"War? Who would believe that!"
"If we can really win the war, why are these soldiers staying here?”
"Aren't they all defeated and retired…"
The commoners naturally felt that Not Spicy was spouting nonsense, and the shopkeeper naturally would not compromise.
Seeing that the shopkeeper was determined not to give it to him, Bula simply took out a small branch and glared at the shopkeeper angrily!
"Bastard! If I didn't bleed today, you wouldn't know what it feels like to have the Japanese attack our doorstep and not be able to return home!”
He took the branch and aimed it at his nostrils!
"Bastard, put it down!"
Shen Qing hurriedly walked over. In a moment of desperation, he even said his not-so-spicy pet phrase!
Upon hearing this not quite standard native dialect, Bu La stopped what he was doing.
The branch stopped in front of his nose
If the plot continued, the branch would pierce his nostrils.
Although it would not cause any life-threatening danger, it would also bring irreversible damage to the body.
Bula looked curiously at Shen Qing who walked in and said,""I think I've seen you before. You want me to stop and do something?”
"What are you doing?"
Shen Qing asked him angrily,
"I want a gun!"
"Then you don't want to eat pork stewed with vermicelli?”
"Of course I have to eat. I told you, I'm going to get cabbage."
"Then why are you here?”
Bula's eyes turned cold." Those bastards are like starving ghosts every day. They don't even know how to go to war when they're full."
"I just want to get the gun as soon as possible and go home after killing the Japanese!”
"I'm here, sir."
After saying that, Not Spicy smiled at Shen Qing.
So Shen Qing set his eyes on his rifle.
The Zhongzheng rifle was as tattered as the clothes on Bula's body. The shoulder strap had been broken before, and the middle had been fixed with a cloth strip.
Shen Qing doubted if this old gun could hit the target accurately.
Just by looking at the ruler and the crosshair, he knew that it would definitely be difficult to use.
Sensing Shen Qing's gaze, the shopkeeper quickly came over to protect the gun.
"Sir, you have to be reasonable. When he came to sell the gun, I gave him two and a half yuan!”
"He doesn't have a single cent now, so he came here to act like a bachelor and ask for a gun.”
The shopkeeper was a businessman, so he was naturally timid.
He didn't even dare to provoke a person who wasn't spicy, let alone Shen Qing, who was wearing an officer's uniform.
Looking at the weapon on Shen Qing's waist, it had never appeared on the black market before, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Shen Qing nodded when he heard this.
He took out two silver coins from his pocket and placed them on the table.
"I'll give you two large pieces of silver to redeem his gun. Is that enough?”
The moment the two heavy coins were placed on the table, the innkeeper immediately threw himself over.
He picked up the ocean and blew on it. Then, he put it to his ear and heard it. Immediately, his eyebrows curved into a smile!
"Enough, enough, sir. This money is enough for you to exchange for two 38-gauge guns with me!”
With this money, the shopkeeper naturally didn't have any psychological pressure.
Although one silver dollar is worth two and a half
However, the silver content in the half-opened bottle could almost be described as shabby.
In this era, silver dollars were the most reliable currency. Its value had long exceeded two and a half kuai!
And the lousy gun that wasn't spicy was naturally handed over as he wished.
As soon as he got the gun, there was a commotion at the pawnshop door.
A fierce-looking man led two subordinates and rushed in aggressively. After entering the door, he looked around.
"Old Uncle, which ignorant peasant came here to cause trouble again? I'll break his legs!"
This man was called Huang Laowu, and he was also a ruthless character in the black market. He specialized in selling firearms.
Ever since Chan Da sent a large number of defeated soldiers, his official prestige had been reduced.
No one dared to provoke Yu Xiao Qing's soldiers, let alone the officers.
However, these scattered soldiers, who could be seen from their clothes, were not afraid at all.
Every few days, there would be news of a soldier being beaten up because he couldn't pay his gambling debts or because he was cheating. This wasn't a rare thing.
In their eyes, these useless cannon fodder were nothing to fear.
Huang Laowu could tell at a glance
Although Shen Qing was wearing an officer uniform, he didn't belong to Yu Xiao Qing's battle order.
As long as it wasn't Yu Xiao Qing's subordinate, then it would be easy…
"Brother, I don't want to make things difficult for you."
"It's not easy for my uncle to open a pawnshop in this chaotic era. Why don't you take out 10 yuan and leave with your gun?”
Old Fifth Huang looked at Shen Qing and sneered.
He saw that this kid looked like a pretty boy. He was most likely a young master from some family who had gone through some training. He might not even have fought in a war.
It would be a pity if he didn't rip them off at this time!
"Bastard…"
Not Spicy was unhappy when he heard that. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go forward to attack, but he was stopped by Shen Qing.
"What if I don't have money?" he asked Huang Laowu with a smile.”
"No money? Easy!"
Huang Laowu and his subordinate looked at each other." Why don't you give me the weapon in your waist? Consider it as paying for the 10 yuan."”
Upon hearing this, the smile on Shen Qing's face grew even wider.
The USP pistol on his waist was said to be 10 dollars, but it was simply priceless.
This guy has a big appetite.
He walked forward with a smile and looked at the greedy Old Fifth Huang. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped him like lightning!
"Pa!"
A bright red palm print appeared on Huang Laowu's face.
Before the smile on Old Fifth Huang's face froze, another crisp sound rang out.
Another palm print on the other side of his face
"You…"
Huang Laowu was shocked and angry. He slowly reached his hand to his waist, where there was a musket.
However, the smile on Shen Qing's face did not change. He still straightened his body and looked at him indifferently.
This calm and composed aura was not present on those defeated soldiers.
There is also a clear difference from the soldiers under Yu Xiao Qing.
Yu Xiao Qing and his men were almost carved out of the same mold.
It's like a father giving birth to a group of sons
Everyone was murderous, and their breaths were laced with knives
What they were best at was roaring, what they liked the most was being on top, what they did not change was their fanaticism towards Yu Xiao Qing.
The more he saw Shen Qing like this, the more Old Fifth Huang did not dare to move his hand.
The consequences of shooting an officer were not something he could bear.
He finally gave up on drawing his gun and glared at Shen Qing angrily.
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