Marvel World Mixed Life

"Boss!"

Little Lucas is impatient, what does the boss want to do?

Is the dog anxious to jump over the wall and want to get a vote? !

You can't even hold a gun!

It's over, it's over, it's over!

The head must have been smashed!

Damn Tony Stark!

"Boss, you are a Chinese! Hardworking and simple Chinese! Not those gangsters! You will be killed if you go for a robbery! I want to sue Tony Stark!" Little Lucas was incoherent in despair!

Li Mo was a little strange, what happened to his employees today? The head was knocked out by yourself? No matter, just tap first and then talk!

With a bang, little Lucas squatted down holding his head.

"What are you crazy about! Who said I'm going to rob? Will I do that kind of unskilled work! Besides, why are you suing Tony Stark? That's my potential big client!"

Although his head was still hurting, and Li Mo's saliva was almost sprayed on his face, little Lucas was still very happy, "It's not a robbery! But what are you looking for, boss? Do you want to buy a guy for self-defense? Or go to the gun shop Now, you can get a formal gun license!"

Li Mo has a headache, why is it so difficult to communicate! "A black market arms dealer must only sell arms? I want to ask him if he can get special alloy steel!"

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Can I do handicrafts? Hurry up and get in touch! It's really long-winded!"

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Turk Barrett is a great arms dealer!

Of course, this is an imagination that only exists in his mind!

He's just a low-level gun dealer.

As far as the arms trade is concerned, it can be roughly divided into four levels.

The first level is the arms trade at the national level. Of course, this is needless to say.

The second level is the international arms dealers and some arms companies, such as Stark and Osborne Group, all have their own research and development capabilities.

The third level is some intercontinental arms international businessmen. They have a wide network of contacts and contacts. They can obtain products from the country and some arms companies, as well as downstream networks all over the country.

The fourth level is the lowest level dealers, both legal and illegal, earning meager profits.

As for Turk Barrett, his life was quite miserable. He often couldn't get good products, so he had to get some inferior imitations from some black workshops. He also has no fixed customer base, only some desperate people will get goods from him for cheap.

Of course, the direct consequence was that there were frequent accidents of stuck guns and misfires, and his reputation became more and more bad, gradually forming a vicious circle.

And it's even worse because he's on the front line, well-informed. So people are often caught looking for news. Cops will beat him, gangsters will beat him, outlaws who failed to rob and kill because of a faulty gun want his life...

He is often on the run, making business more and more difficult!

Some time ago, a Russian was looking for him everywhere because of a gun problem. He really hid for a while, and he didn't come out until the Russian was killed by the Irish gang two days ago.

One of Barrett's little cousins, little Lucas who refused the darkness and turned to the light suddenly called him in the afternoon, saying that his boss wanted to talk to him about a business deal!

He was a little strange. As far as he knew, the Chinese boss of Little Lucas was just an ordinary businessman. What kind of business could he have? But it's good to have a look, he won't make trouble with the dollar!

He looked at the time and waited for the sky to darken before wandering to Li Mo's small shop.

ok! He's black, an underground black-market arms dealer, so there's nothing wrong with his tendency to operate in the dark.

Li Mo looked at the tall and thin black man in front of him, wearing a black leather jacket and a brown top hat, he should have been quite handsome. But the ok on the nose and the bruises on the corners of the eyebrows seriously damaged the image.

Li Mo couldn't help bursting out laughing, he couldn't help it!

When watching the American drama Daredevil in his previous life, Turk Barrett was one of the few supporting roles that left an impression on him. This guy is often beaten by Daredevil, and every time Matt Murdoch wants to find out information, he will find this hapless guy.

The repeated beatings made this guy a conditioned reflex, and he jumped out of the window to escape as soon as he saw Daredevil.

What's more interesting is that this guy swears and sold the problematic gun to the killer. Let the killer find the pistol jam after a series of brilliant maneuvers! I don't know if I should say a sentence of mmp or not, and it has the demeanor of the thief Mike in the crazy stone...

In Barrett's imagination, these good Chinese people should look in awe when they meet someone like him who walks in the dark, but why did this guy actually smile? !

He actually dared to laugh, is I so funny? !

Barrett became furious and yelled, "What's up?! Are you fucking laughing at me?!"

"NO, NO, NO... It's just nice to see you, Be cool, man!" Li Mo shook his head, shook hands, punched his fists, slapped his chest, and fluently made a series of greetings from black people...

Barrett was a little dazed, and habitually echoed Li Mo's actions. This guy must be mentally ill!

Little Lucas on the side covered his forehead with some headaches...

Barrett came back to his senses and pushed Li Mo away, "Hey, listen, buddy! I don't know what you're doing! But if you dare to play me..."

However, Li Mo directly interrupted Barrett's words, rubbing his fingers, "Big deal!... Big deal over $100,000!"

Ga... Barrett choked, and then showed an excited expression, "100,000 dollars? Boss Li, you made the right decision! Barrett will not let you down! I can get what you want Any guy! Hear my name, ba... le... te!"

"No, I don't need ammunition!"

Barrett wanted to continue selling, but Li Mo's words woke him up like a pot of cold water.

"You're still kidding me!" Barrett felt as if he wanted to take out his dick.

"I need a lot of special alloy steel, can you get it?" Li Mo was a little helpless, if it wasn't because he had no way out, he wouldn't have found this unreliable guy.

When I was doing experiments at home last night, I found that after the blood-sucking vine devoured ordinary steel, it would only have the hardness of ordinary iron.

What can this TM do? It is enough to deal with the punks, but he has not forgotten the performance of the pros and cons in the movie playing with iron like mud...

If you can, you have to do it in one step!

What kind of game to develop and upgrade?

Is this interesting? Can you make it?

I don’t know if there is an Edman alloy in this universe. Zhenjin don’t think about it for the time being, he has no way to use the aviation alloy used by Iron Man!

Where else can you find awesome metals? Li Mo regretted that he didn't study the plot carefully, and only cared about the special effects of fighting and beauties...

Barrett pondered, no matter how miserable he is, he still has some connections, it's just that no one wanted these things before! Well, Laurent seems to be working at Hammer Industries' scrap warehouse...

As for not being in the arms business, ok! As long as there is money to be made, I, Barrett, can be a black market materials dealer or a black market intelligence dealer.

Obviously, the ideal of a great black market arms dealer has long been left behind by him...

Thinking of this, Barrett immediately used his unique negotiating skills, and said with a hint of mystery and reserve: "Barrett can get anything! Just you need to know..."

"The market price goes up by 10%! If I don't want to do it, I can find someone else, but it must be quick!" Li Mo interrupted Barrett directly.

"Three days! No...give me two days!" Barrett hurried out.

Seeing Barrett leaving in a hurry, Li Mo was in a very happy mood, and another matter was successfully settled!

In addition, in the afternoon, he contacted a small decoration company by looking through the yellow pages. For $50,000, the other party promised to renovate the studio and warehouse, lay sound insulation materials, and install diesel generator sets...

Li Mo couldn't help but praise his efficiency, but the money was spent a little fast, and 150,000 US dollars went out in the blink of an eye!

Rubbing his chin, he made a mistake in his estimate, and the $300,000 compensation won't last long. It seems that some plans need to be advanced!

Li Mo looked at the young employees who were about to go home...

"Little Lucas!"

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Do you know any black market drug dealers?"

"You...you...want...to...what...what?!"

Little Lucas was really desperate. He felt that a peaceful life was getting farther and farther away from him. An unreliable driver was driving himself in a dilapidated car...

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By the Hudson River.

On a dilapidated small pier.

The cold wind of the night, carrying the moisture on the river, swayed a loose and hanging street lamp, and the constantly moving light made the place look a little strange.

A minivan was parked by the river, and Fat Willie, sitting in the driver's seat, was munching on a hot dog.

Barrett stepped on a broken pier and was on the phone: "Good job! Laurent man! You'll have money to pay for your wife's medical bills soon! We'll be there at two o'clock in the morning! "

Barrett hung up the phone and stepped into the driver's seat of the pickup truck, "Don't eat it! You fat pig! Let's go!"

Fat Weili hurriedly put down the hot dog and started the car. The pickup truck fades into the darkness...

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New Jersey, Hammer Industries Warehouse.

Laurent put down the phone in his hand, feeling a burst of fire in his heart. His wife's expensive medical expenses had weighed him down so much that he was almost out of breath.

He's just a black man!

He's just a junk warehouse keeper!

But he loves his wife!

He wants to protect his family!

He has sold his house and racked up massive credit card debt for a disease that could destroy an ordinary family!

However, another $10,000 is needed to hire the best neurosurgeon! Thinking of the haughty and mean face of that doctor named Stephen Strange, his teeth itch with hatred!

Special alloy steel? This thing is not a problem at all! Especially after the appearance of Iron Man, all kinds of scrapped machine armors are often sent here.

Everyone knows that executive chairman Justin Hammer has mixed feelings of admiration and jealousy towards Tony Stark!

Confidential? That's all he thinks he is right!

Everyone has their own way of life, just like the Billy Russell who led the team away just now, if there is no relationship with the National Security Agency, how can the easy and profitable job of escorting scrap armor back from Afghanistan be possible? Get them Anvil Corporation!

He has a chance, why not make some money? !

No right or wrong, no morality.

Just for survival!