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Chapter 84(2/2)

A long, dark and cold gun with a long barrel was lying quietly in the safe.

Thompson m1928, submachine gun.

Standard old American clothing, tough stuff.

China is a country that prohibits guns. It strictly controls and prohibits firearms and weapons.

In ordinary times, even a small pistol may be sentenced to ten years in prison.

And, the one in Huang Honghui's safe is... a submachine gun.

This kind of terrifying ruthless thing is simply a murder weapon in China.

A single firearm can kill hundreds of thousands of people in a sea of ​​blood.

Although it is an old model that was eliminated by the United States decades ago, it... is still a submachine gun.

The moment the trigger is pressed, dozens or hundreds of bullets and gunpowder can be fired continuously in an instant.

This kind of power is enough to kill everything.

A submachine gun is enough for Chinese justice to be sentenced.

Crime of illegal possession of heavy and dangerous weapons!

Estimated according to the degree of lethality of the weapon...the crime is at least life in prison, or even death penalty.

However, this Huang Honghui was not afraid at all.

His Huang family transcends all laws in this Jiangnan area.

He suddenly took out the gun from the safe, loaded it, and loaded it.

Although his movements were hurried, he was still skillful.

It can be seen that he has used this terrifying thermal weapon many times in daily life.

And, on one occasion, a large-scale... unscrupulous massacre was carried out.

In just two minutes, he assembled the submachine gun ammunition.

Huang Honghui's face was ferocious and cold. He held a submachine gun in both hands, his pupils were filled with murderous intent, and he rushed out of the door.

Since Chen Zongheng personally came to seek death... then today, let that guy turn into a pile of mud and blood!

No matter how strong your kung fu is, so what?

Can he really conquer everything alone?

In the face of powerful and terrifying thermal weapons, human beings... are just the handle of a gun being aimed at.
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