It seems that this is really just a sneaky illegal transaction.

Because the gun dealer did not bring Zhang Cheng to an alley, and then three or five big men came out from front and back, left and right. On the contrary, he just brought Zhang Cheng to a fence at the corner. This fence has a certain covering effect, but it cannot accommodate many lurkers.

Even if someone comes out at this moment, he has to rush over from a farther position. As long as Zhang Cheng runs away, it is basically impossible for the other party to catch up. After all, the hotel is very close. There are always people at the entrance of the hotel.

Standing here, you can slowly look at the gun provided by the other party. After all, after some professional training, Zhang Cheng has a little vision now, so after a little examination of the situation of several pistols and rifles, he will be sure to make a judgment.

Well, very ordinary guns, and they are all old guns, but they can be used again and again. And the price is... How to say, even people like him who have never bought a gun at all know that the price is fine. It is really not expensive.

"Is there anything better?"

"Look at me, there are many people here," the other party looked more humble and looked flattering, and took out a full-color leaflet. It can be seen that this kind of underground gun sales have long become an industry. These gun dealers are all skilled in business and know what customers want to know. "But they need to pay a deposit, and they have to wait for me for half an hour."

"Ah, let's get this gun first." Zhang Cheng decided to buy a pistol first, after all, it's easy to use. Then he had a rifle. As for depositing a deposit to get a gun, he had no plan. After all, it was too unreliable. Who can know whether this kind of mobile gun dealer is trustworthy? They took the deposit and Zhang Cheng really couldn't find it.

The gun dealer took out the pistol. "Can you give it a try?" Zhang Cheng took the pistol and asked.

The gun dealer shook his head with regret. This is the rule of the world. When the gun dealer first contacted a stranger, he only sold guns, not bullets. He had to buy bullets twice. The second time, there would be at least four people standing beside the gun dealer.

Illegal transactions are so troublesome. They are no more protected than regular gun shops. Gun dealers must also be wary of customers who are testing guns in the name of buying guns, which can both rob guns and money.

He handed in one hand and delivered the goods. Both parties completed an illegal transaction. Just in front of the gun dealer, Zhang Cheng took out a stack of money from his portable bag, and at the same time he stuffed the gun he bought into his portable bag.

The portable bag is really not big, it's not bad. If you stuff such a rifle in, people who are a little alert will feel that it's a bit over. However, at this moment, the gun dealer is busy counting money and really can't take out his spare attention to the capacity of the portable bag. Not to mention small actions such as taking out a few cards from the bag.

Originally, the transaction had already been paid off and they should have left each other. But how could such an excellent businessman let such a high-quality customer go so easily? This must be to deeply explore the potential of the customer and maximize the business. So after he received the money, he immediately talked about the bullet issue with Zhang Cheng.

Without bullets, guns are just fire sticks, and even fire sticks are not as good as fire sticks. Moreover, fools can see that this big customer is still unsatisfied. If there are better ones, he obviously plans to give a few other types of guns. Of course, since he must rely partly on simultaneous translation software, this bargaining is a little troublesome. However, one party wants to and the other party wants to sell, this trouble is just to make everyone spend a little more time discussing the issue and not affect the overall situation.

Unfortunately, the businessman and the customer's bargaining in a harmonious society was rudely interrupted. A loud shout came from a distance, "Stop! Don't move! Police!"

Hearing this sound, the gun dealer was like a mouse stealing from the kitchen and heard the cat's moan. In an instant, he didn't even bother to bargain and sell products. He wrapped his jacket with his hands, turned his head and ran away.

Poor Zhang Cheng's movements were obviously slower. There was no way, he couldn't understand the language. When he came to his senses and understood what the voice meant, the police had already rushed to him.

"Put your hands behind your head." The female policeman shouted. "Squat down!"

It was a young white woman, very tall, perhaps not shorter than Zhang Cheng, and the cold muzzle in her hand had been pointed at Zhang Cheng. The experience of practicing guns in the past few days has fully told Zhang Cheng what level of power this seemingly inconspicuous pistol has. Not to mention Zhang Cheng, a half-otaku, even Bruce Lee, who has practiced for twenty years since childhood, would kneel down with one shot. The hero did not suffer any loss in front of him, so Zhang Cheng obediently threw down his bag and raised his hand.

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as Cheng Chentang's tribute. You have the right to ask a lawyer for consultation. If you can't afford the attorney's fee, the court will provide you with a lawyer for free..." The policewoman said the famous "Miranda Warning", holding a gun in one hand and showing his handcuffs in the other hand. It was also a pity that Zhang Cheng has watched some foreign dramas and heard this line more than once, so although it was a bird's song, he understood everything in an instant.

With a crisp metal sound heard, Zhang Cheng's left hand was already cobbled on the iron fence beside him. The policewoman did not stop and chased after him in the direction of the gun dealer's escape. Unfortunately, the gun dealer ran very fast, and she was delayed by Zhang Cheng for a few seconds, so the distance between the two sides was already very far.

"shit!" A female policewoman cursed in the air, and the two figures chasing each other disappeared at the end of the road in an instant. Only Zhang Cheng was left feeling the messy in the wind.

He calmed down and looked at the handcuffs that were being cobbled on his hands. Well, actually, there is nothing to be afraid of when thinking about it carefully. He couldn't help but wonder, could he use a card to put away the handcuffs?

But this is just a thought. As mentioned earlier, it was dusk, but the light was still very bright. This location is the center of the city, and the place where people come and go. Although this is a small town, many people are looking at this side.

The carry-on bag was thrown into a position beyond the reach of his hands, and Zhang Cheng began to try to hook it with his feet, but at this time, he saw a black child coming over. He didn't know where it came out, at least he didn't notice the child just now.

It is said that it is a child, but it can be said that the teenager is already quite tall, but his childishness is very obvious in his face. However, his childishness is very childish, and the child's movements are really not slow. He just walked over quickly. When Zhang Cheng had not come to his senses, he picked up the bag on the ground and ran in another direction!

"Hey! Hey... policeman! Someone robbed!" Zhang Cheng shouted, struggling hard. But this was useless - both the iron fence and the handcuffs were very strong, far from being able to break free by ordinary people. Seeing the child running out of sight, he stretched out one hand and reached into his underwear pocket, but slowly pulled out his hand.

There is actually nothing in the bag. There are probably a few hundred dollars in cash in it, and even if it is lost, it is no big deal. Forget it, it is better to be low-key.

However, even if reason tells him that this choice is correct, he will still feel very frustrated and unwilling. In fact, Zhang Cheng had not thought about being robbed, but he really did not expect such a result.

Damn it! What a destruction of the country... The police were blind, arresting innocent tourists like me, but allowing such scum who committed crimes since childhood. Zhang Cheng thought that if he had the chance to catch this guy, even if he bribed the judge, he would let this little devil go to prison for ten years!

Just as he was thinking hatefully how to deal with this little devil, footsteps came from beside him. The policewoman who had just cobbled him had already returned. Without any other evidence, just looking at the disappointed and frustrated expression on the other person's face, he knew that she could not catch the gun dealer.

The last trace of doubt in Zhang Cheng's heart also disappeared. He knew that everything had been investigated without any evidence now - although there was no evidence.

"Okay," said the policewoman as he uncuffed his handcuffs. "Sir, you have been arrested for illegally buying guns and illegally possessing guns!" She was a little depressed. After all, it was two different things for a person to catch an illegal gun dealer and a person to catch an illegal gun buyer. The former is a fish, while the latter is not even a shrimp. "You have the right to keep..."

"Wait, police officer." Zhang Cheng looked at the other party in surprise. "How can you speak Chinese?" The other party was indeed in Chinese just now.

"You are arrested now, do you understand?" The policewoman looked at him angrily. If it weren't for the time being that he had delayed such a precious ten seconds for this fish, she would have had the chance to catch the big fish!

"I did nothing, I was just a tourist, I just asked for a road." Zhang Cheng replied innocently.

The female policewoman looked at the roadside and quickly discovered the most critical evidence, that is, the carry-on bag with a gun was gone. She immediately understood that the situation was not good.

"Where is your bag?! Don't lie to me, there are surveillance here."

If there is surveillance, the skilled salesperson would not choose this position. No... Maybe there is surveillance, Zhang Cheng noticed that there is indeed a camera high in the slant. However, the person's business ability just now is indeed not mentioned. The angle of this surveillance makes it impossible to capture the details of the two doing business just now, because the bodies of the two people blocked the surveillance.

"With your help, I was blatantly robbed in broad daylight," said Zhang Cheng. "Just just now."

"If you dare to lie, you will die!" The policewoman glared, then immediately pulled out his police phone and started talking to someone else at a speed that was so fast that Zhang Cheng couldn't hear clearly. It was probably because she contacted her colleague to retrieve the surveillance records just now. After making the call, she pulled Zhang Cheng to the police car next to her.

Whether in movies or TV, the police are in a group of two. But the policewoman doesn't know why there is only one person. Although Zhang Cheng is not wearing handcuffs, the other party's expression shows that Zhang Cheng is definitely not a role such as being regarded as a guest.

"May I have your name?"

"Zhang Cheng."

"Are you a tourist?"

"That's right. The tourist who just got robbed."

"You want to complain to me? Please give me a favor!" The policewoman sneered. "But if you don't honestly admit your crime, then I promise you that I will send you to three years in prison. The U.S. cell is not a good place to stay!"

"But I did nothing." Zhang Cheng decisively denied that the car phone rang. The female policeman answered the phone. Because of the distance, Zhang Cheng heard at least a few words. Although his bird singing skills were bad, based on what happened just now, it can be judged that this was the result of the surveillance investigation feedback from the female policeman's colleagues. This result was just as he expected. However, the phone time took a long time, and a lot of words, which was probably his basic situation.

Anyway, I just need to insist that I am asking for directions, and the other party can't do anything to him at the legal level.

He noticed that the female policewoman's car had a head off. The car stepped on the accelerator violently. After a while, Zhang Cheng found that he had returned to the starting point, or to the entrance of the hotel.

"Let's see," said the policewoman threateningly. "What exactly is hidden in your room!"

She already knew that Zhang Cheng had been here for three days, and she went out every day, so she didn't believe that Zhang Cheng's room was clean and illegal. Moreover, as she expected, when she said this, Zhang Cheng's face changed.

"What? Are you planning to confess?"

"That...my passport..." Zhang Cheng found that he had made a huge mistake. His passport was placed in his carry-on bag.

As we all know, when traveling abroad, passports are the top priority. Passports are not only your identity certificate in a foreign country, but also your passport for entry and exit. And the passport itself is just so big that there is no need to be sealed with a card, so Zhang Cheng's passport is kept in his carry-on bag... Of course, now he knows that he has made a mistake. "...in the bag..."

The policewoman snorted.

Behind the hotel front desk is not the face that was common two days ago, but a man Zhang Cheng had never seen very fat. It is probably the so-called greasy middle-aged man in people's usual concepts, but the problem is that this one is not only greasy, but also has a raw face. The look that looks at Zhang Cheng doesn't look friendly no matter how you look at it.

"That, my room..."

"Your room? What room is yours?" the greasy man said bluntly, not as polite as a normal waiter. On the contrary, his face was full of disgust. But Zhang Cheng was sure that he really did nothing.

“Room 17, 6th Floor…”

"Oh, it's already expired today." The greasy man replied, his words quickly and directly, forcing Zhang Cheng to understand with his simultaneous translation software. "The room has been collected."

"But I have some things inside..." There are some toiletries and other pieces of the room I carry, and there are also desktop computers.

"The garbage inside has been thrown into the trash can!" the greasy man replied impatiently. "The garbage truck drove away at noon!"

This is completely unconventional and absolutely abnormal. Zhang Cheng himself was stunned for a while, not sure why he encountered this situation. It seemed that everything was fine before?

The other party's eyes stared at Zhang Cheng at close range, with contempt, disgust and pleasure in his eyes.

"My shop," said the greasy man. "Don't live with the yellow monkey. The yellow monkey, go back to your zoo! I will disinfect the room properly to remove the smell of your monkey!"

The malicious words echoed in the air, huge, cold, full of toxins, and directly shattered all the illusions.

The greasy man may have heard Zhang Cheng's words just now and knew that he had lost his passport. "As for now, go and be a homeless man!"

Zhang Cheng himself didn't even notice that a smile had appeared on his face. And in the smile, there was something called murderous intent.

The greasy man looked at the person in front of him maliciously, but from the corner of his eyes he saw a fist flying over. Before he could react, his fist had quickly grown bigger, covering his entire vision.
Chapter completed!