Gao Yang wanted to go with him to find the cripple Azaro, but Shawa certainly would not refuse such a request.

If it wasn't for special needs, Gao Yang usually wouldn't drink, but he really needed a drink to calm himself down. After he plunged into Tan Shenshui, his psychology was severely impacted.

After adapting to the mercenary who simply relied on violence to solve all problems, and finally officially tested the identity of an arms dealer, Gao Yang had to remind himself again and again that the identity of an arms dealer was only temporary. He had enough face in Da Ivan to get a fuck and leave. He had to understand this.

It's so easy to make money, it's like losing money from the sky. This is the environment in which the arms dealer was in good times. The money came too simple. Gao Yang was afraid that he would not be able to give up the super profitable part-time job of the arms dealer.

A battle is tens of millions of dollars, which is the highest income level in the mercenary circle. It is incredibly high for a super-small mercenary group to reach this level of income level. However, compared with the arms transaction, the income is so low that it is outrageous. A dozen people fight through life and death, which is not as much as the arms dealer earns more than a few short words.

Of course, arms dealers also have to look at the times. If you catch a good opportunity, you can make a few bucks. If you can't catch a good time, you can only slowly. For example, Uri Yangke didn't catch a good time and kept selling some small pieces in Africa to make a living.

However, there is no doubt that the golden age of arms dealers is coming again.

The years when the Soviet Union collapsed were the golden age of arms dealers' collective carnival, and the chaos now has reached the golden age of arms dealers. Ukraine has a large amount of arms that can be bought at super low prices, and best of all, there are enough battlefields to sell these things.

There is a buying and selling method, and the current situation is that there are places to buy and some places to sell. There is no doubt that this is the golden age, of course. This golden age that caused arms dealers to have a carnival is naturally the dark age for ordinary people in those war-torn areas.

First, I went to Shawa's nightclub. When I arrived at the second floor, I hurriedly sat on the sofa. Shawa asked someone to take out his good wine, poured it on himself and Gao Yang, and the two of them drank it all in one go.

Drinking the super expensive whiskey given by Gao Yang, Shawa yelled to his younger brothers with great pride: "Call people! Let's go find the cripple Azaro!"

Shawa was obviously excited. After shouting, he shouted to Gao Yang, "Do you want another drink? It's time for us to set off. If you still want to drink, we can come back and continue after we come back."

Gao Yang smiled and said, "No, let's go."

Standing up from the sofa, Gao Yang smiled at Erin and said, "Now, you are the boss."

Gao Yang stepped forward and took the briefcase from Erin's hand. After Erin moved her shoulders, she said excitedly: "Let's go."

Erin walked in front with great confidence, Gao Yang and Shawa followed her. When they arrived at the back door of the nightclub, there were about a hundred people gathered there. Most of them were holding a k74 in their hands. After Shawa came out, several people walked to him and shouted: "Boss, you are all ready."

Shawa waved his hand and said loudly: "Go away."

After shouting, a hundred people dispersed and got into more than a dozen cars. At this time, Shawa turned around and said to Gao Yang, "Brother, just drive behind me."

Shawa got into his car happily. When the people waiting for Shawa were basically getting into the car, Erin looked at Gao Yang helplessly, and then said bitterly: "Boss, we are still too few people, only the three of us are not imposing."

Gao Yang smiled and said, "Next time, next time, next time, we will bring you more people out for you during negotiations, and we will just give it a moment this time."

Erin curled her lips and said, "But I really wanted to be the boss once. I was so excited that I went to negotiate with another gangster boss with murderous intent, just like the one I played in the movie. Oh, it's boring to have fewer people and no momentum."

Li Jinfang glared at him and said, "No momentum? Who said that if there are fewer people, there will be no momentum? That's because you don't have enough aura. Let's wait and see. Although only the three of us can make you have momentum, the premise is that you must have aura."

Erin thrust her chest and said viciously: "Let's go, let's teach the cripple Azaro a lesson!"

There were more than 100 people, and more than 30 cars drove onto the street in a vast and powerful manner.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the situation was already chaotic, so no one pedestrian could see the street. The convoy drove very fast, and soon the convoy began to stop one after another in front of a residential building facing the street.

The doorway was left for Shawa's car, of course, the car Gao Yang and the other two were also at the doorway when they stopped.

Shawa got out of the car and stood directly in front of the iron gate. Then he stretched out his hand. After the little brother next to him tactfully handed over a rifle, Shawa picked up the rifle and opened fire at the iron gate.

After firing a shuttle, Shawa raised his gun and then shouted: "Crooked Azaro! I know you are inside. Now open the door immediately and invite me in, or I will go in by myself, you can choose!"

No one spoke in the door. Shawa dragged the gun with one hand and stretched out his left hand. A little brother next to him sent a cigarette, waiting for Shawa to hold it in his mouth before lit it for Shawa to light it.

Sniffing a cigarette, Shawa yelled, "Crip Azaro! You are planning to turn me out, right?"

At this moment, a fire suddenly flashed in a window on the second floor, followed by a gunshot, and then a bullet hit Shawa's feet and a string of Mars emerged.

Subconsciously, everyone bent down, including Shawar, who was just now in a crazy and cool style. At this moment, Gao Yang reached out to draw his gun and fired a shot.

Just as Shawa and the others subconsciously shrank their heads and then bent down to fight back or find cover, Gao Yang had already withdrawn his gun, and someone was screaming loudly in the window that had just been shooting.

Li Jinfang whispered in Erin's ear: "Seeing it or not, having few people does not mean being imposing. If you want to be the boss, you have to learn how to deal with it."

He lifted up his suit and Gao Yang slowly inserted the gun back into the holster.

He stood up embarrassedly, Shawa threw the cigarette on the ground angrily, and after stomping on it, he held up the rifle with both hands and shouted: "Crip Azaro, this is what you asked for!"

Just then, a hoarse voice shouted: "Who are you!"

Shawa said fiercely: "White Shark Gang! Shawa!"

"Damn, I thought you were from Need Carlo, Shava! We haven't had a festival, why did you come to my house?"

Shawa said angrily: "Either I rush in and tell you why, or you should come out and open the door for me immediately, I have to tell you that I am impatient!"

After a brief silence, the hoarse voice said, "I'll open the door for you."

Shawa lowered his gun and said indignantly at the people around him: "This damn old guy."

After saying that, Shawa turned around and twisted his neck unnaturally at Gao Yang, and said a little embarrassedly: "Your marksmanship is really good."

Gao Yang shrugged, pointed to Erin next to him, and whispered: "She is the boss, I am the bodyguard."

Shawa nodded to Erin with a smile, then turned around and shouted at the door: "Hurry up!"

The lights in the living room were first on, and then the lights on the porch outside the house. Then the door opened. A short and fat old man with a little gray hair and a big belly, wearing pajamas and leaning towards the door with a crutch.

When I walked to the door, I was not afraid, but looked at Shawa with a little surprise and anger. After the old man reached out and pressed the door a few times, the iron gate slowly opened to both sides.

Shawa handed the gun to the side, then said to the old man with a vicious look on his face: "Azaro, your man shot me just now."

Azaro pouted, looked at Shava's eyes and suddenly said, "You should report the record earlier. My bodyguard thought you were Nied Carlo's people. Anyway, you are fine, and my bodyguard is the one who was shot. If you want to tell me anything, please come in."

The cripple Azaro looked more aura than Shawa, but Shawa sneered twice, then made a gesture of invitation to Irene and said loudly: "I'm sorry for letting you wait for a long time, let's go in and say."

After Shawa, who was the leader of the guest, walked in front and entered the living room with great strides. Airene and Gao Yang followed closely behind Shawa. In addition to the two bodyguards, Shawa stayed outside with a fierce look, carrying guns one by one, and stayed on the road like a ferocious spirit.

Azaro followed behind and limped into the living room.

There were two gunmen in casual clothes in the living room, looking at Shawa and the others nervously, but Shawa ignored Azaro's bodyguard. After sitting on the sofa, Dazhan also made a seating position for Erin, he shouted to Azaro who had just entered the door: "Azaro, do you know who I am, right?"

Azaro nodded and said in a deep voice: "White Shark Gang, of course I know, I have heard of your name too."

Shawa nodded, pointed to the sofa opposite him, and said arrogantly: "I'll tell you two things. First, the east bank of Kiev will be my territory in the future. I am not interested in the thieves under your command, nor are you interested in your financial path. You can continue to maintain your financial path, but if you plan to steal things from my territory in the future, you will get a share of my points."

Azaro sighed, then pointed his head at Shawa and said loudly, "What about the second thing?"
Chapter completed!