Chapter 115 The Price of Guns

As Fang Senyan was examining the weapons, the curtain behind him was lifted, and a woman walked in. She looked quite familiar; it was the woman who had tried to flirt with Fang Senyan earlier but was rejected. She glared at him and said coldly:

"You're the one who wants to buy guns?"

Fang Senyan didn't reply. He reached out, picked up a rather stylish-looking handgun, and immediately received a series of prompts from his Nightmare Imprint:

"M500 Revolver (Condition: Fair)"

"Origin: Smith & Wesson, USA"

"Equipment Rarity: White"

"Attack Power: 75-95"

"Material: Titanium steel stamping, outer surface shot peened and phosphated."

"Attachable Devices: STII silencer, wooden stock, sling"

"Usable Ammunition: 0.50 Magnum high-power handgun bullets."

"Effective Bullet Range: 100 meters"

"Weight: 2.1 kg"

"Overall Length: 450 mm"

"Magazine Capacity: (2) (Needs repair)"

"Equipment Usage Condition: Strength must be 7 or higher."

"Attack Speed: Very slow, 8 seconds/shot; Reload Speed: Very slow, 15 seconds. (Needs repair)"

"Handgun Additional Effect: Shooting Accuracy +10%, Shooting Range -10%."

"Equipment Combat Rating: 9"

"Evaluation: With it, you can conquer the world---if the gun fires properly."

"This equipment cannot be taken out of this world."

The handgun's immense power immediately caught Fang Senyan's attention. A maximum damage of 95 meant that he could only withstand two direct hits. However, the weapon's low rate of fire and reload speed demanded a high degree of accuracy from the user.

Fang Senyan then picked up another weapon, a shotgun.

"Italian SPAS-15MIL Combat Shotgun (Condition: Fair)"

"Origin: Italian IK Company."

"Equipment Rarity: White"

"Equipment Slot: Hand, Weapon"

"Attack Power within 8 meters: 68-78; Attack Power from 8-20 meters: 35-45; Attack Power from 20-40 meters: 27-37."

"Material: Nickel-chromium steel plate stamping, outer surface shot peened and phosphated."

"Attachable Devices: Grenade launcher (Damaged)."

"Usable Ammunition: Military/Police Series"

"Effective Bullet Range: 40 meters"

"Tear gas and grenade range of the same caliber: 150 meters (This function needs to be repaired before use)."

"Weight: 3.9 kg"

"Overall Length: 915 mm"

"Magazine Capacity: (6)"

"Rate of Fire: Fast, 1/1 second, can fire continuously."

"Reload Speed: Slow, 8 seconds"

"Equipment Usage Condition: Strength value must reach 8 points"

"Shotgun Additional Effect: Chance to knock back enemies within 8 meters. Bullet power weakens beyond 20 meters." (This effect will be weakened to some extent after leaving this world.)

"Shotgun Additional Effect: Chance to inflict a 3-5 second concussion state on enemies within 8 meters. Movement speed and attack speed reduced by 60%." (This effect will be weakened to some extent after leaving this world.)

"Evaluation: This gun will be a great help to you if repaired."

"Equipment Combat Rating: 9"

"This equipment cannot be taken out of this world."

Note: The equipment levels in this book are:

Gray (Basically for the store)

White (Common)

Light Blue (Comes with 1 extra attribute)

Dark Blue (Comes with 1-2 extra attributes)

Black Equipment (Comes with 1-2 extra attributes + 0-1 passive ability)

Silver Story Equipment (Designated Boss has a low probability of dropping unique attributes) / Green Equipment (Set)

Light Green Equipment (Evolvable Equipment) / Gold Story Equipment.

(White equipment may also have special effects depending on the type of equipment, but this is an effect of the equipment type, meaning that anyone using this type of gun will inevitably have this effect. For example, all shotguns will have the above effects, so it is possible that high-level white equipment may be better than dark blue equipment.)

"How much for these two, babe?"

Fang Senyan looked at the rest of the guns and decided that only these two were what he needed most right now. So, he pointed to the M500 and the shotgun, and said in a nonchalant tone:

The woman's face showed anger. She snatched the guns back and said:

"It's Katrina, miss! If you call me 'babe' again, don't blame me for shoving this gun in your damn mouth and pulling the trigger! Five thousand dollars!"

Clearly, the woman was trying to rip him off. Even brand new, these two weapons wouldn't cost the military more than four thousand dollars. And these two half-broken used goods were being sold for five thousand dollars. Fang Senyan crossed his arms and snorted:

"The handgun's magazine is half broken, with only two rounds. Even worse, the shotgun's grenade launcher is completely damaged. You dare to sell this junk for so much?"

Katrina immediately retorted:

"You idiot, using grenade launchers on the streets of Los Angeles? Do you think your life is too long? Are you buying or not? If not, get lost."

Obviously, the woman was still holding a grudge from when Fang Senyan rejected her earlier. Fang Senyan was about to speak when the curtain behind him moved, and two more people came in. One of them seemed quite familiar with the mohawked guy who led the way; he was probably also a broker here. The other was a black man who didn't look tall, with small pigtails that were popular at the time. However, the muscles on his arms bulged, and his eyes were small, almost always squinting. Glimmers of shrewdness flashed in the slits of his eyes, giving the impression of being very capable.

"This is Mr. Quist," the leading broker introduced with a smile.

"He's here to buy some self-defense items."

This broker had obviously gotten a lot of benefits from Quist, so he seemed much more enthusiastic than the mohawked guy. Fang Senyan noticed a detail: as soon as Quist came in, his eyes also looked at the shotguns on the shelf first!

"Could this guy also be a Contractor?" Fang Senyan thought immediately. He remained calm, but took two steps back, standing in the shadows so he wouldn't be so noticeable. Quist's mind was clearly on the dazzling array of goods on the shelves. He took a quick look, then touched the two guns Fang Senyan had picked out. After a simple check, he said briskly:

"How much for these two guns? I'll take them."

Katrina said coldly:

"Six thousand dollars."

Quist didn't hesitate to pull out a thick wad of dollars to pay. Fang Senyan saw clearly that this guy wasn't using a sleight of hand like him; he really had tens of thousands of dollars on him! Fang Senyan's eyes flickered slightly, but he immediately shouted:

"Wait, I saw these two guns first."

Katrina glanced at him contemptuously and said:

"Hick, we don't care about 'first come, first served' or 'gentlemanly conduct' here. Everything is decided by the damn dollar."

Fang Senyan said calmly:

"Very well, then I'll offer seven thousand dollars."

Katrina turned around, shrugged at Quist, and her body language was very clear. Quist said expressionlessly:

"Ten thousand dollars."

Although Fang Senyan had always been short on cash, he had traveled around the world before and seen many spendthrift young masters. He immediately imitated their nonchalant manner when buying things and said:

"Twenty thousand dollars."

Quist said coldly, "Thirty thousand dollars."

Fang Senyan immediately said without hesitation:

"Fifty thousand dollars."

Quist's face turned ugly. Of course, he had fifty thousand dollars, but the other party's unbridled price increase undoubtedly put strong psychological pressure on him, which was that the other party had ample funds and was determined to get the guns! And fifty thousand dollars was close to Quist's psychological bottom line. You have to know, he only had eighty thousand dollars in cash on him!

The atmosphere in the room became subtle and awkward for a moment. Fang Senyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The feeling was hard to describe, like being pricked by a needle in the chest. Then, a palpitation came from the heart. Next, he saw Quist pull out a handgun from the back of his collar with lightning speed and aim it!

Shoot!

Quist's series of movements was extremely fast, yet extremely clear. All the actions seemed to be broken down and presented in front of everyone. Before the muzzle flash could dissipate, Fang Senyan's left chest, near his heart, was already torn and shattered. He had taken three shots in the same spot!

A look of horror and disbelief appeared on Fang Senyan's face. He clutched his chest, staggered back a few steps, and finally lost his balance, falling backward and lying still. Dark red blood could be seen gradually seeping from between his fingers, staining his clothes a shocking dark red.

Obviously, this guy had hidden the gun in his collar, successfully bypassing the body search at the door. After killing Fang Senyan, he didn't continue to attack. Instead, he tilted his head at Katrina and muttered calmly in a nasal English accent:

"That's what happens to people who get in the way. Hand over the bullets."

Judging by this man's appearance, he regarded killing as casually as eating and drinking, which showed that his hands must have been stained with blood long ago. Since this place secretly sold guns underground, it naturally wouldn't put the bullets together with the guns. Otherwise, most of the guys who came to buy black guns were fierce and evil, and they might immediately use your own guns and ammunition to deal with you! Katrina, who was being pointed at by the gun, showed no fear. She stared at the handgun Quist was holding and gritted her teeth:

"You damn cop!"

Since the Carnival Nightclub dared to run a black market for weapons underground, it naturally had connections on both sides of the law. Hearing the gunshots inside, the burly men acting as guards outside had already drawn their guns and rushed in. The mohawked guy and the other broker also pulled out triangular scrapers from their waists, ignoring the guns in the enemies' hands, and approached with fierce eyes, ready to stab!