MTL - America’s Treasure King-Chapter 74 Northeast China Sea

The next day, I slept a lot, and after lunch, the convoy continued on its way.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Xiaoshuai and the others arrived at their destination today, Charleston, Rhode Island. It's a small city with a small population.

The motel where I stayed was on the east side of the city, and there was a great looking hotel opposite. Li Xiaoshuai told the two partners that they both went to the hotel to wash up, and then we went to the big hotel opposite to have a good meal.

In a small city, the next day's warehouse auction was nothing good. Li Xiaoshuai and the others only earned more than 3,000 US dollars.

At the door of the store selling second-hand goods, Li Xiaoshuai also met a small advertisement, saying that tomorrow is the weekend, there will be a small auction in the afternoon, and the advertisement invited Li Xiaoshuai to be sure to check it out.

Li Xiaoshuai has seen many auctions on TV, but he has never been to the scene.

He thought about it, wake up early in the morning, go to the local flea market first, and then go to the auction in the afternoon. It's like adjusting the body and taking a day off.

In the evening, Li Xiaoshuai and his girlfriend chatted on the phone very late. He slept soundly at night, and was woken up by the sound of a siren. He put the quilt over his head and wanted to continue to sleep. There was a quick knock on the door.

Outside Bo Yang was still shouting, "Li, there's a fire, get up."

Fire? Li Xiaoshuai jumped up from the bed and looked around and saw that there was no flame. When I got dressed and opened the door, there was really a strong scorch.

"Is there a fire there?"

Bo Yang said that it is the big hotel opposite where we ate.

"Cut, scare me." Now that everyone got up, Li Xiaoshuai also wanted to see how the fire was going.

Walking to the parking lot outside the hotel, Li Xiaoshuai saw that the hotel on the opposite side, which was originally a three-story hotel, was completely surrounded by fire, and the fire was bright everywhere.

The rising hot air also formed small tornadoes one by one, bringing the Martian seeds to high altitudes.

Look again, the fire truck hasn't come yet, there are only two police cars pulling the line of defense at the scene, and the walkie-talkie in his hand is still talking about something.

When Li Xiaoshuai saw such a big fire, it had become a prairie prairie. He couldn't put it out with a fire extinguisher. He thought to himself, I don't need to be a hero anymore.

After a while, the parking lot was crowded with people watching the building burn.

Some people are still scolding, the house is about to burn down and the fire department has not come, is it worthy of the taxpayer's money?

Also, what are you worried about, it's not that your house is on fire. All big hotels have property insurance. As long as no one is killed, the basic problem is not big.

After a while, several fire trucks came to the scene. More than a dozen uniformed firefighters got out of the cars and were busy setting up water cannons to put out the fire.

Several faucets were pumping vigorously, and the fire still burned down half of the restaurant. With the help of the street lights, Li Xiaoshuai saw that the collapsed place was a piece of rubble, and nothing was left.

After a while, someone rushed over crying and shouting. The forbidden policeman was just about to stop him. This person said that he was the owner of the store and came to check the situation.

Li Xiaoshuai also leaned over to listen, just when he heard the police say that two people were killed, he passed out when he saw the boss's "Ow" sound.

He couldn't sleep either. After Li Xiaoshuai returned to the motel, he continued talking on the phone with Elaine, and told his girlfriend about the fire just now.

In order to show his merit, this guy also held high the chastity arch, and expressed his pure spirit that he refused to be corroded and never touched, and that he was not thrown into the water by the local errant women.

Li Xiaoshuai is so authentic, so naturally Elaine likes him. She also greatly praised Li Xiaoshuai, saying that when he comes back, he will definitely give him a "heavy reward".

Once again dozed off, the sky was bright, and when Li Xiaoshuai was woken up by Bo Yang again, it was almost nine o'clock.

The three found a small coffee officer, and the hot dog coffee dealt with the breakfast indiscriminately, and then asked the cafe owner for the specific location of the flea market. Knowing that the road was not far, the three simply walked over.

But in seven or eight minutes, Li Xiaoshuai saw that the road ahead had been blocked by the iron fence, and knew that the destination was ahead.

The same is true at New York's Hell's Kitchen Market.

Even though Charlestown is a small city in a flea market, there are quite a few stalls in the market. Li Xiaoshuai stood on the iron fence and looked up from a distance, but he couldn't see the end at a glance.

Entering the market, Li Xiaoshuai gave two hundred dollars to each of the two partners, and let them buy at will in the market. If they were lucky enough to buy antiques, he would buy them at the price.

The three separated, Li Xiaoshuai put his hand in the back pocket of his jeans, activated his ability, and walked forward leisurely.

All I saw along the way were ordinary things, and there were so many of them, ranging from piano refrigerators to small needles, clothes and trousers, belts on my waist, hats on my head, and even bicycle parts for sale. .

This is not his dish, Li Xiaoshuai is not even interested in asking.

Suddenly, a message appeared in front of Li Xiaoshuai's eyes, "Rabbit made, the 1966 version of the Black Star pistol." Looking up, the gun was on the booth in front of him.

Pick it up and take a look. The whole body of the gun is black, with a five-pointed star on the handle. It looks quite old. Looking back, the gun still has the words 1966 engraved on it. My heart says it's almost 50 years, so it should be a little old-fashioned.

This gun is called Type 54 in Rabbit country, 7.62 caliber, and it is made by imitating the Soviet 1933 pistol. The pistol is characterized by a very strong penetration.

There was a legend in the rivers and lakes that there were several people who wanted to kill someone and shot indoors. The power was so powerful that the pistol bullet penetrated a person~www.novelbuddy.com~ and the person behind was hit in the opposite direction. .

And that's not all, the bullet bounced off the wall and ripped off another person's head.

In the early 1990s, this gun was widely used by overseas gangsters because of its cheap price and sufficient quantity.

However, this gun has the year number 1966 engraved on it. Li Xiaoshuai was a little curious and asked the stall owner, where did the gun come from?

"This is the booty my father brought back from the Annan battlefield."

Oh, this makes sense. It is estimated that the Rabbit Country supported the past at that time.

Li Xiaoshuai tried the gun and everything was good, so he asked, "How do you sell it?"

He bought this gun and didn't plan to shoot it, but wanted to keep it as a souvenir. There are not many in such an early age.

The stall owner said 5,000 yuan.

"You have no integrity." This is a lion who wants to kill someone, and Li Xiaoshuai puts down his gun and is about to leave.

It was easy to get an inquiry, and he was a native of the Rabbit country, so the stall owner was willing to let it go. "Don't go, don't go, if you have something to say, what price are you willing to pay?"

"1500."

It happened that Frank also came over. He saw that Li Xiaoshuai was still negotiating the price. He didn't care about the three-seven-two-one.

"Uh" the stall owner was suffocated enough, licking his face and said in a low voice: "I will sell it to you for 2000, and I will send you a few small boxes of bullets."

"Okay, deal!"

When paying, the stall owner saw that Li Xiaoshuai's wallet was full of thick bills, and he blurted out, "When did the Rabbit people become so rich?"

Li Xiaoshuai said with a smile, I am a collector of antiques, do you have any in your family? If you do, you will be rich.

"No." The stall owner's face darkened.