In the tarmac area of the base, which was crowded with people and seemed to be extremely busy, Maxim, who was at ease, paced around unhurriedly, looking here and there for a while, as if he was not very interested in the Su-27SK behind him.

This cunning old fox obviously wanted to buy that fighter, but he pretended to be a bamboo in his chest and wanted to capture it; Seeing Maxim's qiē expression in his eyes, Long Yun, who stood on the spot and watched coldly, did not feel angry at all, but felt a little funny.

To say that this kind of psychological warfare trick is too naïve, right?

This guy who pretends to be a gesture clearly takes a fancy to the well-maintained and well-conditioned Su-27SK in Lei Qiang's hand, and plans to buy it back as a collection; But since he has an aviation team, it is conceivable that he is also a rich man, why is he so stingy in bidding? The price of the Su-27 series fighters, now the price of the new Su-35BM or J-11B bare metal is in the tens of millions of dollars, so the price of the Su-27SK in front of you is really very cheap, at least Long Yun thinks so.

Seeing that there is a potential buyer now, but it is clearly not a fuel-efficient lamp, Long Yun looked at Maxim and the short assistant beside him, and then looked at Lei Qiang and Su-27SK behind him, he was wondering if he could do something to pull this brother who didn't know each other.

"Brother Lei Qiang, what is that guy named Maxim and 'MATRIX' doing?"

Talking to Lei Qiang, who was still bored and angry, asked about it, and from the words of the pilot and the tourists who stopped at the scene, Long Yun probably knew the identity of this middle-aged man.

It was not what he expected. It seems that many people in the American aviation competition community recognize Maxim and his "MATRIX" air team: "MATRIX", which is invested and controlled by this kind-looking and shrewd businessman. It is a traditional aviation competition team in North America. He has also won many championships in various competitions in North America. In addition, he is indeed a fighter collector himself, but he is still a typical American of the older generation at heart, or he looks down on everything outside his home country, and has some preconceived notions.

Hey, this Maxim, if you really sell him the fighter, it's boring!

Thinking of this, Long Yun subconsciously didn't want to facilitate this transaction. Besides, this guy's offer is too low. But at the same time, he also had a preliminary idea, thinking that he could use the stingy collector in front of him to make some articles, maybe he could help Lei Qiang and his new "Uranus".

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and visited the official website of NAARC, he probably read the rules and other precautions of the sprint race, and he had a little bottom in his heart; However, the Su-27SK next to him is, after all, the property of "Uranus", and he called Lei Qiang aside and whispered his plan, and the latter stared at him hesitantly:

"Captain Long, Brother Long. Is this really possible? ”

"As long as he dares to send someone to compare with me, I am more than eighty percent sure. I'll pay for the competition and everything. It's up to you, what do you say? ”

"I ......"

Looking at Long Yun in front of him, the aviation competition supernova who had defeated him and his partner, Lei Qiang felt a heat in his heart for no reason, and he didn't know what to say.

After the unpleasant scene just now, he also felt that the guy named Maxim was too cunning and contrived, but he was still a little unsure about Long Yun's mentions; But thinking of the "Chenlong" brother in front of him is by no means simple, as a super-first-class aviation competitor, his skills and judgment should be completely credible.

"Okay! - Brother Long, do as you say. I'm going to call everyone to get ready! ”

"Okay, I'll go talk to him, don't worry, brother!"

After discussing the two sentences with Lei Qiang, Long Yun had a plan in his heart, and he casually walked behind Maxim, who was still looking around, and cleared his throat and started his own plan to invite the battle:

"Mr. Maxim."

“……？”

Turning to look at Long Yun as he paced, Maxim's eyes were a little questioning, and his first thought was that the Chinese had accepted the offer and were ready to talk to him about the deal:

"Young man, have you thought it through?"

"Oh, I wanted to talk about the sale. - But this assistant of yours seems to have just said that Sukhoi's 'flankers' are not as good as McDonnell Douglas'' 'eagles'? ”

As he spoke, he glanced at James beside Maxim, and looked at his slightly puffy eyes, Long Yun thought to himself that this time he would make a fuss about what your kid said, "If you want to say that three million dollars to buy a 'flanker' that can only enter the museum, this price is a bit expensive." But what if a Sukhoi fighter that could defeat the Eagle? I seem to remember that the 'MATRIX' under your command is a team that specializes in American fighters, and there are not a few 'Eagle' fighters equipped with them. ”

"Hey, you say that because you want to compete with our 'MATRIX'? I said—"

Hearing Long Yun's fluent English, James on the side couldn't hold his breath at first, but before he finished his words, he was stopped by Maxim raising his hand. Probably because of the calmness created by age and experience, Maxim did not show any emotional fluctuations, but responded to the young man in front of him unhurriedly:

"The game is the game, the business is the business. How about the deal for $2 million? ”

"Oh, that's right."

It was quite rare to use consciousness snooping, and Long Yun was still wondering if this was a violation of Su Xue's advice just now; However, he immediately remembered that when they were separated in San Francisco before, he only promised to "not use superpowers on Ling", so this situation should not be counted, right?

Long Yun had already made an unexpected discovery, he knew that the wealthy collector in front of him was not only looking for rare fighters to buy, but also preparing to sell several F-15s that had been retired from the "MATRIX".

So he put on a relaxed look of indifference, glanced at James, who was next to Maxim and was an assistant who was actually a good fighter in aviation, and said this lightly.

"Actually, I'm thinking, if an old 'Flanker' is only worth two million, then what price can the 'Eagle', which is a defeated subordinate of the 'Flanker', sell for?" (To be continued......)