Conan's Organization No. 3

"By the way, I know that you like this model of Chevrolet, so this time in the United States, the car you are sitting in is your special car."

"Really? Bourbon, thank you for being so thoughtful, amazing."

"Haha, it's just a car, by the way, go back to the base first, just to get you some guns."

"Okay, this time we came to the United States by plane, and we just hid twice the pistol on our body. The thought of going to see Belmod later gives me a headache."

"Haha, yes, after all, that woman in Belmore is very dangerous, no less than gin."

"Well, with a gun in your hand, you have a sense of security."

...

in the base.

"follow me!"

Bourbon took the colangon and brandy and went straight through the laboratory and training ground in front, and came to the arsenal behind.

"bass--!"

As the iron gate slowly opened, an extremely empty space appeared in front of Gulangong.

Rows of iron racks are evenly distributed in this open space, and various firearms are clearly placed on it, including pistols, shotguns, sniper rifles, light machine guns, and even heavy machine guns, grenades, and smoke bombs. Wait, there were even a dozen bazookas at the end.

There are also many types of guns, such as various assault rifles of the AK series of the Soviet Union, as well as the M16 assault rifle of the United States, the AUG rifle of Austria, and the Desert Eagle, 7.64mm 84-type miniature pistol, M500 revolver, etc. .

There are at least nearly [-] kinds of guns on these [-] rows of iron racks dedicated to guns. There are many kinds of guns, and they are all good guns with great power and long range.

Of course, there will also be corresponding disadvantages, such as strong recoil, loud sound and so on.

However, it can be said that the famous and good guns in the world are all here.

"Whatever, take whatever you like."

Bourbon looked at Gulangong with a light smile.

Immediately, Brandy glanced at Gulangong, Gulangong nodded slightly, and said coldly,

"Take four pistols, two sniper rifles, two assault rifles, two more grenades, and, remember to bring a few daggers. If it's a model, take it as before."

"Yes!"

Bai Lan nodded, and immediately got into the twenty-row iron frame in front of her, and began to search for a gun as required.

...

"Gurangon, the guns have been taken and placed in the car."

Brandy came to Gulangong who was chatting with Bourbon and said in a low voice.

"In that case,"

Gulangong turned his gaze to Bourbon beside him and said softly,

"Then let's go to Belmore first. By the way, Bourbon, do you have Belmore's contact information?"

Hearing Gulangong's words, Bourbon smiled heartily and asked with seeming concern,

"Hey, do you have to be in such a hurry? Why don't you take a good rest just after getting off the plane?"

Gulangong smiled lightly, "No way, that lord told me to go to Belmod immediately, I dare not go against that lord."

"Too."

Bourbon nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked with a light smile,

"Since you are going to find Belmod, I happen to have a mission here, which is related to her, can I ask you a favor?"

"of course can!"

...

On the highway, Bourbon glanced at the silver long-haired man who was sitting quietly behind him, and said to Gulangong in a low voice. Although his voice was light, it showed a trace of killing intent.

"He'll leave it to you. She'll tell you what to do when you meet Belmod!"

Hearing these words, Gulangong glanced at the long silver-haired man in the car with a fierce look in his eyes, and sneered,

"I don't need her to say it, I know it. Don't you treat him as a scapegoat?"

Bourbon smiled heartily, and there was an inexplicable coldness hidden in that smile, Gulangong naturally saw it, but did not break it.

...

The Chevrolet galloped down the highway, heading for the Broadway theater.

Gulangong glanced at the silver long-haired man sitting behind, a hint of coldness appeared in his gray eyes under the short silver hair, and warned,

"Remember, you'd better be quiet for me tonight!"

"Hi, kid,"

The silver long-haired man showed a hint of fierceness in his eyes. He leaned into Gulangong's ear and sneered, his tone full of ridicule.

He is a serial murderer, and if it hadn't been for this organization to help him escape from the police, he wouldn't have respected the man just now.

However, since that person was gone, the silver long-haired man suddenly revealed his true nature, and did not take the boy and brandy seriously in front of him at all.