When I came to the so-called city, Bian Rui had to say that the population base here was too small. If it were placed in China, the streets of the city would have been crowded with people, but here, there were only a few pedestrians on the road, each of which was slow, giving people a feeling of laziness.

"arrive!"

As Zhou Zheng heard the sound of the sound, Bian Rui turned his head and looked like the front of the car. He saw that the front of the car was turning into a parking lot. Directly opposite the front of the car was a large wooden house, which looked like a domestic supermarket. The top of the lintel contained the name of the gun shop and a pistol slide painting.

There is also a huge advertising painting next to the house, which shows a middle-aged man teaching a seven or eight-year-old child to shoot, looking like a father and son are having fun together. Bian Rui doesn't understand the imagination of the New Zealanders. How to make gun advertisements look like car advertisements in our country, and the whole family rides on the gun and travels.

After getting off the car and coming to the door, Rui saw many small carts in supermarkets as soon as he entered the door. He suddenly felt that this style was coming up, and thought to himself: Look, the guns are sold like eggs in supermarkets.

Zhou Zheng pushed a small cart casually, and then said to Bian Rui: "Let's go, are you going to go for a long spear or a pistol first? I said New Zealand is now in strict control, and automatic weapons and semi-automatic devices are not allowed to be used. Now the gun shop mainly has a rifle, pistols and some hunting rifles, and there are antique guns there..."

At this time, Bian Rui felt like he had arrived at an arsenal, with countless guns just placed in front of him and reaching his hand.

He reached out to grab a gun, and Bian Rui felt its weight. The gun was very long and it looked not like it was in the past few years. The gun handles and other places were all made of wooden, and the bolts and other old-fashioned round iron balls with the size of glass balls hanging in the middle.

"This is Chuntian!"

After flipping through the tag on the gun, Zhou Zheng exclaimed, lowered his head and looked at the place where Bian Rui had just taken the gun, and found that only one of Bian Rui's hands was left, so he took the gun from Bian Rui's hand, looked carefully, and put it in the cart.

"You guy's luck is indeed good. This is the kind of sniper rifle in Chuntian with a long scope. I have found it several times but it has no goods. I didn't expect you guy to reach out and pick it up." Zhou Zheng was very happy.

Bian Rui: "...".

After looking at Zhou Zheng, Bian Rui reached out and picked up another gun. He looked at the one and touched it. It took Bian Rui ten minutes to beside this gun-firing rack, and there were at least twenty racks like this in the store. This did not include short guns, pistols and so on that. I guess it would take some effort to finish fiddling.

Zhou Zheng said: "Oh, brother, can you stop seeing this? You can see your heart disease. Oh, you should watch slowly first, I will try the gun. I haven't seen a good guy who is in tune with me for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy."

"Go".

Bian Rui doesn't need a guide. To be honest, Bian Rui is fighting in his heart now. He thinks how to pass the opportunity of one or two guns. It is unrealistic to buy it. Even if New Zealand is management loose, Bian Rui cannot come up with someone else's gun purchase license. And if you buy a gun, Bian Rui has to register. Who is Bian Rui? He is not interested in registering.

Hunting! Hunting!

Bian Rui muttered while touching the gun. In just over ten minutes, Zhou Zheng popularized Bian Rui's knowledge of guns, knowing what bullets are usually used for long spears here, how to distinguish the caliber of ordinary guns, etc.

Just as Bian Rui was looking at the gun, he suddenly heard a clang sound from outside, and the glass window less than five meters away from Bian Rui broke.

Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!

Three crisp gunfires followed.

The sound of gunfire was accompanied by the screams and scolding of pedestrians on the road.

Bian Rui was stunned and stood upright with a gun in his hand. At this time, Bian Rui had a thought in his mind: "I'm going to fight on the streets?"

"Let's go down, lie down!"

A clerk saw that everyone in the store was lying down, and Bian Rui was still standing, with a silly man, and he was expressionless. He immediately guessed that this was the first time this person had encountered this situation and had not received training in this area before.

Bian Rui seemed to have not heard this person, and he was still standing so straight.

There was a middle-aged man in his fifties over there and said, "Haha, lie down quickly, I didn't hear you, you're so scared!"

This person knew that he was a Chinese uncle, who spoke Chinese and had a strong northern accent.

It was this Chinese accent that scared Bian Rui and immediately fell to the ground.

Bian Rui had just pulled to the ground, and another gunfire sounded. The good guy was fighting in this gunfight.

Bian Rui was lying down well, and suddenly he felt that the gunshot was getting closer and closer to him. He was about to look up and found that the door of the store was hit by a car.

With a loud thud and a brake, the entire gun shop suddenly became lively.

Bang!

With a gunshot, the gunshots outside suddenly stopped.

Just as Bian Rui was wondering what was going on, he suddenly heard a voice sound: "Get across the road, I'll kill someone if you get closer!"

Bian Rui was very curious, and moved his body and climbed to a relatively open place. He wanted to see what happened. If it was too dangerous, he had to go to Zhou Zheng. It would be better to knock this guy out with a gun and tie it up and put it on his head and send it into the space. Anyway, it would be a friend. Bian Rui couldn't watch him die.

Bian Rui carefully climbed to the shooting range gate where the gun was being tested. After climbing over two shelves, Bian Rui found that he couldn't get through because five or six masked men were standing there now, each holding a big guy in his hand. Bian Rui knew from the little gun knowledge he had just obtained that it was an automatic weapon, and it was also the latest model of the AK family, which was famous for its latest model.

The car next to them was so eye-catching. It was printed with armed escort in English and some bank fonts. A big hole broke out in one of the tires on the front wheels.

Simply put, Bian Rui was very lucky today. He met a group of people robbing the armored car. During the gun battle, these useless robbers were defeated and did not fight the escort in the car behind him. Then he was forced to the gun shop.

Several guys were talking on New Zealand Aircraft English and were joking with each other, probably complaining to each other. It seemed that they were a little unprepared for the current situation.

Bang!

Bian Rui subconsciously heard the gunshot and his body shook, looking up and found that one of the robbers was dead.

Not only Bian Rui was stunned, but the remaining robbers also looked at the one who shot in a daze. Who knew that the one who did not take the shooting seriously, and easily inserted the gun back into the holster at his waist.

Bian Rui has practiced family and has good kung fu, but practicing family and killing is a couple. Bian Rui can beat people, but if you let Bian Rui take his life, Bian Rui really can't do it, especially when attacking people around you.

However, Bian Rui was calm, not as stupid as the first time he heard the gunshots. He was stunned for a moment and began to think of countermeasures.

"What's the point of saying this is now? What everyone has to do now is how to escape with money from here, rather than stirring up everyone's emotions..."

Bian Rui thought to himself: I'm going, it's too cruel!

As a normal person, Bian Rui didn't dare to look at the corpse lying on the ground, so he turned his head and wanted to crawl back to his original place. At this time, Bian Rui's mind was a little too small, and the safest way was to crawl into the space.

After climbing for two steps, Bian Rui felt his waist tightening, and turned his head to see a bandit wearing a hooded man looking at him.

"Get up, go there," the bandit said to Bian Rui.

At this time, the man who shot and killed someone came over, squatted beside Bian Rui and asked, "Chinese?"

"Um!"

Hearing Bian Rui's answer, the gangster leader said to the gangster who was stepping on Bian Rui's waist: "This one stays here as a hostage, and takes him to the door later. If a foreigner is in his hands, the police will handle it more carefully."

Bian Rui immediately started to curse in his heart when he heard this.

Just like that, Bian Rui was pulled to the counter and squatted down with his head in his arms.

Soon after a few more gunshots, all the cameras in the gun store were broken, so it would be impossible for outside to observe the situation in the gun store through the camera.

Bian Rui, who was holding his head, found that he was standing not far beside him, and there was a cabinet with bullets. The cabinet door was half open, and there were keys hanging on the door. The bullets were loaded in a small box, full of cabinets.

Bian Rui moved over carefully, opened the space and threw boxes of bullets into the space until he had been hacked into the space by Bian Rui.

When Bian Rui entered the space himself, he began to check the box and found that most of the bullets were general-purpose rifle bullets with a caliber of 7.62x51, and some strange calibers, but not many, only a few dozen boxes, and the bullets were long and heavy, and the materials were also different. The good ones were shiny copper shells, the worse ones were made of steel, and half of them were made of Chinese bullets.

It’s not okay to have bullets or guns. Bian Rui crawled out again to get the gun, but reached out to the counter to get it and found that all the guns on the counter were locked, so Bian Rui couldn’t handle them at all.

If you want to get a gun, you have to unlock it first. Bian Rui doesn't have this ability. Most of the counters are pistols. The only thing you can hold is the crossbow placed on the shelf by the wall. Bian Rui was so angry that he had to put these things into the space and made about twenty boxes. He just chose the beautiful ones. Bian Rui didn't even want the obviously worthless thing.

Just as I was taking the fun, I heard someone coming, Bian Rui crawled into the space again.

As soon as Bian Rui entered the space, the bandit who was stepping on Bian Rui's waist came. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but suddenly he found that Bian Rui was missing, so he immediately started to flip through it. After searching all the area, he did not find Bian Rui.

"Hi, boss, that Chinese is gone!"

"Look for it, if you ask a manager, there must be a secret passage here..."

Next was the sound of being beaten in the sutra. Bian Rui could not hear it at all. Even if he heard it, he would not come out. Why should Bian Rui, who was not close to him, put himself in danger?

After asking for a long time, there was no result, but Bian Rui did not find it. These people had to recommend another Chinese. I have to say that there are too many Chinese people in New Zealand. The one who catches an Asian face is the Chinese.
Chapter completed!