Two snipers are placed next to it, and there is a separate box.

I have to say that Gomewi is really good at doing things. The accessories for the two-shot sniper are all top-notch. Mo Feng can already recognize these accessories at a glance. The 10-12x lens has a high accuracy within one thousand meters.

As for the ten m249s in a row, although the diameter is not large, it looks domineering. Its appearance is similar to that in CrossFire. Its weight is not light when held in the arms, and the cable is also dazzling.

All the weapons were roughly lightly, and Gomewi stepped forward and spoke, "These ammunition boxes are equipped with 5.56 bullets at a standard of 1,500 rounds. Here there are 70 boxes of rifle bullets and 40 boxes of machine gun bullets, and next to them are all magazines. These sight night vision devices are also the latest equipment."

Mo Feng nodded. Don’t you count the words of Gomewi. I’ll tell you, otherwise it will take how long it will take to complete the list of so many boxes of ammunition.

Of course, Mo Feng did not intend to check these too much, but took a scar-l, filled a shuttle of bullets, and then twisted up a few silencers and spoke, "I need to check the gun."

Then, behind the car door.

Mo Feng held the rifle and heard the silence of the beeping sound, and all the bullets fell into the wheat field.

After several shuttles, there were no bullets. I have to say that the Belgian Jungong is still good, otherwise Meidi would not have purchased and assembled these.

Then, Mo Feng selected a few rifles, pistols, and machine guns, loaded them one by one and tried them. Overall, it was pretty good.

Turning his head to look at Gomewi, Mo Feng shrugged and chuckled, "Old guy, this batch of goods is pretty good, I won't take some bullets one by one, but I hope you don't cheat. If the quality of this batch of goods is not a problem, we might be able to cooperate for a long time in the future. What do you think?"

When Gomewi heard this, he patted his chest and sweared: "Don't worry, all of this batch of goods are active equipment, and there will be no problems. As for ammunition, I have sent three thousand rounds of rifle machine guns for each type, and the rest of the ammunition are also sent."

Obviously, even if Mo Feng doesn't say anything about such a big God of Wealth, he will do his best.

Mo Feng nodded, patted the latter's broad shoulder with a gentle smile and said, "That's looking forward to our next cooperation."

"Natural," Gomewie squeezed out a smile and immediately spoke with a point of view: "But this money..."

People die for money and birds die for food, and two million euros are not a small amount. It is even said that Gomewire has been safe and easy for the rest of his life to take this money.

"Don't worry, you won't be missing. Get out of the car first, I'll check it out." Mo Feng said.

Gomewie did not doubt that he had, so he quickly retreated.

Then, Mo Feng waved his palm and filled batches of guns and ammunition into the storage bay.

The bullet box is not as bulky as the old-fashioned ones, and the income does not take up much space.

As for the rifle, Mo Feng took out the props he had prepared and used the smallest space to store handfuls of golden sand-colored scar-l.

It didn't last long, and it was even very fast.

While Mo Feng was blocking the door, Gomewi couldn't tell the reason.

Then, Mo Feng pulled up the door of the refrigerator room, clapped his palms, and jumped out of the car.

Gomei stepped forward and closed the iron container door, then looked at Mo Feng with a flattering smile.

Turning back to the previous car, Mo Feng opened the trunk, directly lifted two black leather boxes out of it and threw them over.

Gomevina was so excited that she opened the check and saw stacks of neatly arranged banknotes, and few people would not be moved when they saw them.

Gomewie smiled so beautifully. He quickly closed the suitcase, then stepped forward and handed Mo Feng a business card again, and said, "Old guy, I hope I can cooperate next time, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Mo Feng did not refuse, and raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully after taking the card: "As long as there is no problem with these weapons, you can naturally continue to cooperate. But you will have to be cheaper next time."

After Gomewie patted his chest and promised, he quickly left with his two subordinates. Although the country did not ban guns, it was very serious to be caught in private sales.

As for Mo Feng, he also turned over as he watched the few people walk away.

But this car is too long and it is a semi-track. It takes many years of A-scan drivers to drive it. You can drive in a straight line if you have C-scan.

Of course, Mo Feng didn't plan to drive the car and leave.

When driving straight, there was a curve in front of me soon, and Mo Feng slowed down and opened the door and jumped off the car.

I saw the semi-trailer swaying, and it didn't take long for the longest time that the front of the truck rolled over and fell on the farmland.

Then, not long after, an explosion sounded through the fields.

A spark scattered, and countless explosions followed closely, and the bus also ignited a raging fire.

In the distance, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Feng's mouth. The shot was not crooked at all, of course it had a lot to do with the huge fuel tank. Putting away the awm sniper, Mo Feng quickly ran towards the white car he had replaced.

It didn't take long for the Belgian police car to arrive with a strange sound and investigate the cause of the explosion everywhere. There were no corpses and no special objects. However, the final conclusion was that the fuel tank was bombed by a sniper rifle.

All the police were surprised because the driver was gone.

There are only two possibilities, the driver was taken away by murder before the explosion. Or maybe the murderer deliberately covered up the truth of the matter? But it doesn't look very similar.

In the end, because the scene was blown into countless debris and there were no dead, the relevant departments only investigated the relevant vehicles and corresponding probes, and finally interrogated some people and died in vain.

After all, there was no trace of contraband in the car. And there was no plaintiff and defendant.

Of course, Gomewi, who was called to be tried, was frightened and simply did not die, so the people above him were brought out.

What puzzled him was, what about the chariot of arms? How could it be transferred so quickly?

......

At this time, Mo Feng had already boarded the return passenger plane.

This batch of guns has been obtained, so it doesn't make sense for him to stay in Belgium. However, before leaving, Mo Feng brought a few little guys. It was also the ones that Mo Feng met on the way to the golden shop in those days.

The Belgian shepherd dog, the big Mo Feng has no place to take, and the small one is not difficult.

Moreover, although Belgian shepherds are not as famous as German shepherds, they are second only to German shepherds among famous dogs. They are dogs with high IQs and are very easy to domesticate.

......

The plane is boring, especially international passenger planes.

It was another ten hours of flight, and Mo Feng was dizzy and thrilling.

At Wuhan Airport, an airplane fell down with a howling sound.

After a while, Mo Feng got off the plane and it was already past eight o'clock.
Chapter completed!