Online Game: Surrounded By 3,000 Enemy Lords At The Beginning

Chapter 239 Copy: A Red Dead Redemption (8)

Among the walking carriages, a middle-aged Caucasian man wearing a gentleman's hat, a suit, a wide tie, a civilized stick in both hands, and a mustache on his upper lip was sitting in one of the very luxurious carriages.

"Mr. Lien, the town of our Keol Company is just ahead, I think this business will definitely satisfy you.

An employee of the railway company sat opposite Mr. Narien, and he was talking to the gentlemanly man.

"Oh, Mr. Fellowes, I think, nothing will ever satisfy us but gold and bank-notes."

Mr Lean shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

Just as the two chatted, soon, the army entered the courtyard to serve as ministers.

"Mr. Lean!"

"There are corpses in the town, all corpses!"

At this moment, a gunman ran over on a horse and shouted at the people in the carriage.

"What? A corpse?"

Ferroth was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "How is it possible, damn it, did Green Osfeld do it!?"

The convoy stopped outside the town, and Li En and his group walked 757 into the yard with more than a dozen gunmen.

"Oh my God, there's just been a bad fight here."

Mr. Lean took off the gentleman's hat on his head, and looked at the corpses lying all over the street in surprise, as well as the bullet holes on the surrounding houses.

"Oh my god, damn it, this place has been ransacked."

"Damn it, don't worry about money, I'll be finished when the boss comes back!"

Ferroth ran forward in horror. He was going to the office to see what happened to the company's money.

Just as Ferroth was running towards the office, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

Immediately after, Lean saw Fellowes' head burst like a watermelon.

"who!"

"Who!"

Immediately, more than a dozen gunmen all became vigilant. They held Spencer rifles in their hands and surrounded Lien in the middle for protection.

"...Lean!"

At this time, a loud shout sounded.

A figure with a gun appeared on the wooden roofs on the left and right sides of the street and surrounded them.

"Damn it, are they Kool's enemies?"

The gunmen raised their rifles, all of them very vigilant.

Su Chen stood on the roof of the office with a Spencer rifle in his hand, looking towards them.

"Sir, I will not be involved in the grievances between you and Keol Company, I am just a businessman.

"I don't want to conflict with you."

Lien yelled at Su Chen.

"Mr. Lean, you are an arms dealer, right?"

Su Chen said to Lien.

"Yes, that's right."

Lean put a gentleman's hat on his head, and nodded with the civilized stick he was leaning on the ground.

"I saw a convoy outside your town. I thought it was full of weapons?"

Seeing Lien nodded, Su Chen said: "Very good, Mr. Lien, we have already dealt with the people from Keol Company, so I think we caused you to lose a buyer, so we will Let us act as your buyers."

"My gang has newly recruited a lot of manpower, so it needs a lot of weapons and equipment."

"How about we put the guns down and talk business?"

Hearing Su Chen's words, Li En obviously relaxed a little. He stretched out a hand and pressed it down: "Everyone put down their guns. They are not enemies, but business partners."

He is a pure businessman, as long as there is interest, he doesn't care who his trading partner will be.

It doesn't matter whether Keol Company or these unknown gangsters in front of them, as long as they have money.

After a while, Su Chen brought people down from the roof, and started to discuss business with Lien face to face.

"May I ask your first name (bbbc)?"

Lean nodded in a gentlemanly manner and asked.

"Arthur . . . Arthur Morgan.

Su Chen said.

"And where are you from, Mr. Morgan?"

Li En nodded, looked at the masked Su Chen and the people around Su Chen, and asked again.

"Don't come here. I want to know what you can get at most. My appetite is very big, very big."

Su Chen looked directly at Lien and said.

"Well, Mr. Morgan, you have a big appetite. I think this thing will definitely satisfy you."

Lien beckoned and called in the convoy from outside the town.

The sound of horseshoes and wheels sounded, and the carriage team stopped in front of Su Chen and others, and Lien pointed to one of the wagon lanes covered with cloth: "Mr. Morgan, please look.

Su Chen looked, and saw a gunman lifted the cloth on the carriage, the sun was high in the sky, Su Chen's eyes under the brim of his hat narrowed slightly, and the light reflected by that thing was reflected in his pupils.

"Mr. Morgan, please let me introduce to you, the most powerful killing machine in the world, the Gatling machine gun!"

Lien stood in front of the brass-colored machine gun on the carriage, stretched out his arms to Su Chen, and introduced loudly: "The 0.58-inch (14.7MM) caliber killer uses copper bullets. , The rate of fire is as high as 1200 rounds per minute! But the problem is that when fighting, don’t shake its joystick desperately, it will cause the machine gun to overheat and jam.

"Gatling."

Su Chen's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that Mr. Lien would even be sold by Gatling.

"But Mr. Lean, the Gatling machine gun seems a bit old. Do you have more advanced ones, such as Maxim?"

Su Chen reached out and raised the brim of his hat, and looked at Li En.

"Sir, now the Maxim heavy machine gun is the standard equipment of the federal army. I really want to get it out and sell it to you, but unfortunately, it's too difficult."

"Besides, sir, the war has been over for decades, if you want a big killer to make the town, then this Gatling is completely enough."

Mr Lean frowned, he said.

"Well, how much? It's Gatling."

Su Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Five hundred and forty dollars, sir, and if you buy it now, I'll give you three thousand rounds in addition."

Lean put the civilized stick on the ground, said.

"And what about the other cargo in your convoy? What weapons are there?"

Su Chen asked again.

"Three hundred Spencers, and sixty thousand rounds of ammunition, sir, for forty-five dollars a rifle, if you want them [bullets fifty-cent ten-box (six k.

"With that Gatling, and all the ammunition, if you want, it's all fourteen thousand five hundred and forty dollars, give you a change, fourteen thousand five hundred dollars."

Lien smiled and looked at Su Chen. .