Gobl called and asked, and then said to him: "My guy now has only two types of black goods, the standard AR and the second-hand AK-47. Which one do you want?"

Chen Song asked, "Is there anyone there? Dadadadadadadadada, who is the blue fire?"

He gestured while talking.

Gobl asked blankly, "What?"

"Gatling!" Chen Song winked at him, "We are all experts, so we have to say our names?"

Gobl was stunned: "My brother is amazing, do you buy Gatlin? Why do you buy it? Shoot the US military base? Or tease me?"

Chen Song said: "I'm serious!"

He wanted to buy a Gatlin and install it on the mountain road. It was really a shot that could not be used.

Gobl shook his head decisively: "You're playing too wild, no, just AR and AK. AR can be equipped with silencers, AK can be used, but it's more expensive because the PBS silencers it uses can only be made by hand."

Chen Song asked: "Can muffler be equipped?"

According to his understanding, many countries allow citizens to hold guns, but do not allow them to have mufflers. Firearms and mufflers are really killing people.

Gobl said for granted: "Of course you need a silencer, otherwise how do you play in the yard? You can hear it in the whole town when you shoot. Isn't that disturbing the people?"

Chen Song scratched his head, what kind of brain circuit does he have? How dangerous is it to play with a gun in the yard? The neighbors may be scared to be constipated when they find out, but the Icelanders are considering whether they will disturb the people?

He said, "Then choose AK."

AK-47, the king of rifles, has an ordinary performance among the gun race today, but it is strong and durable, and is more suitable for the extreme environment of Jiuzhou.

The price is based on the internal price. A box of bullets with a gun is 50,000 kroner in total, of which the gun itself is 30,000 kroner, and a box of 7.62 caliber rifle bullets are 20,000 kroner, totaling 640 rounds, copper-plated steel coated, large low-carbon steel core, and lead-containing.

Chen Song gave the money to Gobul, and he gave 55,000 kroner, of which 5,000 were the benefits to Gobul.

Gobl refused solemnly: "Chan, don't treat me like this."

"I can't let you help for nothing."

"Then treat me to supper."

When Chen Song heard this, he knew that he had to pay more than 5,000 kroners.

Gobl drove to his buddy to get the goods after getting the money. He put Chen Song in the Sunset Sea Bar.

This time without Bruce taking him, the bartender was not so enthusiastic about him. Only the bartender Pitsonson gave him a glass of whole wheat beer and no one paid attention to him again.

Chen Song was not embarrassed, so he sat cross-legged on the chair, closed his eyes - facing the sky, and began to practice Taoism.

When he opened his eyes and was startled, a circle of people sat around the small round table staring at him.

"What are you doing?" Chen Song asked.

A young man asked with interest: "Man, what are you doing? Is this Chinese Kung Fu?"

Peterson reminded the man: "You speak English, this guy doesn't understand Icelandic."

Chen Song said lightly: "I understand."

"Didn't you understand when you came to the bar last time?" Peterson asked in surprise.

Chen Song said: "Yes, I have learned it these days."

Listening to his skillful Icelandic language, the people who had greeted him before were stunned.

Peterson asked, "What's your head? How many days have you learned Icelandic? Still speaking so well?"

"The Chinese people are really good at brains." Another young man said admiringly, "When I was in Reykjavik, all the scholarships of the college were controlled by several Chinese students."

"Listen, don't talk nonsense. I'm going out to buy a pack of cigarettes now. When I come back, you must know what kind of Chinese Kung Fu this guy is practicing, otherwise I'll hit your eggs." A big man pointed at him and walked out the door.

A strong middle-aged man stood outside the crowd. He held his shirt and squeezed his chest muscles out of a groove, and said with a lip: "Where is Chinese Kung Fu? That's all Jackie-Chan acted in movies."

Chen Song glanced at him and waved, "Others get out of here, I'll show it, come and give me a punch."

The group of people immediately dragged their chairs away excitedly, leaving a large space.

The big-breasted man snorted and said, "Are you sure? Are you just sitting in a chair?"

"bring it on!"

The wind and clouds shown by Chen Song made the strong man with big breasts feel insulted. He clenched his fists and walked up to stance, then punched him.

The strong man's punching was not fast, and it was even slower in Chen Song's eyes. As his fist hit him in the chest, he easily bent down and avoided it, waved his hand and pushed the big man away: "Don't do this, man, take some strength!"

The onlookers whistled: "Keynes, have you been fucked too much recently and your legs are weak?"

The strong man glared at Chen Song, he took a deep breath and set off his posture, and punched Chen Song in his chest.

After the test just now, Chen Song had already understood the strength and speed of the strong man's fist. His fist roared. His hands were like a poisonous snake spitting out their letters. One hand just grabbed the strong man's fist, and the other hand pinched his wrist. Then he swung his arms out, and the strong man was thrown directly away!

Just be quick and easy!

A group of people shouted in English: "Monkey Thunderbolt!"

Chen Song said calmly: "This is Chinese Kung Fu."

"Wairigood." Several people sat next to him at the first time, and someone shouted to Petersonsen, "Give this Chinese guy a beer and keep it in my account."

"Prepare another cup for him and put the second cup into my account."

Chen Song quickly became the center of the topic, and a blond girl with white hair secretly sent him a secret message. Among them, one of them was very tall and sat directly beside him and smiled ambiguously: "Your kung fu is very good?"

Chen Song looked at the two breasts in front of him, which were about the same size as his head, and said fuckingly: "It's okay, hey, beauty, you are so tall."

The girl shrugged and smiled while slamming the ball, "The main thing is that her legs are long, oh, how tall are you?"

Chen Song said: "One meter eight."

The girl smiled and said, "Then we are only two centimeters away."

Chen Song exclaimed: "You are 1.78 meters tall? I bet your parents must be very tall."

"No, it's 1.82 meters. They are not too tall, my dad is only 1.85 meters."

Chen Song didn't know what to say, so he could only drink beer silently. The girl was enthusiastic and took his glass without any hesitation and left a lipstick mark on it.

If he continues, he might have a charming night, but unfortunately his cell phone rang halfway through, and Bruce called:

"Mr. Chen, where are you? Are you doing something?"

Chen Song said: "No, I'm in the sunset sea."

"Then you'd better come back. The staff from the Ministry of Environment and the Nature Conservation Bureau came to the manor and check the land use qualification certificate for the greenhouse."

Chen Song had no choice but to leave the smile on his face, and the girl in a half-dressed clothes ran back to the manor by himself.

He really ran back. There was no taxi in the town, and he couldn't take it. Icelandic taxis were extremely expensive and they had to be thrown out at four or five thousand kroners at every turn.

Iceland attaches great importance to environmental protection. Since 1989, it has jointly issued the world's strictest environmental protection standards with other Nordic countries. Environmentally friendly products including residential properties must pass special certification, and the use of each piece of land also has strict standard requirements and legal constraints.

After he returned to the manor, Brother Dao quickly swung his four short legs to greet him, and then ran in front to lead the way to find two inspection team members.

A bald man shook hands with him and said, "Hello, Mr. Cen, I am McClin Hilssson from the Rural Land Use Inspection Team of the Nature Conservancy Bureau. This is my document. We received a call together and someone reported that you had violated the Organic Agriculture Law, the Rural Afforestation Law, the Rational Use of Land Resources Law and the Public Health and Pollution Control Law, and built illegal buildings in the green space. I hope you can cooperate with our inspection."

Chen Song is not afraid of people's inspections. Green Nordic is also a top-ranked powerful enterprise in Iceland. They helped him apply for a greenhouse land use certificate.

He took out the certificate and took two inspection teams to check the greenhouse construction site. After understanding the situation, the two parties apologized to him and drove away.

Bruce hesitated: "The inspection team will not come to the door for no reason. Will it be Skylinson who is looking for someone to disgust you again?"

Chen Song sneered: "It must be."

No matter if he is not, just put Skylin on the head of the shit basin first, and turn around and settle it together.

He could not retaliate today, one was because there was no good way, and the other was that Goblin drove back in the evening and sent the bullets over, so he had to treat him to dinner.

The two went to the hot dog sausage restaurant as usual. The boss took two bottles of yogurt in advance and put them in front of them: "I'll give it to you, don't bargain with me when you check out later."

Gobl smiled and said, "No problem with Old Sura."

He ordered a bunch of mutton sausages, and this time he ordered a barley risotto and a grilled rib.

Chen Song wanted to eat lighter, so he ordered a salad. The boss introduced him: "Hey, young man, we have a single-sliced ​​sandwich made of deep-sea prawns today. It is very good with fish and chips. Lao Bu likes it very much. Do you want to try it?"

"Let's talk about it later." Goble made his decision.

The food was delivered quickly. Chen Song was eating salad when Gobl suddenly turned his head and said to the boss: "Old Sula, come and see, I'm rich, haha!"

The boss asked puzzledly, "What are you looking at?"

Goblin pulled the risotto and exposed a small stone inside: "Look, a meteorite! What is the price of a gram of meteorite now? It's tens of thousands of dollars, right?"

The boss understood what he meant, rolled his eyes and said, "You shit bastard, okay, my mistake, I'll give you a free risotto, I'll let the kitchen change you."

Gobl shook his head and said, "Don't change the risotto, change it to a single sandwich with fish and chips for my guy."

After saying that, he grinned at Chen Song again: "I'll treat you."

Chen Song extended his thumb admiringly: "Be particular."
Chapter completed!