Paul held the steering wheel and yawned.

With a glance, I saw a familiar figure standing at the door of the gun shop.

What are you doing?

It seemed like he stuffed his finger into the barrel and stabbed it hard.

He parked his car in the white line on the side of the road, pulled out of the car, and shouted, "Hey, man, are you performing?"

When Gao Jun saw him, he laughed and shook his head, "Uh... I remember that this way I could feel whether the rifle was aging?"

"That requires professional tools. If your fingers are stuck in it, I think the doctors in the community hospital will be curious." Paul also raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice. "I heard that there was a black man in San Francisco who wanted to try the gun, and then he tried to stuff himself into the barrel and then, he went off the fire."

"My God, can that still work?"

"In the next life, you should be careful."

Gao Jun looked unbelievable, looked down at the barrel and gestured, "Is this barrel that big?"

"Ahem, he customized it. In the United States, as long as you have money, you can even change the cannon into your favorite anime character." Paul smiled and pushed the roller shutter door hard, and Gao Jun also helped to help him.

When he walked into the house, the first thing Paul did was to open the window and get some breath. After finishing his work, he asked and raised his chin slightly.

"Where did this gun come from?"

Gao Jun handed the gun over, "I just saw an old man waiting for you at the door. He looked very anxious, so I bought it first."

"You must be talking about Old Chelsen."

Paul sank the squirt. He heard Gao Jun say that he knew who it was. He looked at him with a weird look, "Didn't he tell you a story?"

"You know all this?"

"Of course, he has come to me many times, and each time it is a different story. I have seen this gun. He wanted to sell it to me before, but I think it's not good, so I refused. How much did you buy it?"

“55 US dollars!”

Paul was stunned, and his expression finally showed surprise, "That's so cheap?"

"He asked for $200, but I don't think this gun is worth that much, and I found that the barrel and lower cover were damaged. If I didn't, let him rot in my hands."

"You are such a genius." Paul also praised, "You have picked up a bargain. You can redecorate this gun and sell it for more than 100 US dollars. You have made a profit."

100% profit!

Gao Jun did not hide his joy at all, "Then will you accept it?"

"This gun is not numbered and the procedures are incomplete, so the gun shop cannot be sold." Paul shook his head and said.

Before Gao Jun was disappointed, he said again, "But there are other ways."

“We can sell it to the community.”

"They like this type of gun without numbers, and they can make greater profits at the price. If you want, I'll contact you."

This guy has a gray channel?

Think about it, too.

The business with rules and regulations is the least profitable.

Of course Gao Jun would not refuse.

He is not the Virgin, so what's wrong with selling it to the community?

The most important thing is that you can get real money and silver.

Paul put Remington on the gun cabinet, picked up the landline and called, poured a glass of water and walked back to the front desk, "Did you not go to work today?"

Gao Jun told him about his fat pig Yidao's resignation and looked at the other party, "I want to sell guns to you."

"Of course, I lack an employee here. You Chinese have the best math. I found a black man last time and he made me lose more than 100. Damn it, I almost wanted to shoot him in the head!"

Paul was very surprised and gave him a hug, "I will give you $2,000 a month, and work time is 6 hours, which is usually very empty. Of course, you also need to introduce the performance of the weapon to customers. I can give you a commission. What do you think?"

Gao Jun naturally had nothing to be dissatisfied with.

He actually knew nothing about weapons sales. He just simply thought that this business made money and had to learn a lot from Paul.

You have to take someone to lead this road.

If you dive into an industry you are not familiar with, you cannot win, there are only different ways to die.

"This is the product booklet of Colt, Remington, and Smith Wesson. Our gun shop mainly sells their goods. If you look carefully, you can ask me if you don't understand." Paul brought him three very thick books.

In fact, Gao Jun has a system and can be identified at a glance.

But you still have to pretend.

Even when God showed his miracles, he was regarded as a monster. If he memorized all the guns, there would definitely be problems.

It's okay in the morning, very empty.

Gao Jun was holding the book and chewing it.

As soon as I got to work in the afternoon, I saw a black man with a dreadlocked braid running in hurriedly, with a copper ring hanging on his nose.

“Welcome to…”

"Boss Tommanby asked me to get the gun, Remington M870 shotgun, isn't Paul here?"

"He went out, but he told me, wait a moment." Gao Jun said hurriedly, taking down Remington, which was hanging on the wall behind, and putting it on the glass cabinet.

"That's it."

The black man nodded. When he was paying for it, he saw a pack of white flour falling to the ground. He bent down and picked it up. He happened to see Gao Jun's gaze and handed it over politely, "Do you want some? Tijuana's latest product is very purity, only 16 US dollars."

tmd, this pack is not a few grams, right?

Gao Jun waved his hand, he didn't want to get involved in this thing.

"Paul said $150, it's money. You told him that we want 6 Tec-9 submachine guns, and we'll have to do it tomorrow. Let him get the maximum 50 rounds of magazines. Don't let Tommann disappoint the boss."

The black man held the cabinet and placed an order directly face to face.

Gao Jun was quite confused. He had a good memory and didn't remember that there was a tec-9 in the gun shop. Moreover, wasn't that thing banned by the US government?

After the Cleveland incident, Tec-9 was boycotted by the authorities.

But his performance is really good, simple and reliable, short and concise, and a gangster weapon. He is the notorious "group pet".

However, since the other party dares to ask this, it is that Paul must be doing this business, and the cooperation relationship is very stable.

Watching the other party leave, Gao Jun looked at the US dollar on the glass cabinet.

The first time selling a gun...

It seemed as if Paul said it was, and it ended soon.

Damn it, shouldn’t it be thrilling when you squint in the movie?

When Paul came back, he saw Gao Jun sitting in a very Buddhist manner and said hello, "Gao, have the gun taken away?"

"Yes, and, beyond our hearts price. $150."

"This is yours." Gao Jun handed over $50.

Paul didn't take it and said with a smile, "Man, you have to understand that the price of weapons is never dead. In fact, you can float more. If you offer $200, maybe those people will want it."

"The gangsters like this kind of ghost gun that has no procedures the most. Do you know how many bullets San Diego will consume every night? 12,000 shots, and gunfights break out anytime and anywhere. Tijuana, twenty kilometers away opposite, even more than 50,000 shots."

"As long as you find customers accurately, even a Glock can be sold for $500. Of course, the premise is that you have to find such a customer."

"They don't need these $50, but with weapons, they can get more benefits, right?"

Gao Jun was relieved at one point.

The relationship between buyers and sellers is always mutual. If you think I am expensive, just don’t buy it. Some people buy it.

Weapons are hard currency, and the benefits they can bring far exceed their own value.

Insurance, only the poor buy it!

Katyusha in the left hand, Bobosha in the right hand, drinking vodka, New York is my home!

"By the way, he also wants you to prepare 6 Tec-9 submachine guns for him and get the goods tomorrow."

Paul made a ok gesture and walked towards the bathroom. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around and asked.

“Do you have time tonight?”

Gao Jun nodded, "What's wrong?"

"I'll take you to see the real San Diego, it's great, you'll definitely like it."

Gao Jun was confused.
Chapter completed!