Two hundred and fortieth eight pieces of stolen land
Lu Fan's gaze hidden under his sunglasses swept across the hall. As one of the Fu family's largest businesses selling stolen goods, the security measures at the Crown Reception were much stricter than those at other entertainment venues. In addition to patrolling security guards in the hall, there were also security guards at every corner and exit.
There are people standing in every position, and their waists are bulging, so everyone should have a dick in their hand.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and the security guard took Lu Fan into the elevator and pressed the button for the third floor.
"Have there always been so many people here?" Lu Fan lowered his voice, making his voice sound low and hoarse through the mask.
"Haha, it's okay. It's mainly because it's been a bit uneasy lately. We have such a big place, so we have to be on guard against someone making trouble, right?"
A place of this nature is most taboo about anything going wrong. If it cannot guarantee even the most basic safety of its guests, then there is no need to continue to exist.
"You all seem to be equipped with guns." Lu Fan bent down while speaking and tied the loose laces of his shoes with both hands.
The security guard smiled and did not reply to his words.
When the elevator reached the third floor, the security guard led Lu Fan through the red carpeted corridor and stopped in front of an iron door.
"According to the club's regulations, you need to be searched beforehand." The security guard turned around and said.
Lu Fan nodded and took the initiative to spread his arms.
After the inspection, the security guard stood up and knocked on the iron door. The security door behind the iron door was opened first, revealing the face of an unshaven middle-aged man.
"Lu Nanfeng." the security guard said.
The middle-aged man looked at Lu Fan, who nodded and said, "Brother."
Liu Gui, one of Fu Zikun's right-hand men, and the other is Zhao Biao. The two are responsible for the gray items Fu Zikun smuggled from Southeast Asia. Zhao Biao is responsible for contacting customers, while Liu Gui is responsible for coordinating transactions.
"Wow!"
Liu Gui opened the iron door and motioned for Lu Fan to enter the house.
Lu Fan followed him in calmly and heard a "bang" behind him! The iron door was closed from the outside by the security guard, and then he stood in front of the door with his hands behind his hands, blocking the door tightly.
"Ten 54s, fifty magazines, ten MKIs and five Mills are all prepared for you. I gave you ten more rounds of bullets. Just think of it for Brother Tian's sake and count it as a meeting gift."
After entering the house, Liu Gui took out a frozen product packaging carton from under the sofa. After opening it, he took out a pile of pencil boxes, toy gun packaging boxes, and a dozen firecracker cartons with Liuyang Fireworks Factory printed on them.
He spread everything in front of Lu Fan in one breath, held a cigarette in his mouth and sat on the sofa and said.
Lu Fan bent down and opened them one by one. They were all the items on the list, and there were quite a few of them.
"I want to test the gun." Lu Fan said.
Liu Gui stretched out his hand to signal him to do whatever he wanted.
Unwrap the gift box of the toy, disassemble it and load the bullet magazine, all in one go.
Lu Fan held a brand new May Fourth in his hand, pointed it at a mirror hanging on the wall, and pulled the trigger directly.