Chapter 164 Black Market Bullet Lao Zhang

Chapter 164 Black Market Bullet Lao Zhang

Chapter 164 Black Market Bullet Lao Zhang
Including the one in his hand, Li Kailang now has 3 guns.

A German Mauser M1932 submachine gun with 240 rounds of ammunition.

A Colt M1911A1 pistol with 28 rounds of ammunition.

Finally, there is this PPSh-41 submachine gun, which has 200 rounds of ammunition.

Three kinds of guns and three kinds of bullets would definitely be enough for ordinary people, but for Li Kailang, the more the better.

After all, these guns are quite old, especially the submachine guns.

Although Li Kailang maintains his gun regularly, the passage of time on the gun cannot be eliminated by maintenance.

"It's getting dark now, so I'll go to the black market later to see if I can get some bullets. It would be even better if I can get a gun."

"It's been a few days since we raided the black market, and the situation should have eased. The black market is now relatively safe."

Li Kailang decided to go to the black market.

"It's a pity that guns in rural areas are either not for sale or they are homemade and have the risk of exploding."

While transporting supplies, Li Kailang was also asking where he could buy guns.

Successfully found a few hunters or soldiers who have guns.

Their guns were either brought with them to the battlefield or carried with them after they retired.

Either it is passed down from ancestors or it is homemade.

Li Kailang doesn't want to sell the good ones, and he doesn't want to sell the bad ones either. After all, there are certain risks associated with selling inferior guns.

After choosing and choosing, Li Kailang still couldn't buy one.

The same is true for bullets. Most of the bullets in rural areas are homemade, and they are not provided by the system or steel mills.

Even if they are sold, the quality is still not as good.

It's okay to hit wild animals from close up, but it's not okay to hit people from a distance.

After returning home, Li Kailang tidied up, had his meal, and went to bed to rest.

At night, around eleven or twelve o'clock.

"Hululu~"

Li Kailang's snoring stopped abruptly and he slowly opened his eyes.

After washing his face, Li Kailang listened carefully to the sounds outside the door. He felt relieved when he heard that all the residents were breathing regularly.

Go out, take a few steps along the corridor next to you, climb over the wall, and you will be outside the courtyard.

Looking around cautiously, Li Kailang headed towards the nearest black market.

Ten minutes later, Li Kailang arrived outside the black market and there was still someone guarding the door.

Li Kailang paid two cents to enter.

The crowd inside was very sparse. Looking around, there were only thirty or forty people. It wasn't a lot, but compared to before the raid, it was less than one-fifth.

Li Kailang looked around to see where it was for sale.

Half an hour later, Li Kailang walked around three times and still found nothing.

Basically, every seller has either rice, vegetable leaves, chicken feathers, fish scales, etc. in front of them.

They are all related to daily necessities, and there is no trace of bullets or gunpowder.

"Isn't this thing sold on the black market?" Li Kailang muttered to himself.

"This is a difficult problem. Or maybe it's not here, but somewhere else? I hope so!"

Li Kailang could only think this way, he was determined to get the bullet.

Li Kailang was about to leave and go to another black market when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"Swish~" Li Kailang grabbed the hand on his shoulder with his backhand, raised his shoulder, and threw him over the shoulder!

"Brother, don't be so polite!"

The man behind him realized Li Kailang's attack, and pressed down hard with his hand holding his shoulder, while grabbing Li Kailang's elbow at the same time.

Suddenly, Li Kailang's attack stopped.

Then the man let go of his hand, and Li Kailang turned and walked away.

It was the first time that Li Kailang encountered such a situation, and someone was able to resolve his attack.

Seeing this, the man exclaimed: "Good skills!"

Only then did Li Kailang see the person clearly.

The man wore a mask and a loose black suit, but his sturdy and strong body stretched the suit out, making him look like someone who was not to be trifled with.

"What's the matter?" Li Kailang said lightly.

The man asked, "Nothing. I saw you walking around for a few rounds but didn't buy anything. Did you not find anything suitable?"

Li Kailang said calmly: "Indeed, I wonder what the comrade wants to see me about?"

The man replied: "Nothing, I just plan to do a business with my comrade."

Li Kailang was a little surprised: "Business? My business is not easy to do. You dare to do it without knowing what I want to write?"

The man said confidently, "I watched you guys walk around for a while. If you guys like it, it must be something special. I think I should have what you want."

"Oh! Are you sure?"

"Sure!" As he said that, the man secretly made a pistol gesture.

Seeing this, Li Kailang's pupils shrank and his eyes narrowed.

Seeing Li Kailang motionless, the man smiled and said, "It seems that I do have something that my comrades want!"

After saying that, the man pointed to a dark corner and said, "It's not convenient here. Let's talk there."

Li Kailang nodded and followed the man. At the same time, he took out the Mauser from the ring and quietly loaded it.

There was a slight "click" sound.

The man smiled softly, "Comrade, don't be so nervous. I'm doing business, not murder or robbery."

"This is the black market, not outside the city. If we open fire here, the sound of gunfire will be very loud. This is no small matter!"

Li Kailang also chuckled: "That's not necessarily true. A gun barrel with a silencer can also be silent."

The man smiled bitterly, "Whatever you say! This is how it is for people who come here for the first time."

Walking to the dark corner, the man looked at Li Kailang and said, "Comrade, let me introduce myself. My last name is Zhang, and I am also known as Zhang the Archer. You can call me Lao Zhang."

"My surname is Lin, Shuangmulin."

When doing business like this, Li Kailang didn't believe that the other party was using their real surname.

After the introduction, Lao Zhang got down to business.

"Comrade Lin, what kind of bullets do you want?"

Li Kailang asked back: "I wonder what bullets you have?"

Lao Zhang is confident: "Pistols, submachine guns, rifles, I can't say I have all the bullets for these three types of guns, but I have most of them!"

Li Kailang was surprised. To be able to say such words confidently, it was obvious that he had great energy.

At that time, all arsenals were state-owned, but there were no private arsenals.

Li Kailang asked, "I wonder if I can see the samples first?"

In front of Li Kailang, Lao Zhang took out several bags from the inner lining pocket.

Li Kailang vaguely saw the bulletproof vest under the black cloak, and it was obvious that he did not believe the buyer either.

At the same time, it is also demonstrating one's own strength.

Lao Zhang took out two small bags from the bag and handed them to Li Kailang.

"These two bags contain bullets for pistols and submachine guns. Which one do you want?"

Li Kailang opened it and saw that the pistol was loaded with four or five different kinds of bullets.

Mauser's 7.63mm bullets and Colt's 0.45-inch bullets were among them, as were submachine guns.

Li Kailang looked at Lao Zhang deeply. The other party must have an unusual background to have so many bullets.

Li Kailang looked at the three types of bullets carefully. They were well-made, slightly better than those given by the steel mill, and only slightly worse than those given by the system.

But no matter how good the appearance is, what matters most is what’s inside.

If there is no gunpowder in it, everything is just a face-saving project.

Li Kailang asked, "I wonder if we can dismantle it and look inside?"

Hearing this, Lao Zhang thought there was something wrong with his ears: "Huh? Please, Comrade Lin, please say it again. I didn't hear it clearly just now."

Li Kailang repeated: "I said, can we open it and take a look inside?"

Lao Zhang asked, "Can you take it apart? Do you have the tools? If something goes wrong, I won't help you!"

Li Kailang said disdainfully: "What's so difficult about this? How can a gun shooter not be able to disassemble bullets? Besides, how can you go out to buy bullets without bringing tools!"

Being able to shoot a gun and being able to disassemble bullets are two different things. Being able to shoot does not mean being able to disassemble them.

But Li Kailang is skilled in using firearms, so how could he not even be able to disassemble a bullet?

It’s mainly tools. Lao Zhang looked Li Kailang up and down, but he couldn’t tell that Li Kailang brought any disassembly tools.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang also wanted to see how Li Kailang would dismantle it: "If you can dismantle it, then do it, but you can only dismantle it here, and you can't take the bullets away."

"Don't worry, I'll dismantle it here!" Li Kailang replied.

He took out three types of bullets, squatted down, and pretended to take out a tool from his waist - pliers.

The bullet is divided into three parts: the warhead, the shell, and the gunpowder. Being outside, there is not enough time to disassemble it carefully, so the most brutal method can only be used.

Use pliers to clamp both sides of the bullet head, and pull it out roughly little by little.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the bullet and the shell separated, and some gunpowder spilled.

After pulling it out, there are very obvious clamp marks on both sides of the bullet head, which seriously affects the precision of the bullet and greatly affects the next use.

Old Zhang looked at Li Kailang in surprise. He didn't expect that he would use such a rough method.

Li Kailang saw this and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I ruined one of your bullets. I'll compensate you later."

Lao Zhang waved his hands and said, "It's okay! It's okay! It doesn't matter if all three are broken. This is the first time I've seen something so crude and rough."

"Okay!" Since Lao Zhang said so, Li Kailang felt relieved and carefully checked the bullets in his hand.

There was a lot of gunpowder filled in the shell, and with the spilled gunpowder, it basically filled the shell.

Li Kailang did the same thing with the next two.

"Comrade Lao Zhang, the workmanship of your bullets is very good and the quantity is sufficient. I am very satisfied!" said Li Kailang.

Li Kailang checked from outside to inside and found no problems.

"That's right. In our business, there can't be any mistakes!" Lao Zhang said confidently.

"Since Comrade Lin has also checked it, I wonder how many bullets are needed?"

Li Kailang got straight to the point: "I want a lot. I want several hundred rounds of bullets for each one you have. I wonder if you have any?"

Since Lao Zhang has bullets, Li Kailang plans to buy them all at once to be prepared.

"What?" Old Zhang exclaimed in shock.

After saying that, he immediately covered his mouth. Fortunately, this place is far away from the trading area and there are not many people here.

"Comrade Lin, this is not a joke. What do you need so many bullets for? If you want to do something bad, don't get involved with me!"

Li Kailang's words not only scared Lao Zhang, but also scared several of his companions hiding in the dark.

When they heard Lao Zhang's cry, they immediately became alert and looked at Li Kailang and Lao Zhang.

The originally calm heartbeat suddenly became violent. Li Kailang's ears moved slightly. Hearing the sound, he looked up slightly.

They turned the corner about ten meters away.

Old Zhang didn't know that Li Kailang had discovered them and was still immersed in surprise.

Lao Zhang said fearfully, "Comrade Lin, I'm here to do business and make money, not to accompany you in assassinations. I don't want to do this business anymore! I don't want to do it anymore!"

As he said that, Lao Zhang took the things from Li Kailang's hand, but he was mentally prepared.

Normally, people who do business only need dozens of rounds, or at most a hundred rounds, and they are the same type of bullet.

Li Kailang fired hundreds of rounds of all types of bullets, which made Lao Zhang worry that Li Kailang was going to do something bad.

"Hey, Comrade Lao Zhang, don't be so scared. I'm not doing anything bad." Li Kailang held Lao Zhang's hand.

"What do you want to do?" Lao Zhang asked immediately, always on guard.

Li Kailang explained: "This is not your stuff, okay? This is the first time I meet you, and I just happen to be short of bullets."

"It's just that I don't know when I will run into you next time, so I am just being prepared! I am preparing in advance. Don't worry, I won't do anything bad."

Lao Zhang looked incredulous: "Really?"

Li Kailang looked sincere and said earnestly, "Really! It couldn't be more true! I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to meet you next time, so I prepared more."

"If you had told me where to find you, I wouldn't have to prepare so much, and I wouldn't have to spend so much money!"

Both of them were wearing masks, so their faces could not be seen clearly, but from Li Kailang's eyes, Lao Zhang knew that what Li Kailang said was true.

This was also the first time he met Li Kailang. Previous buyers had done the same thing, but not as exaggerated as Li Kailang.

"If you're not doing anything bad, I can give it to you, but I don't have that much, and I can't give you all the bullets."

Li Kailang nodded: "That's fine, just give me what I want, how many hair do you have?"

Li Kailang reported the three types of bullets he needed.

"I have all three bullets, but the maximum for the pistol is 50 rounds each, and the maximum for the submachine gun is 100 rounds."

Lao Zhang actually reported half less. Although what Li Kailang said was true, he was still on guard against Li Kailang doing bad things.

Hearing this, Li Kailang was somewhat helpless: "Okay, 200 rounds is 200 rounds, it's better than nothing, can you calculate how much it costs?"

"By the way, how can I contact you if I need to buy bullets in the future?"

Lao Zhang's bullets are well-made. Li Kailang guessed that the source of his bullets was very unusual and definitely not from a private workshop.

Without high-precision manufacturing equipment, it would be difficult to produce it. Whether it is produced by the arsenal or other steel rolling mills is none of his business.

As the beneficiary of the purchase of bullets, Li Kailang did not intend to expose it.

The bullets signed in by the system are unstable, so you must rely on other means.

Although Lao Zhang didn't know Li Kailang's purpose, he didn't want to lose such a big customer.

Li Kailang's purchase was more aggressive than other buyers. Others just bought thirty or forty rounds and filled two magazines.

In contrast, Li Kailang seems extremely precious.

Lao Zhang lowered his head and calculated, "At 2 yuan per pill, you give me 40 yuan."

"As for how to contact me, I'm usually here on Tuesdays. If there's a pot of flowers outside the black market, I'll come in the evening."

"By the way, these flowers are usually kept after get off work for only an hour, so please pay attention to the time."

"Okay, I got it!" Li Kailang nodded and took out four big black tens and handed them to Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang checked it and said, "It's just right! It's fine!"

Then he took out 6 small bags from the black cloak, and took out 10 bullets from each of the two bags.

"Take a look and see if the quantity is enough?" said Lao Zhang.

Hearing this, Li Kailang counted confidently, and after a while, it was exactly the same number.

Li Kailang replied: "The quantity is the same, just right!"

Lao Zhang said with relief: "That's good! We are now two and done with this business!"

Li Kailang agreed: "Yeah! We are even now!"

Then he asked, "By the way, can you buy a gun here?"

"Buy a gun? That's not possible." Lao Zhang shook his head.

"I can sell bullets, but I can't sell guns."

Lao Zhang was also afraid that someone would sell him a gun, so he would just shoot and kill someone, just one shot, which would do him no good.

What he does is a long-term deal, not a short-term deal, and it is a one-time deal.

Li Kailang was unwilling to accept this: "Can't you be flexible?"

Hearing this, Lao Zhang pondered, "Hmm? It's not impossible, but you already have three guns, why do you want to buy another one?"

"I do have three guns, but they are all old. I am afraid that one day they will explode and all three will be broken. So I should prepare one first, just in case."

Lao Zhang was a little bit unconvinced, but he didn't refuse either, intending to use this greasy hair to hold Li Kailang back.

"That's true. But I can't just sell this gun to others. If you can give me more..." Lao Zhang rubbed his fingers.

"I understand! I understand!" Li Kailang immediately understood and took out a few big black tens and gave them to him.

"Oh! How can I do this? I sell bullets. I hope you can buy more bullets."

Lao Zhang pushed it back, saying that selling guns would not make as much money as selling bullets, and he even planned to use the bullets to trap Li Kailang.

At the same time, it also prevents Li Kailang from just firing one shot and then stopping.

This is similar to unlocking a lock. No thief would be willing to stay at someone else's door for an hour or two.

The same goes for Lao Zhang. He just needs to do it a few more times to test whether Li Kailang is such a person.

"Okay, I have something to do and I'll leave first!"

Lao Zhang pushed away the hand that Li Kailang extended to him and ran away immediately.

Seeing this, Li Kailang didn't plan to chase him, as there was someone else at the corner.

Seeing this, Li Kailang took the bullets and left.

"Lao Zhang, how is it?" As soon as Lao Zhang turned the corner, his companion immediately said.

As Li Kailang expected, Lao Zhang did not use his real name when doing things.

"Not bad, this guy is a big client, we can do long-term business with him." Lao Zhang took out four big black tens.

"Wow, I didn't expect this guy to be so good. We made 25 yuan from this order."

The cost of the bullet was 15 yuan, and the net profit was 25 yuan. For them, Li Kailang made a lot of money from this order.

"By the way, we'll open here on Tuesdays from now on and put a pot of flowers at the entrance of the black market for that kid to see." Lao Zhang reminded.

"Okay, got it!" Several people answered in unison, and one person wrote down the information.

For their own safety and to protect the privacy of each customer, they have individual contact information for each customer.

"Okay, let's go back!"

Several people quickly disappeared into the shadows.

To dare to do business in the black market, they must have made full preparations and will not be easily exposed.

Even if they were exposed, they had a way to escape.

(End of this chapter)