Jiang Cheng raised his gun and shot at three thumb-sized oranges on the orange tree, and shot three gunshots in a row!

After the fight, Jiang Cheng smiled and put down his gun, touched the slightly scorched gun and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've played with a gun, I don't know if I have regressed."

Tagore looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise, then looked at the orange hanging on the treetops still intact, and gave a wink at the other bodyguard next to him, and said softly: "Pick the orange."

The bodyguard immediately followed the instructions and soon came back with the oranges in surprise. He grabbed the three oranges in his hands, put them on the table in front of Tagore, and murmured softly: "Boss, look, these oranges..."

Tagore looked down at the orange, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw that there was a hole in the center of each orange on the three thumb-big oranges, and the edge of the hole was slightly black. That was because of the traces of the high temperature burned when the bullet was fired. Jiang Cheng actually fired three shots in a row and quickly hit the center of the three thumb-big oranges. This kind of shooting technique can be called a sharpshooter!

Hans was shocked when he saw these three oranges on the side, and he was even more afraid of Jiang Cheng. This man was not only powerful, but also had such accurate marksmanship.

Tagore grabbed one of the oranges in his hand, took a deep look, then turned his head and smiled at Jiang Cheng: "Awesome! Your shooting skills, shooting movements and accuracy are all first-class."

Tagore's words had no meaning of praise, and he was completely sighing from the heart. He was really surprised by Jiang Cheng's shooting skills, and he secretly speculated in his heart about Jiang Cheng's previous career and background.

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said with a modest smile: "It's too much. This gun is indeed a good gun. It's very easy to use. Otherwise, I wouldn't have achieved such results. However, I can't get this gun for free, but I'm really interested in this gun. I'm really interested in the price. I'll ask someone to send it with the cost of other guns."

Jiang Cheng knew very well that in this world, he should never regard other people's polite words as heartfelt words. It would give people the impression that they were greedy and would not do big things!

Tagore smiled slightly and was about to speak, but the bodyguard Charlton had already run down from the second floor of the villa. His steps were heavy, and the stairs were demolished, as if he had taken something heavy, and he couldn't help but attract everyone's attention. Jiang Cheng and the others looked over there.

Charlton appeared at the entrance of the stairs downstairs on the second floor, carrying a grass-green equipment belt, and there were guns inserted in the equipment belt. There were as many as a dozen. The most eye-catching thing was that he was carrying a MAT49 9mm black submachine gun on his back!

Jiang Cheng's attention was all on this submachine gun. There was a scope in front of this gun, and it could even be used as a medium-range sniper rifle. It was quite widely used. Unexpectedly, Tagore actually had a collection of this kind of thing. Zhao Ke is an absolute treasure, but he probably dared not use it. The control of this gun is many times stronger than that of ordinary pistols. With his gang strength, if something happens, the police will definitely not be able to handle it.

Charlton walked a few steps to everyone, placed the equipment belt on the table in front of Tagore, and stood silently next to him.

Jiang Cheng looked at the equipment belt on the table and carefully counted it. There were a total of sixteen guns and fifteen pistols of different power models, all of which were automated and semi-automated pistols. The other one was a submachine gun with a length of about fifty cm and a height of about twenty cm.

Tagore looked at Jiang Cheng's stunning gaze, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he introduced softly: "These are all the fine products left by me assembled pistols. The failure rate of each one is the same as that of military supplies. They are guns that I have strictly inspected and carefully maintained. In addition, I have sold out all other guns."

"You plan to sell these guns to me?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Tagore nodded and said, "If you want to buy it, I can sell it to you at a price of 800 euros per gun. Except for the gun in your hand, you can choose three guns here at will. I will not sell the others."

"Where is this submachine gun?" Jiang Cheng touched the submachine gun with one hand and asked excitedly.

"This gun is also a non-sale product. It is impossible to sell what I have always treasured!" Tagore waved his hand and refused, his tone very certain, as if there was no room for negotiation at all.

Jiang Cheng smiled. He knew it was the result. Since that was the case, he would not be polite. He started to select the other fifteen pistols and finally selected three smaller and lighter pistols. They are all the kind that are specially used for agents and can be easily hidden. The heaviest one is no more than three kilograms and the smallest one is estimated to be less than one kilogram.

Jiang Cheng is going to use these guns for self-defense for his men. With the current strength of Longxinghui's gang, it is better to use them in a low-key manner. If someone is unable to bring them up because they have a large number of illegal guns, he will not have any acquaintances in the French police circle.

"I decided that it was these three guns, plus the one in my hand, so I could ask Hans to follow me to get it. I would give him cash." Jiang Cheng put the selected pistols on the table in front of him and said with a smile.

"Yes." Tagore glanced at the guns and said lightly.

After completing the transaction, Jiang Cheng and Tagore talked about some other things, most of which were about future gun cooperation, and on the other hand, it was about the allocation of territory in District 17 and District 18. During the conversation, Tagore revealed a deep hatred for these two gangs, especially Martin Luther, who did not know what grudges there were between the two.

Jiang Cheng didn't ask in detail because it was someone else's privacy. When Tagore wanted to tell him, he would naturally say something he didn't take the initiative to say, and tried to avoid asking. Some people just couldn't control their curiosity and provoked others' taboos!

After a chat, Jiang Cheng unexpectedly discovered that Tagore and his temper were quite right, and they both had straightforward personalities. Although Tagore had always been hiding in this place, his words and deeds were cheerful and bold. Although it was impossible to become a brother, it seemed that he was not bad to be a friend.

Having a dinner in Tagore's villa, Jiang Cheng left the villa under Hans' escort. Of course, when he left, he still put on a black hood. Hans also specifically instructed him not to tell anyone that he had seen Tagore here and forget all the characteristics of Tagore.

Jiang Cheng was a little confused when he heard this. It seemed that Tagore was not only hiding in this villa because of inconvenient legs, but also had other reasons to hide. Speaking of these reasons, judging by Tagore's sincerity toward Red Gloves and the Martin Gang, 80% of the two gangs forced him to hide were these two gangs.

But it's very strange! Red Gloves and the Martin Gang are incompatible, so why did Tagore make a grudge with the two major gangs at the same time?

These things set off a series of questions in Jiang Cheng's mind, especially Hans's words, which made him forget all the characteristics of Tagore. Tagore does not have many distinct characteristics. Perhaps obesity and lack of exercise are considered one, but there are many people with this characteristic. The only impressive thing is that he is a person with disabled legs.

Could it be that... his disability was caused by the Red Gloves and the Martin Gang? If this is true, Tagore's hatred for these two gangs can be understood. Jiang Cheng guessed in his heart.

In fact, Jiang Cheng didn't know that Tagore had an amazing past. If it weren't for a slight mistake and a mistake, the Martin Gang might have changed its name now, and it was changed to the Tagore Gang or the Black Bat Gang!

Hans led his men to send Jiang Cheng back to Glens Square. Although it was already night, in this Glens Square, Jing Long, Lin Yu, and other brothers from the Longxinghui were all waiting for Jiang Cheng. Seeing Jiang Cheng safely return, they couldn't help but smile.

After Jiang Cheng got off the car, he showed them four Jinping pistols placed in his top pocket, which immediately made everyone exclaim, with a strange look in his eyes.

He threw three of the pistols to Jing Long, Jiang Cheng asked him to leave one by himself, and brought the others back to Longxing Jeet Kune Gymnasium and brought the euro over. Jing Long picked out the most impressive one from it, stuffed it into his pocket, then agreed with a smile and took a taxi away.

After about ten minutes, Jing Long came back from a taxi again. He came to Jiang Cheng with a black official bag in his hand and handed it to Jiang Cheng. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Brother Cheng, this is the first time I have taken the euro outside, which almost scared me."

Jiang Cheng was so amused and cried, thinking that with your skills, Jing Long, who would dare to rob you?

Jiang Cheng handed Hans a lot of money to Hans after he had just obtained the euro. Hans and his black brothers immediately smiled brightly and talked happily to each other. It seemed that Black Bat would be living a difficult life now. These people hadn't seen so much money for a long time.

Hans and his friends thanked Jiang Cheng and others, and brought them to collect money from the beggars. However, the black men who were defeated by Jiang Cheng left. Before leaving, they left a phone number for Jiang Cheng, saying that they could call him for help if they needed it, including fighting against the Martin Gang and Red Gloves.

When Jiang Cheng heard his tone, he seemed to want to form an alliance with Long Xing, so he naturally did not agree immediately, but instead chuckled and nodded to show that he understood.

Jiang Cheng doesn't know much about the Black Bat Club now, and it is impossible to easily say anything helping each other. If you don't say anything else, the Black Bat Club will definitely have a feud with Red Gloves and the Martin Gang! Long Xing will not be able to get involved with them to eliminate disasters and prevent them from being able to do so.

"Brother Cheng, let's go back. When I came out just now, Brother Zhuge asked me to tell you that if you have something to discuss with you," Jing Long leaned in front of Jiang Cheng and said.
Chapter completed!