As the saying goes, it's not rude. While the MIA was manipulating the Polish Assassin Order to create terror everywhere on the map of Europe, the Europeans had no intention of letting China live at this juncture.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It doesn't take much effort to shave the Chinese in the face. China is at the time of the replacement of the old with the new, and if some big news can be produced at this grand ceremony, it will certainly greatly boost the morale of Europe and the United States, and also greatly dampen the morale of the Chinese.

"Mr. Wu, please come with me in the car, Mr. Pete will summon you."

At this moment, outside the city of Nanjing, on a table near the window of a teahouse, Ushne, dressed in a cotton short, was drinking tea, and then a Westerner appeared in front of him. Looking at the foreigner in front of him, he didn't have a surprised expression at all, but just buttoned the cotton hat on his head, picked up the oilcloth umbrella placed on the tea table, and followed the foreigner out.

It has been five days since he came to Nanjing. However, he only had a general understanding of the urban distribution of the entire Nanjing, so he had to admit that he really needed the support of the British if he wanted to make a big news in Nanjing at a critical moment.

At least the urban distribution map of Nanjing City, he needs it very, very much.

He left the teahouse with the visitors, boarded an ordinary-looking four-wheeled carriage, and entered an alley in Nanjing's Qinhuai district, where he met Pitt, the greatest collaborator and patron of the Manchu remnants, one of the heads of British intelligence in China.

Ushner only knew that the name of the person sent by the British to organize the operation was Pete, but he did not know whether it was a name or a surname, he did not even know the specific name, and he had never seen it, and even he thought that even 'Pete' was a pseudonym.

Ushne was the head of the action group for this plan, and Kim Yong-tae also came to Nanjing as his deputy, but even he didn't know where Kim Yong-tae was hiding now. Ushner didn't even know how many people were in his 'action group', he only brought four with him.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the city of Nanjing was shrouded in a dim yellow light.

Due to the recent influx of too many people in Nanjing, Chen Han now has no curfew, it is impossible to close the city gate as soon as it gets dark, besides, how many city gates are there in Nanjing City now? Of course, the city walls are still there, but some dirt hills and low hills on the outer outline have long been bulldozed, and the avenues extend in all directions, and it is impossible to cut off the traffic inside and outside the city when the city gates are closed.

Therefore, a large number of policemen are working overtime every day, as well as the garrison in Nanjing, and the Praetorian Guards have already covered the area to the brigade and the regiment.

And in the city, in the streets and alleys, red lanterns have long been hung. Every night, the city is full of firecrackers and fireworks, and in the early morning the city guard workers see a thick layer of red cannon paper spread on the street.

At 10 o'clock at night, the city's main shopping street is still full of traffic, pedestrians coming and going, and it is very lively.

Therefore, it is very easy for some people to lurk in the city, and it is also very convenient to communicate inside and outside the city.

After all, in this bustling crowd, it is difficult for the most godly police to find that someone's demeanor is unnatural, and no matter how shrewd a soldier is, it is impossible to search through the similar carriages to find carefully hidden contraband.

Don't talk about the dark grid on the car, just talk about the mezzanine in the car board, can the ghost detect it?

Soldiers are also not checked by every wagon, they are not laser eyes.

A man dressed as a clerk got out of the public carriage with a food box in his left hand and a small jar of wine in his right hand, hurried through the secluded alley, came to an ordinary tiled house, stopped, and knocked on the door.

The man who opened the door was a man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, who looked like he was in his early thirties, and there was another person behind him, also about thirty years old, with a black beard and stubble, and traces of tattoos on his neck, and he was not a good person.

Seeing the little clerk, the man who opened the door didn't say a word, hurriedly let people in, and then slammed the door shut.

The person who opened the door turned out to be the wine jar carried by the little clerk, and the three of them entered the back room, and the little clerk no longer had a bit of Sven temperament on his face at this time, and some were just cold.

The person who opened the door was called Hou Liang, nicknamed Monkey, and put the wine jar in his hand to the side of the table, the scholar, that is, the little clerk, his surname was Fan, put the lunch box in the corner of the table, opened the lunch box, a plate of braised bean curd, a plate of fried peanuts, a salted duck, a plate of pig's head meat, and four dishes were placed on the table one by one, and there was no gun that Lao Liu expected.

Yes, the person behind him with a black beard and tattoos on his face is called Lao Liu.

Lao Liu and the monkey are not familiar with each other, but they have also met a few times, the former is a ruffian hooligan, but now it seems that this is a cover for his true identity. They are all people who are in the gray area, they dare not make big mistakes, and small mistakes are harmless.

This time, Lao Liu came to Hou Liang, not for anything else, but for a gun.

As far as he knew, the monkey had a rifled gun in his hand, and according to the monkey's own boasting, it was a retired sniper rifle.

There was already another young man sitting at the table, and after Fan Shusheng entered the room, his eyes had been staring at the food box, but there was only meat and vegetables in the food box, and this person's eyes looked at the wine jar again. It's not a big jar, it looks like it's only five catties.

The clothes on the young man's body are also ordinary, with a pair of mille-feuille bottoms under his feet, but his temperament gives people a kind of anger. If you look closely at his hands, you will find the thick cheeks and smoked yellow at the tiger's mouth.

The four of them sat down at the table, and there were four black clay bowls on the table in addition to four dishes and a jar of wine, but none of them opened the jar to pour wine.

When the four dishes were taken out of the food box, the empty food box told them that the real thing was not in the food box, but in the wine jar.

Lao Liu and the young man came to the monkey to ask for the sniper rifle, but the monkey was not their person. Even the greedy monkey knows that there is something wrong with this, and at this juncture, he is buying a gun or a sniper rifle here, which is going to make big news.

Seriously, there are a lot of guns circulated among the people of Chen and Han, especially in the border and mountainous areas, and many families have hunting rifles.

But in Nanjing, in the imperial capital, it is much more difficult to get a gun than in the border areas. After all, in most towns of Chen Han, even the sale of saltpeter and sulfur to make gunpowder would be strictly monitored by the local police station, let alone firearms.

Even Shanghai is much easier to get out of than Nanjing.

A double-barreled handcuff costs only 50 to 80 Chinese dollars in Shanghai, but in Nanjing's black market, it starts at least 200 Chinese dollars.

That's not to mention a sniper rifle.

These things and handcuffs are completely two different concepts, just like the gap between the ancient sword and the crossbow, the former can be left unchecked, and the latter is a bad plan.

Lao Liu offered 5,000 Chinese yuan to the monkey, but the monkey still did not let go. And today they are trading only two in command.

In Lao Liu's view, this is the early temptation of the monkey. The monkey should also doubt their identity, if it is really a buyer, the monkey is famous in the road only recognizes money and does not recognize people, but what if he is a spy of the police station? Fishing law enforcement is not uncommon.

There's no way! Now is the critical moment, most of the Praetorian Guards have been dispatched, and the whole of Nanjing is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. If something really happens, the police station, national security and other departments don't know how many people will eat the line.

In order to remove hidden dangers, these people don't know how many heroes they have invited to the police station to drink tea, and there are also a group of new customers in the prison. The monkey is not blind in his eyes and deaf in his ears, and if he is not stressed in his heart, there will be ghosts. Because he knew that he had a gun in his hand, and sooner or later his name would be written on the police station's blacklist.

He didn't even dare to know his original home for a while, so he hid from the police. He didn't want to go to the labor camp.

But he couldn't just buy a sniper rifle.

Think about it, if the sniper rifle he sold is used by the person in front of him to make a big news, even if no one falls into the hands of the government, the monkey will also have a handle in the hands of the other party, that is to say, as long as his sniper rifle is 'sold', he will be the offline in the hands of the other party. How horrible is that.

Now many people in Chen Han know that their country's counter-espionage history can be divided into two stages: one is that now, the country's intelligence department has been entangled with the tentacles of foreign forces, and of course, the tentacles of the national intelligence department have also extended to the outside of the country early; The other is the past, the time point is about the fifteenth year of Chengtian, and the present and the past are based on this. Prior to this, the intelligence agencies of the Chen Han government dealt with mainly the remnants of the former Qing dynasty.

Those Manchu elements who concealed their identities and settled in various parts of the country were basically made clear after 15 years of the establishment of Chen Han, or they were basically no longer reported. But in the real game in private, who knows whether the remnants of the Manchu Qing have been completely liquidated?

The monkey now thinks that the other party is a 'spy' and may be more likely than the police.

The monkey looked at the old Liu and the young man's all-headed and full-tailed eastern faces, and felt in his heart that a huge sense of crisis was rushing towards him.

The matter has come to this point, if he doesn't agree to the other party's request, or even report to the police, even if the police can strangle this group of people for a while, but the monkey believes that there are forces behind these people, and the forces behind them will definitely not let him go easily. So the monkey didn't plan to call the police to atone for his crimes, he wanted money. Nanjing is unstable, and he wants to leave.

In Lao Liu's eyes, the handcuffs traded today are just a temptation of the monkey, but in the eyes of the monkey, he is trading these two handguns, which is a trade in the name. Not because of anything else, but for money.

Two rifper handguns, a full five thousand dollars. That's five times the usual price.

Fan Shusheng opened the sealing mud of the wine jar, opened the lid, and a rich aroma of wine came to his nose, but what Fan Shusheng did was to grab a rope from it with his hand, and the rope was hanging a big oiled paper bag, dripping wine down.

The oiled paper bag was put by Fan Shusheng in Lao Liu's hand, and Lao Liu immediately took the oiled paper bag, opened it and saw that it was indeed two handguns. The workmanship is not fine, and the wood of the handle is also new wood, although the polishing is quite smooth.

Lao Liu first held the gun in his hand and weighed it, and then rubbed his fingers on the muzzle of the gun, feeling that it told him that the gun was okay. Although it cannot be compared with the standard military rifper gun produced in a regular military factory, it is sufficient on the black market. After all, no one expects to take a pistol and hit someone a hundred meters away.

The monkey looked at the satisfied look on Lao Liu's face and smiled to himself.

These two guns are a stepping stone, as long as the two people in front of them can prove their identity and ability, the monkey is willing to do this business. After all, his grandfather died in the hands of Chen Han, and the ancestor of the monkey was the Manchu Qing Dynasty's Liupin Qianzong, who died in Nanjing a long time ago. The monkey's father was miserable when he was a child, and even the monkey himself had a hard time when he was a child, which is one of the reasons why the monkey is open to money, and it is also one of the reasons why the monkey is willing to take a gun out now.

He himself was unwilling to challenge Chen Han's power, but if someone outside could give him money, a lot of money, he was willing to sell the gun to add a mess to Chen Han.

But the premise is money, a lot of money.

It is enough for the monkey to fly away by himself, and immediately go to Siam and Japan incognito, and An Ansheng has a lifetime of money.

A sniper rifle is also worth three or four thousand in Nanjing on weekdays, but now if Lao Liu is willing to give him a price of more than 30,000 yuan, the monkey will be happy to get rid of the gun. The 5,000 yuan in front of him, the 30,000 yuan of the sniper rifle, naturally it is impossible for all to fall to the monkey's own fingers, first of all, this Fan scholar has to share a sum of money, but even if he divides a part, he can at least get 20,000 yuan of 35,000 yuan of Chinese yuan, and then plus the savings he has accumulated on weekdays, the monkey has at least 50,000 yuan of money in his hand, which is enough for him to go abroad to have a good time.

Even in Nanjing and Shanghai, he didn't eat and drink much, and kept the money in the bank, which was enough for him to eat and wait for death without doing anything.

But there are some things that the monkey can't say now, and he can't be sure where the other party came from.

Fan Shusheng sat at the table like a wooden man, eating meat with chopsticks, but his eyes did not relax for a moment staring at the young man opposite.

"Scholar, you go first."

Half an hour later, the monkey took Lao Liu and handed him 5,000 yuan, counted out 2,000 yuan and immediately gave it to Fan Shusheng.

Unceremoniously took the 2,000 Hua Yuan, Fan Shusheng's eyes slipped around the faces of the three people, and finally stopped on the monkey's face, "Are you sure?" ”

Although the monkey is the one who came forward, the monkey's force value is very low. In the past, there was a gun deal, and the monkey also let Fan Shusheng go first, but this was more of a protection, and the buyer of the province went to follow Fan Shusheng. But isn't the current situation different from the previous situation, the two people on the other side are inexplicable, and there are big secrets and big horrors.

"Let's go." The monkey did not hide his vigilance against Lao Liu and the young man, but he still poured a bowl of wine for Lao Liu and the young man very kindly, "You won't drink while sitting, go yours." I'll have a few more bowls with my two brothers. ”

No one can casually mix in the underworld, although the monkey showed his vigilance, but did it on the surface, but it did not make people feel like flies and dogs at all.

"As long as the two brothers can get the money, the sniper rifle is not a problem at all. It's not been a day or two since I've been doing this kind of business in Nanjing, and my reputation is guaranteed. Both of them found the door and came up, and they must have trusted me as a monkey. Let's not go around in circles, just get straight to the point and talk about the truth. ”

"What time is it? The black skins in the city are like crazy. How many people in Nanjing have been invited to drink tea these days? This is the moment of truth. ”

"5,000 yuan is more than enough to buy this sniper rifle on weekdays, but now it is not good. I say a price, you two listen, do you like it or not? ”

"Fifty thousand. Money to guns, absolute first class. ”

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