a special magic that allows people to understand all languages ​​without a teacher. When Luo Qian first arrived in the gods, the **** king used this magic on him, but Luo Qian himself didn’t know. That's it.

He walked casually on the street and found a weapon shop in a dark alley. For the customers, the bearded and brawny shopkeeper did not show any interest. In this so-called free country, buying a gun for self-defense is a good choice. There are many brand-new guns on the shelves in the store, and of course there are also some second-hand goods.

Luo Qian took a look, and based on his knowledge of firearms, he couldn't choose any suitable guns. "Tuk Tuk" He knocked on the table and asked the shopkeeper who was busy playing shooting games: "The most powerful pistol, is there any?" The shopkeeper looked at him. A yellow man who was not very tall, he asked The most powerful pistol, does he know the backlash of the powerful pistol?

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The shop owner curled his lips: "Desert=, 12.7mm, one, the diameter is not small, he never knew the caliber of the pistol was so big." Yes. "Luo Qian said.

The shopkeeper regrets a bit. After seeing the real gun, this person will definitely regret it. He might not be able to hold the gun with such a small hand. "Let me see." Luo Qian said. The shop owner bowed his head helplessly, looked for a while under the counter, and took out a beautifully packaged gun box.

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He put the box on the table: "Hey, friend, I think you should choose this one, M1911

Luo Qian is very stubborn: "I want the most powerful." The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said dissatisfied: "Man, I'm kind..." "Are you in stock?" Luo Qian asked bluntly.

The shopkeeper was very dissatisfied and put away the M1911A1, and found another off-white gun case. This box is much bigger than the one just now. The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and pushed it: "Desert=! This thing is not for hitting people at all. Only you guys who don't know the goods will buy it, huh!"

Luo Qian opened the gun box, a huge silver-white pistol. He picked it up at random and compared it a few times. The weight was really unclear, but for a fairy, what was this weight?

"I still want bullets." Luo Qian was very cold because of poor English. Those two actions just now stopped the shopkeeper: the thin and thin oriental man did not seem to have seventy pounds, and his strength was so full. The heavy Desert=cool performance, the shopkeeper suddenly got a cold back and thought of a character: killer !

The ruthless killer of Chinatown! The shopkeeper has heard a lot of legends about this kind of person, the lurker in the dark, synonymous with ruthlessness!

"Well, this, I want to see your gun permit." The shopkeeper's hand touched the Remington under the counter.

Luo Qian left his travel passport on the table casually. Click! "The bullet was loaded, and a black muzzle was aimed at Luo Qian's chest.

, Said fiercely: "Get out of my shop, or I will blow your lungs with one shot! Laugh, open your hands: "Relax, relax, my friend. I'm here to trade, not to make trouble. "He raised his hands. Although he didn't care about the grab on his chest, he didn't want to cause any trouble. More is worse than less.

He pulled out a stack of dollars from his clothes, which was more than five thousand dollars, and threw it on the table: "I pay a high price! A box of bullets is enough..."

The shopkeeper looked at the banknotes, swallowed, and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I will get in trouble." Luo Qian shook his head and said, "I am a travel passport. I will go back soon. You will be fine, please "Yes." Luo Qian drew a wad of banknotes from his arms again: "Plus five thousand dollars!" This is almost 13 times the price of the gun. The shopkeeper finally couldn't stand the temptation and put away the rifle: "You promise that you will no longer be in American territory. Used on?"

"I promise!"

Smooth transaction. Luo Qian left the United States with a large pistol and large bullets. The banknotes were changed on the black market by Luo Qian before leaving the country. With his skill, he escaped airport security with ease.

He flew back to the country by himself, and Luo Qian made some purchases in major jewelry stores, returned to the stronghold in X City, and prepared to leave the human world. When I walked to the gate of the community, the street lights glowed orange. It was already night.

Under the street lamp at the door, a group of people gathered around. Luo Qian passed by, and there was a sound of discussion. He was a little curious, and he leaned over to see that it turned out to be a tricycle full of books.

The stall owner was a young guy, and he greeted Luo Qian enthusiastically: "Brother, let's have a copy, it's good to watch!" Luo Qian shook his head. Most of the books on this kind of cart are pirated copies, with poor printing quality, and typos. The stall owner said, "Brother, take a look first and make sure it looks good." With that, Luo Qian took a book out of a pile of books, and Luo Qian took a look. There was a picture of a beautiful woman wearing a light gauze. The girl of color, four words on the side: Legend of Immortality.

"Does it have traditional Chinese?" He just asked casually, even if this thing was picked up, most immortals only recognized traditional Chinese characters, which was a pile of waste paper. It is really not easy to find traditional Chinese books in the mainland. I didn't expect the stall owner to blurt out: "Yes! There happened to be a copy that was printed incorrectly. It was printed in traditional Chinese..."

Luo Qian thought for a while and bought it.

Looking at the cover, Luo Qian knew that this must be an H book, and took it back to Ling Xiaose by the way. It's been a long time since Li Feier came back, and Luo Qian really missed it. Let him find Li Feier himself, Luo Qian really couldn't save this face. The article can only be written on Ling Xiaose, anyway, people are relatives.

Now that he has the gusset, Luo Qian is comfortable and bold when he buys things, and he doesn't have to worry that he won't be able to finish his back and run again.

Putting all the things into the furnishings, Luo Qian performed secret techniques and returned to the fairy world.

Originally, this gun was made by Xiao Xiangzi to help refining it, but when Luo Qian found Xiao Xiangzi, he was standing on the roof of Zhenhuayuan Luoshi Jewelry, shouting to the fairy workers how to construct it. Luo Qian is rare. Conscience discovered that he felt that he could no longer squeeze his surplus value. So Shi Shiran walked around on the construction site and found an opportunity to stuff Xiao Xiangzi the jewels from the lower realms. Then before Du Ning came back to grab him, he smeared the soles of his feet and slipped away to Qing Pingyuan.

A talisman for communication was placed at the door of Ling's house. Within the time of a cup of tea, Ling Xiaose had to run out, grabbed him and went to the woods: "Brother Luo, what are you doing recently? Every time I go>:

Luo Qian smiled bitterly. He was really an otaku. He didn't even know that I was so mixed up in Fengtong Mountain. I seldom return> hands. A bubble-like seal fell and prevented the two of them from leaking.

Luo Qian mysteriously went to the book "Legend of Immortality": "Hehe, UU reading www.uukanshu.com guarantees your satisfaction." Ling Xiaose has been "not knowing the taste of meat" for several months, and he is rather hungry. His eyes lit up: "Is it the legendary H comic? This is a good thing, thank you Brother Luo!"

Luo Qian laughed, tucked the book into his arms, and patted his shoulder: "Do you two still need to be polite?" Ling Xiaose quickly put away the book, which is not suitable for viewing here.

"This, how much is it?" Ling Xiaose reached out and touched his purse. Luo Qian said with a big belly: "If you haven't seen anything for so long, just treat it as my compensation. This time it's free." Ling Xiaose hurriedly said: "How can this be done, my brother will settle the account? I don’t know how much this book is, but it shouldn’t be cheap. Why am I embarrassed if you take such a big risk..."

Luo Qian's eyes rolled around and he was thief in his heart, waiting for your words. "If you feel uneasy, please do something for me..."

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