Chapter 855: Ma Fatty

In the jewelry store, Ma Fatty leaned on the sofa. He had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling, and a landmine covered in mud was placed on the coffee table in front of him.

The fuse of this landmine had been removed. Su Xiao hadn't set up more dangerous trigger-type landmines in the backyard; he only needed vigilance, not to kill enemies with landmines.

Even if the landmine Ma Fatty stepped on exploded, it would at most make a loud noise; the actual lethality would only blow Ma Fatty over.

"I say, you're too fierce. Burying landmines in the backyard. Your former profession wasn't a killer, was it? Why do I feel like you're more like a spy?"

Ma Fatty trembled as he took a puff of his cigarette to calm his shock. He didn't know the actual power of this landmine and only thought this thing would blow him into pieces, just like in the movies.

"BKT-35 alert tension-release landmine. This thing can at most be considered a war toy. Plastic texture, invented by a colleague. The explosion sound is similar to an explosion. You can understand it this way: you just stepped on a firecracker with a 15-second delay. At most, it would blow you into a daze. No need to be so terrified."

Su Xiao carried a black travel bag and walked out of the basement.

"Easy for you to say. I almost peed my pants at the time."

Ma Fatty rolled his eyes.

"However, how many of these did you set up?"

"Dozens."

Su Xiao sat behind the bar and placed the travel bag on the wooden table inside the bar.

"You're awesome."

After Ma Fatty smoked a cigarette, he suddenly laughed.

"Does this count as someone who has stepped on a mine? It's a pity this can't be publicized."

Ma Fatty always kept his mouth shut about Su Xiao's affairs. Su Xiao trusted Ma Fatty quite a bit; after all, Ma Fatty had helped him take refuge several times.

When Su Xiao was taking revenge before, he had been hunted by other killers. After Ma Fatty accidentally learned about this, he gave Su Xiao the key to his old home, meaning for Su Xiao to take refuge in his old home. And after that, Ma Fatty also disappeared for a while.

Su Xiao and Ma Fatty could only be considered ordinary friends at the time. However, the location provided by the other party was remote enough, so he took refuge in the nearby town and set up alert devices in Ma Fatty's old home.

Facts proved that Ma Fatty, who was only an ordinary friend at the time, didn't betray Su Xiao. After that, Su Xiao trusted Ma Fatty much more.

Although Fatty Ma is a "Feng Shui master," he belongs to the type of con artist who still has a conscience, and this guy is very loyal.

Su Xiao sat behind the bar, and a smell somewhat similar to machine oil spread. Ma Fatty twitched his nose and walked up curiously.

"F-f-f-f-uck! Did you change your profession to an arms dealer?!"

It was no wonder Ma Fatty was so surprised. At this time, three firearms and a large pile of firearm parts were placed on the wooden table behind the bar.

Su Xiao basically didn't use guns when he was a killer, but this didn't prevent him from collecting some decent firearms. Often mixing in the black world, he had obtained many various firearms, all for collection.

At this time, there were three guns on the wooden table: a pistol, an automatic rifle, and a semi-automatic sniper rifle.

From Su Xiao's current perspective, the combat performance of these three guns was mediocre, not the most ideal, but fortunately, they were enough to use.

However, he didn't know much about firearms before. After getting the guns, he basically fiddled with them and then permanently collected them. This led to many problems due to lack of maintenance for a long time, and he was now solving these problems.

Because he hadn't been in contact with those arms dealers in the real world for too long, it was very troublesome for Su Xiao to get guns again. As for the firearms he collected, only these few could be used normally, and among them, the fully automatic rifle had the risk of jamming at any time.

Su Xiao disassembled all three guns. With his current understanding of firearms, solving the problems of these three guns wasn't simple.

The pistol was an M9, with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds, a gun length of 217mm, a weight of 1.1kg, a muzzle velocity of 390 m/s, and a total gun life of more than 5,000 rounds. The power was still quite good.

The automatic rifle was an M416, with a magazine capacity of 30 rounds, 5.56x45mm ammunition, often collected forcibly.

As for the semi-automatic sniper rifle, Su Xiao had already given up. After he got this gun, he fired a few shots. With Su Xiao's shooting level at the time, he fully exerted the point of "hitting wherever you point." His self-esteem was hurt, and he was mocked by Haidong for a long time. After that, he ignored this gun. Due to lack of maintenance and the damp environment under the cement layer, this gun was already semi-scrapped, and the difficulty of repairing it was harder than manufacturing it.

After carefully maintaining the pistol and the automatic rifle, Su Xiao looked at the two long and short silencers beside his hand, and his mouth twitched.

Heaven knows what evil he had encountered back then, actually finding someone to modify these two guns to be able to load silencer devices.

The pistol was fine. As for the automatic rifle, Su Xiao was surprised to find that after this thing was loaded with a silencer, the gunshot was still not small, and when it came to the situation where an automatic rifle needed to be used, whether the gunshot was transmitted or not actually didn't matter. Moreover, the silencer didn't have the effect he had imagined; at most, it protected his hearing.

Silencer was just a common term; the real term was muzzle suppressor, which reduced the noise and muzzle flash produced during shooting and would reduce the bullet's muzzle velocity.

Su Xiao completed the maintenance of the two firearms, at least ensuring that the two guns wouldn't jam or explode. As for shooting accuracy, that could only rely on luck + marksmanship.

"Su Xiao, are you going to rob a bank?"

Ma Fatty's eyes shone with strange light, looking at the two guns with great heat. Obviously, this was his first time seeing real guns.

"Is this... an M416?"

Ma Fatty looked at the automatic rifle on the table.

"Hmm? You have an understanding of firearms?"

"Of course, I wiped out a team with it last night."

"Huh?"

Su Xiao looked Ma Fatty up and down.

"Cough, in the game..."

Su Xiao understood. As a classic firearm, it wasn't strange that Ma Fatty knew about the M416.

"Want to try it?"

"Can I?"

"Of course... not."

Even if the automatic rifle was loaded with a suppressor, the sound wasn't small. Su Xiao had suspected before whether the arms dealer had sold him fake goods.

"Automatic rifle is a no, but the pistol is fine."

Su Xiao inserted the magazine of the pistol, installed the suppressor, turned off the safety, etc., and told Ma Fatty the basic way to use the pistol.

"Go to the basement, remember to close the door."

Ma Fatty took the pistol and picked up two magazines, rushing toward the basement happily.

"Remember to hold it tightly with both hands. The recoil of the pistol is also not small. Don't blow your own head off. Also, shoot at the wooden box in the basement."

"Got it."

Ma Fatty closed the door with a bang, and soon light gunshots came from the basement.

When Su Xiao packed his bags, carried the travel bag, and opened the basement door, Ma Fatty was clumsily removing the magazine and inserting the last magazine.

I saw Ma Fatty squatting in a horse stance, holding the gun with both hands, his arms somewhat bent. Just as Ma Fatty pulled the trigger, his arms stretched forward.

Seeing this shooting action, Su Xiao immediately associated it with the legendary traitor shooting method. He subconsciously retreated behind the wall next to the door.

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

Ma Fatty's arms stretched back and forth, shooting with great pleasure. Su Xiao, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"Exciting."

After Ma Fatty emptied the magazine, he even blew on the muzzle, and the smile on his face was both satisfied and revealed a trace of lewdness. ===== CHAPTER 856 =====