Chapter 315: Chinese Person?
“Hey, Old Qiang.
You haven’t come to patronize my business for a long time.”
Chang Ning and the strong man pushed open the glass door and entered the gun shop. A man who looked more like a scholar than a gun shop boss, refined and courteous, spread his arms and came forward to welcome them.
He greeted the strong man familiarly while complaining that the other party didn’t come to take care of his business.
“Cut it out! Haven’t I taken care of your business enough times?”
The strong man immediately retorted upon hearing the shopkeeper scolding him.
“You haven’t skimped on taking care of my business, but can you stop running tabs every time you come? You already owe me thirty thousand dollars!”
The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said viciously to the strong man.
“Hey! Buddy, calm down.
This time I’ve brought you a big client.”
After the strong man finished speaking, he revealed Chang Ning who was behind him.
Does my business here need you to introduce customers? the shopkeeper thought to himself.
However, given his years of friendship with the strong man, he still had to give him this bit of face.
Besides, that guy Old Qiang still owed him thirty thousand US dollars and hadn’t paid it back. What if he pissed that guy off and he refused to pay?
These days, debtors are the bosses!
The shopkeeper thought that no matter what requests the customer introduced by this acquaintance made later, he would try his best to satisfy them, even give the other party a discount.
His friendship with Old Qiang wasn’t just talk.
“What do you want? For Old Qiang’s sake, I can give you a discount.”
The shopkeeper walked up to Chang Ning with a fake smile on his face, his tone carrying a faint sense of detachment.
The gun shop didn’t lack customers, so there was no need for the shopkeeper to personally enthusiastically solicit them.
“Glock 17, two HK416 rifles, three defensive hand grenades.
Pick the brand for the hand grenades yourself, three bases each of handgun bullets and rifle bullets.”
The originally nonchalant shopkeeper’s eyes lit up instantly when he heard Chang Ning ordering like he was naming dishes.
He pulled out a calculator from somewhere and started calculating: “Glock 17 seven hundred US dollars, HK416 two thousand five hundred US dollars, hand grenade five hundred US dollars each.
Brother, total four thousand seven hundred US dollars. For Old Qiang’s sake, give me four thousand five hundred US dollars, and the bullets are free.”
Chang Ning knew he didn’t have enough money on him; at most only five hundred US dollars.
His own worth was only one-ninth of those weapons?
He couldn’t afford the things in this gun shop.
Just as Chang Ning was about to give up, the strong man spoke: “Friend, the weapons sold here are all top quality, and if you want full-auto weapons with quality requirements, this is the best choice.”
“That’s true, but the problem is I don’t have enough money on me.”
Chang Ning now truly experienced what it meant that even a hero could be stumped by a penny.
Did he have to contact Violet to send him money?
Chang Ning felt he couldn’t bring himself to do that. Wolf Fang’s elite couldn’t even get money in free America; saying it out loud would make people die laughing.
“Buddy, do you know anyone here? You can have him lend it to you first,” the strong man said.
He could naturally think of borrowing money, but he just couldn’t bring himself to ask. Who knew if his colleagues in America were short on cash.
It was better not to cause trouble for others.
Chang Ning didn’t want to trouble his American colleagues; if worst came to worst, he could only go to “Drunkard” Donnie to get some money.
He had originally planned to get the weapons first before going, but he didn’t know the weapons here were so expensive!
But thinking they were all full-auto, Chang Ning felt relieved.
If they were civilian versions, how could they be so expensive.
After making up his mind, Chang Ning discussed with the shopkeeper whether he could hold the weapons he wanted for a while, and come buy them once he had enough money.
“Old Qiang, brought another customer to the shopkeeper?
To be honest, how about I pay off that debt for you.”
A clear voice came from behind. Just from the voice, Chang Ning pictured a sunny high school boy in his mind.
The strong man turned around and gave the owner of the voice a big hug, patting that person’s back with his broad palm.
From the dull sound of the palm hitting the back, it was clear the strong man hadn’t held back. Chang Ning suspected they had a grudge.
But their familiar greeting earlier didn’t seem like it, so Chang Ning was certain the strong man and that person’s friendship was extraordinary.
After the two finished greeting, Chang Ning finally saw the man’s appearance.
Typical Chinese person looks, very distinctive features.
Acquaintances could tell at a glance that the other was definitely a Chinese person.
Moreover, like the Russian strong man, he carried that battlefield scent of having seen blood.
US military? Or mercenary?
Chang Ning knew some Chinese people chose to join the US military to get a green card in America and serve America.
He didn’t know if this person was one.
The thoughts in his mind washed through Chang Ning’s like a great river, but his face showed no other emotions.
Just observing facial expressions wouldn’t reveal that Chang Ning was having a brainstorm right now.
“Chinese person?”
The man broke free from the strong man’s embrace, looked at Chang Ning, and asked in Chinese.
Chang Ning replied in Chinese: “Yeah.”
Don’t say it, suddenly hearing his native language in America brought a sense of closeness.
Seeing Chang Ning answer his question directly, the man sized up Chang Ning again before continuing to ask: “Veteran?”
Being sized up so brazenly and spoken to in an interrogating tone, Chang Ning was quite annoyed: “So what if I am, so what if I’m not? Do I have to answer you? Even if you’re a Chinese person!”
After saying that, Chang Ning lifted his foot to leave; he still needed to find the gang boss “Zero Point” to “get” some money.
No time to chat idly with a high schooler, whether he was US military or mercenary.
If not for needing to maintain his persona for the mission, could that person have detected his identity?
Seeing the atmosphere on site a bit off, the strong man stepped in to smooth things over.
“You’re both Chinese people, both compatriots, why make the relationship so tense?”
“Big guy, no need.
In a place like this, the ones you should guard against most are your own people.”
Although this was Chang Ning’s first real time abroad, he had studied the relevant information.
Abroad, the ones scamming Chinese people were actually their own people—truly sarcasm!
The so-called Chinese people don’t scam Chinese people, but in reality, examples of devouring people right upon meeting were everywhere.
“I agree with that.”
The Chinese person who resembled a high school boy agreed with Chang Ning’s words; he had suffered plenty in this regard when he first arrived.
“I saw when I came in that you were a bit short on cash. Want some help?
I have some old equipment over there.”
Hearing this, the shopkeeper wasn’t having it—that was a four thousand five hundred US dollar business!
So he hurriedly said: “Evil Ghost, even if you’re this shop’s VIP, you can’t steal my customer. First come first served, okay!”
But the man completely ignored the shopkeeper who was jumping up and down anxiously, looking at Chang Ning: “How about it? Consider it? Those things are all junk, but the advantage is they’re usable.”
