Xu Chuan picked up the pistol and found that it turned out to be a M1911A1 produced by Remington Rand. This company actually has little to do with the famous Remington Weapons Company.
Before World War II, Remington Rand made typewriters. His competitor was IBM. He had no experience in producing weapons before receiving orders from the US military.
However, by the end of the war, the company produced more than 875,000 pistols, almost twice the combined production of Colt and Ithaca.
After the war, Remington Rand began to compete with IBM in the field of computers, and it was obvious that he lost.
Okay, I'm going to go far. Xu Chuan held this 1911 and looked at the tavern owner who was cursing and struggling in Zhang Biao's hands. No matter how he looked like a monkey.
The two of them have a very different body shape. This guy is almost the same as a little chicken in Zhang Biao's hands.
"Okay, I only have a few questions. If you answer, we will leave." Xu Chuan patted the guy's head with a butt and said politely.
But Baao didn't think Xu Chuan was very polite. After all, it felt really not very good to be held in his hand.
It’s just that a hero doesn’t suffer any loss at the moment. Although he doesn’t know this sentence, it doesn’t mean he can’t understand this meaning.
"What the hell do you want to ask?" He almost bit his back teeth and said this sentence.
Xu Chuan looked at him seriously, "What did that maid tell you?"
"It's that maid again! This Bichi..." As soon as he said this word, he immediately shut his mouth alertly, looking left and right, as if he was worried about where the Bichi in his mouth came out.
Xu Chuan patted Zhang Biao on the shoulder and asked him to put the person down, "Yes, what did that Bichi tell you?"
Baao looked at the gun in the other party's hand and the big man who was two heads taller than him.
"I introduced her to several black market merchants and doctors, and there was nothing else."
Zhang Biao looked at him with his head down, "Didn't she say where she is going?"
"How could I ask such a question?" Baao turned his head and looked around alertly at the opportunity to escape.
Xu Chuan and the other two looked at each other, and Zhang Biao continued, "Give me those contact information and addresses."
Baao sighed and said a few phone numbers. Xu Chuan took out a roll of 100 yuan bills and threw them on him, "Thank you for the news, but if you dare to lie to me, your store will not be opened, and Balalaika will not be able to protect you." After that, he turned around and walked outside.
"Hi, Baao, are you okay?" Before Xu Chuan could walk out of the door, a voice with a notebook accent came over.
Four people walked in outside the door, three men and one woman, among which the young girl was wearing a maid outfit, dressed in the same outfit as the Robert.
'It turns out that the boss's name is Ba', Xu Chuan thought, and he obviously forgot to ask the other party's name.
However, the handsome young man with blonde hair should be the young master of the Labrador family. He was wearing a formal outfit on such a hot day, and his appearance was comparable to that of Cassab.
Two groups of people passed by, and the leading Japanese Locke glanced at them curiously.
"Bao, let's ask..." Before Locke could finish speaking, he saw the other party winking at him frantically.
Locke, who had lived in Roanapura for many years, immediately realized that the other party was reminding himself to be careful of the two people who went out.
Locke swallowed the second half of the sentence vigilantly, "Let's take a look at your store, it seems to be completely ruined this time."
Seeing that he understood what he meant, Baao was relieved. Several people from the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce had a good relationship with him, and that guy Duqi was also very loyal, and he was an acquaintance he could talk to.
Seeing the two people walking out of the tavern gate, Locke frowned and asked, "Who are they? Are they in trouble?" These two people were very jealous and unlikely they were people who often went in and out of the island.
"I don't know you either, but they are also here to inquire about the maid." Baao's words made Grusia nervous. At this time, except for them looking for Robert, the others were probably enemies.
The little maid Fabiola took out the MAG-7 shotgun and planned to chase it out, but was grabbed by Grusia, "Wait a minute, we don't know their background."
Locke looked at this impulsive little guy with a headache, and he had a little headache, but his first priority was to ask Robert's whereabouts.
Xu Chuan, who walked out the door on the other side, stopped, as if he had just thought of something, "Tsk, why do you think we must find that maid? We can obviously ask her to come to me."
Zhang Biao followed his boss's eyes and looked at the inside of the tavern again, with a clear smile on his face, "Boss, you are too bad."
"Damn, I'll leave that little maid to you."
"Why?"
"Who made your mouth so mean?"
Xu Chuan turned around and walked into Huangqi Tavern again, and at the same time pulled the M1911A1 sleeve in his hand, looked at the bullet in the chamber, "Don't underestimate that little girl."
"I understand, I'm allergic to maid dress now."
The two of them reached a consensus very tacitly. If they seized the young master, the captain maid would naturally appear.
In the tavern, Baao heard the question again irritated, "Why are you all asking this?" He was almost annoyed.
"I said on the phone that she had been here once and left and was unknown. I introduced a few people to her. I will tell you the phone number now. Don't bother me again in the future, okay?"
Lock looked at the other party with awkward look. This former white-collar man with a notebook was still not very adapted to the communication method here, and almost bowed to the other party.
The few people were all focused on Baao, and they didn't pay any attention to the two people approaching from behind.
It was too late to remind them when the tavern owner facing outside the door wanted to remind them. Zhang Biao grabbed the other party's wrist holding a gun from behind the little maid and went in the opposite direction. The two were so different in size and their strength was not at the same level.
Zhang Biao had no skills, just simply grabbed the little maid and pressed it to the ground.
The MAG-7 shotgun fell to the ground, and the others were stunned by the incident in front of them and had no reaction at all.
Xu Chuan stepped forward and kicked the shotgun aside, pointing the snatched pistol in his hand at the others, "Sorry, I'm back again, now put both hands where I can see, otherwise I'll shoot."
The first one to do as he did was Benny, a technician and driver in the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce. The guy saw the gun pointing to him and lay on the ground with his head in his arms. He was very skilled in his business.
"Uh, it's done well, now do what he is like." Xu Chuan shook his pistol.
The boss Baao whispered and lay on the ground, but the Japanese guy had not yet come back to his senses from the shock.
Grusia, who was standing beside her, looked at the dirty ground with disgust on her face, "Who are you, American?"
The enemies Robert tracks here are Americans, and it is normal for a few Asians to have them.
Xu Chuan shook his head, but he didn't intend to explain, but just continued to say "Lying on the ground" to the Japanese.
"You can't..." Before Rock finished speaking, he heard a gunshot, and a stream of air flowed across his temples.
Chapter completed!