Chapter 9: Asking for a gun

  Chapter 9: Asking for a gun

  Red-haired Shanks ...

  One of the four emperors who ruled the new world like an emperor.

  Let Maude think through his head, but also can not think of such a big man will come to this kind of broken store reason.

  So much so that he did not have a time to return Shanks words.

  Shanks has gotten used to reactions like Maude's and didn't care, turning to look at Sunny inside the counter and raising her hand in greeting.

  "Yo, little Nini, long time no see."

  "Good, long time no see."

  "Why did you get your hair cut?"

  "That's, um, Saul said my hair was too long and it drew water when I washed it, so he let me cut it."

  Sunny's eyes sagged, his heart beat slightly faster, and he casually found an excuse to put it off.

  The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

  Inside the store, Shanks smiled helplessly and said, "Saul is still really ... thrifty as always."

  "Uh, you came this time is ...?"

  Sunny duly digressed and asked Shanks the reason for his visit.

  "Same as always, came over to buy some hometown wine."

  Shanks laughed, crossed over Maude and came to the counter.

  Only then did Maude look at Shanks' back as an afterthought.

  Carelessly neglected ah.

  Fortunately, Shanks' personality is different from the other four emperors ...

  The curly-haired man, Yassop, gave Maude a subtle glance, and then with the chicken leg of lucky Roux together follow Shanks.

  Moderate silent look at their backs, collect mood, smooth the store door false cover, and then back to the side, watching the chatting Shanks and Sunny.

  From the content of the conversation, Shanks seems to be a regular customer of the store.

  The most let Maude powerless to spit is, Shanks came to the store to buy wine, not weapons.

  That said, the store has wine for sale?

  Maude suddenly thought of the basement entrance under the building.

  That would not be a wine cellar inside ...

  Behind the counter, Sunny seems to have some stage fright.

  However, a chat to Shanks to come for the sake of wine, she remembered Saul's previous categorical and painful command, and suddenly firmly as a member of Sol's weapons store position.

  She tilted her head to look squarely at Shanks and said: "After you emptied the wine last time, Saul has instructed, sell whoever, but not you."

  "What?"

  Shanks was shocked, inclined his head to look at Lucky. Roux, puzzled asked: "We did not pay the last time we came?"

  "There is payment, is ... moving goods when the boss took away two barrels of wine left behind on purpose."

  "..."

  Shanks was silent for half a second and sighed, "So this has happened."

  After sighing, he moved over toward Sunny, changed his focus, lowered his voice and asked, "Is Saul home?"

  Sunny said straightforwardly, "No."

  "That's good."

  Shanks had a serious look on his face.

  "You ...!"

  Sunny's eyes widened.

  Not waiting for Sunny's next wording, luckywho understood Shanks' meaning. The first step will be to put the money on the counter, and after that drive to the stairs with ease.

  Watching Lucky. The first thing you need to do is to get out of the counter and go to the cellar.

  Knock...

  At that moment, the counter came a light sound.

  Sanny looked at the sound, but it was the sound made by Yassop in between the conversation to the shelf to get a smooth-bore flintlock rifle and a short-handled flintlock rifle, and then lightly placed on the counter.

  "Little Nini, how do you sell these two guns?"

  Yassop body leaned forward, hands coiled on the counter.

  The timing was so good that it was hard to tell, but the look was not like he was joking and was really planning to buy the guns.

  Sunny looked at Lucky.The two guns on the counter, the two guns on the counter, in the heart of gritted teeth sigh, heart like death to quote the price: "1.2 million Bailey smooth-bore, short-handle 3.8 million Bailey."

  At this time, Lucky. The two guns have already disappeared from the visible range, and I think they have already gone down to the wine cellar.

  "Phew..."

  Hearing the price quoted by Sunny, Yassop whistled and did not object to the seemingly unreasonable price, and straightforwardly paid out the money.

  Shanks looked at the smooth-bore flintlock rifle Yassop was carrying behind him and asked, "So that's the decision? Maybe Saul can fix it."

  Yassop bristled, "Boss, you want to wait for Mr. Saul to come back in the store?"

  "Haha."

  Shanks laughed indifferently: "And it's okay, we can move the wine before we make a trip back."

  "..."

  Yassop speechless half a sound, shook his head: "Forget it, let it end here, as an old buddy, it has done its best."

  Saying that, he unlocked the smooth-bore flintlock gun behind him and put it on the counter.

  This gun was the original old buddy he brought out from the village, and all the way through, it could not resist the wear and tear of the years after all.

  Even if there is a conscious effort to brew it with [armed color hegemony], but in the end, it is only a dead sheep mending.

  After all, he is a sniper, specializing in [Seeing color hegemony] rather than [armed color hegemony].

  In addition, the acquisition of [armed color hegemony] is also a few years after the sea, by then then realize that to brew love gun with hegemony is too late.

  Over time, the initial old buddy can only be reduced to a backup gun.

  Until now, the degree of aging more and more serious it, even become a backup gun are some strain.

  This point, Yassop in the usual overhaul is already deeply experienced.

  Under the helplessness, it can only step towards the last choice - change the gun.

  Sunny looked at the old smooth-bore gun that Yassop put on the counter and calmly said, "Sorry, this store does not accept second hand guns, especially bad guns!"

  She bit off a heavy tone when she finally said the word bad gun.

  "It's not broken, it's just aged."

  Noticing Sunny's target, Yassop was quite helpless.

  "Aging also does not accept!"

  "..."

  "Haha."

  It was a pleasant laugh from Shanks.

  Yassop shook his head and said, "No money for sale, just tell Mr. Saul that I left it behind."

  "Can't you just throw it away? It's no good anyway."

  "That won't work!"

  Yassop, with a serious face, said, "Let Mr. Saul keep it, maybe one day he'll get a hankering to trade in his old buddy's 'machine heart' for another gun, and at that point, well, at least it'll go on in another way."

  "Actually, you have another option."

  The person who spoke was Maude, who had been watching from the side.

  Hearing Maude's words, several people present could not help but look at him.

  Meeting the gaze of several people, Maude, who had already calmed down, was not the least bit timid and spoke in a solemn and serious tone.