Marvel's Outlaws

Turk Barrett was leaning on a car at this time, looking at the passers-by with nothing to do. Hell's Kitchen is very dangerous at night, but it's not a bad time. After all, everyone needs some nightlife. of.

But the crime has already begun, and Turk Barrett is clearly waiting for business to come to him, as is Hell's Kitchen. Joey recognized him at a glance. Although there was always something wrong with the weapons this guy sold, Joey was the only one with him now, and then walked over directly.

Turk Barrett also noticed Joey, and he was obviously the one who came to him, but from his perspective, he was here for business rather than looking for trouble.

Even in winter, Joey's cover was a little tight. He was obviously the guy with problems, and he was walking directly towards him, probably to buy weapons. Turk Barrett is not afraid of what other people have other ideas, because this is Hell's Kitchen, and the gang rules at night.

"Hey, are you here to buy something?" Turk Barrett spoke as soon as Joey arrived in front of him, looking impatient.

"Yes, buy a few pistols, magazines and a lot of bullets. You'd better have the goods, otherwise don't waste my time." Joey changed his voice. The simplest way is to be low and hoarse. This is Best disguised.

"No problem." Turk Barrett spread his hands.

"However, I heard that the quality of your goods is not very good. Money is not an issue, but I want good goods. You'd better not fool me with defective goods. I'm not a rookie." Joey had to remind the other party, because he The time is limited and he has to return to the nightclub to complete his alibi.

"Are you kidding me? My goods are real good stuff." Turk Barrett looked aggrieved as if he had been wronged. Joey's heart instantly went cold. This guy didn't even think about it and just kept saying what he usually said.

"Okay, I won't buy it. Your attitude shows that you want to fool me, damn guy." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"No, no, no, why is there a problem with my attitude?" Turk Barrett didn't want to lose a customer, and the other party did seem to know a lot, "Okay, I promise it's definitely a good product. Since you understand, then I I can’t fool you, come with me and check it out, I guarantee it’s good stuff and the quantity is definitely enough.”

Joey then stopped and said, "Okay, there is only one chance. If you satisfy me, I will take the future goods with you. I hope you have the ability to make money." Joey needs a stable supplier, Tekeba Leiter is a good choice, this guy can get arms, he is not a simple character.

It's just that he likes to deceive people with defective products, and many people have been tricked by him, but he is still alive, which shows that he has a lot of energy.

"Get in the car" Kurt Barrett turned around and opened the door, then looked around, then got into the driver's seat, and Joey also got into the passenger seat.

The car started and looked towards the port. "Hey, man, good goods are not cheap in whatever quantity you want."

"Stop talking nonsense, and don't try to get any information. Remember your identity. If you are a chatterbox, it would be a miracle that you can survive until now." Joey didn't know much about the gang, but he still understood the general rules. Yes, so when pretending, try to speak as little as possible, and what you say must be harsh, but it cannot be the kind of language that is meant to be cruel.

"You're right." Turk Barrett clicked his lips, and then continued driving. Not long after, they entered the port area.

A van was parked in a darker location. Turk Barrett stepped out of the car and then opened the back door of the van. Joey saw a large number of weapons.

"What type of pistol do you want?" Turk Barrett turned around and asked.

"Klock 9, ten." Joey said concisely.

"No problem." Turk Barrett stepped into the car, and then struggled to pull out a box from inside. After opening it, there were ten Crocker 9s neatly placed inside. "If you want other models, they may not be available." So many, absolutely good guns." Then he took out one and handed it to Joey.

The responsibility of the Macross auxiliary system is to assist the Macross in completing training and tasks. Its main purpose is actually an auxiliary function.

Joey's initial understanding of the system was somewhat wrong. This was all due to reading too many novels. Assisting himself was the main function of the system. However, Joey's biggest problem is that he is not a qualified Super Dimension Ranger. It is a compromise under limited conditions, so the system automatically adjusts. The current stage is to train Joey.

The discovery of this basic ability was due to the issue of purchasing arms. While planning the purchasing process, Joey found that he did not know much about firearms because the time was too short.

Joey couldn't tell the quality of a pistol, and he couldn't shoot it during the purchase process, and the other party had no after-sales service. These pistols were related to Joey's safety.

The only person he could turn to was the system. When Joey looked at the pitiful 53 points of justice and was about to ask for help from the system, the system told him that it was easy and it was one of the system's jobs.

Joey took the pistol and started to disassemble it into parts. However, Joey was not very fast. Although he had practiced at school, he did not do it very often.

However, every time Joey disassembles a part, he carefully observes it to see whether the manufacturing process is delicate, whether it is a rough product, and whether it is a complete product produced in the same place.

Whether the edges and corners of each part are smooth, and whether there is any potential risk of bullet jamming, these pistols are necessary weapons for Joey's replica training, and the so-called replica is a real parallel universe.

Turk Barrett was a little stunned when he saw what Joey did. It was the first time he saw someone inspecting a gun like this. It seemed that this person was indeed very professional.

Joey took apart each gun. There were ten pistols in total. The quality was no different from the guns issued by the police. Joey looked at the Turk Barrett in surprise. Now Joey had reason to doubt that these pistols were the same as those issued by the police. Police guns are from the same source.

"Yes, good stuff, one hundred empty magazines and three thousand rounds of bullets." The number Luo Yu then reported also surprised Turk Barrett.

"So many magazines and bullets"

"Is there a problem"

"You have almost emptied my inventory. How can I sell the other pistols?"

Joey directly took out the money and took out stacks of dollars. Turk Barrett's eyes began to shine. He picked up one of the stacks, put it under his nose and smelled it, "It smells so good. Wait, I'll give it to you right now." You get the goods." He said and entered the truck again.

There are usually no problems with magazines and bullets. After Joey took a rough look and determined that there was no problem, Turk Barrett took out a bag and packed everything. Joey wanted to pick it up, but for the first time, it didn't work. Pick it up.

"Hey man, how do you take it"

"Don't worry, someone will pick me up." Then he picked up the bag with both hands and walked towards the distance step by step.

Turk Barrett shook his head, and then looked at the ten thousand dollars, his mouth burst into tears, "It's so generous, you didn't even bother to bargain."