Chen Mo was woken up by a warm buttock. He didn't know what was wrong with Ye Qi's cat, and he had to get along with it. If it was his own cat, he would definitely throw it to the roof by its neck to look for wild cats.
What, this is a high-rise, there are no wild cats on the top floor?
That’s okay!
Because it was a flat floor, Chen Mo could get up early in the morning and run back and forth on the 58-meter-long balcony several times to warm up, and then prepare breakfast or something. However, Chen Mo rummaged through the kitchen and refrigerator.
No ingredients or condiments were found.
When he woke up the sleepy-eyed Ye Qi, the other party looked confused.
"Just ask your aunt about this kind of thing!"
"What about auntie?"
"I gave her a day off yesterday!"
"Then go on to sleep!"
Chen Mo could only change his clothes and go downstairs, then find a breakfast shop in the corner, pack soy milk, tofu, fried dough sticks and braised eggs for four people, and then return to the other party's house.
After finishing breakfast, Chen Mo wanted to subconsciously pick up his pants and run away, but he remembered that he seemed to have something serious to do.
"Um, do you have a lot of mines?"
"Only a few dozen. Anyway, we don't have to worry about sales. Why, do you know how delicious soft rice is? Why don't you come over and kneel down to lick it!"
"No, I just want to ask, can I get some rare metals privately, like nickel, tungsten and the like!"
Chen Mo thought about the ammunition he wanted to make, and a few dozen tons would probably be enough!
"What do you want these for?"
"I'll do some handicrafts and stuff! Sculptures, iron fences and stuff like that!"
Chen Mo thought for a while, using a machine tool to make bullets, it was not wrong to call it manual work.
"Then why are you doing it with these?"
"personal hobby!"
These rare metals are not contraband in any country, but he wants a lot of them, and it’s not easy to buy dozens of tons. It happens that my senior’s home mines, so it shouldn’t be difficult to get some!
Although full of doubts, Ye Qi still nodded and promised to help Chen Mo get some, but the quantity would not be too much, and Chen Mo didn't care, as long as he could get some. Although regular military bullets are very useful, Chen Mo also
He was not a stupid soldier who held the trigger and refused to let go, so he used military-standard bullets. Of course, he was practicing noble self-control.
In the following time, Chen Mo basically tinkered in the mountains or in the basement, but the results were remarkable. The bullets produced by Howard's high-precision machine were more accurate than military-standard bullets. After enchanting, the damage was
The effect has also been doubled.
For example, the brand new tungsten core armor-piercing bullet without the Holy Light enchantment can be compared to an anti-material weapon based on the bonus of the barrel. If it were replaced with a solid tungsten rod, Chen Mo felt that he could even open an eye for the mountain.
In addition to arming himself, Chen Mo also took the time to travel overseas and find ways to sell some gold and other trophies. On the one hand, he made room for storage, and on the other hand, he added some cash to his increasingly dry wallet.
Daily expenses.
Chen Mo has put the renovation plan of the small building on the agenda. Maybe this is against the decision of his ancestors. After all, before leaving, the old man in the family promised that future generations would protect every brick of the house.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, replaced every brick and tile, hired the best designers, and used the best materials to make the house beautiful!
Then we go out fishing on the 1st, 3rd, 5th and 5th, and go out to drink tea and play cards on the 24th and 6th. In short, we just do whatever it takes to maintain our health. Who would get involved if we have money?
After months of struggling like this, it was finally time for the system to cool down.
"I'm going on a trip!"
After leaving a message to his long-term girlfriend, Chen Mo ran away without waiting for a reply and jumped into the portal.
On the other side of the portal was still a familiar environment, dark night, empty alleys full of garbage, but judging from the police cars whizzing by, Chen Mo felt that he must be in the United States!
After all, he had never seen the policeman chase and open fire while holding an AR15 rifle in a police car.
"This place is really hot!"
Chen Mo, who smelled the smoke, felt refreshed and the blood all over his body was jumping for joy. To put it simply, his hands were itchy and he wanted to cum!
"So, what's happening ahead?"
Chen Mo couldn't wait to put on his disguise as a backpacker, put on his body armor underneath, and then silently blended into the crowd of people on the street.
"Hey man, what's going on here?"
Chen Mo pretended to be familiar and asked the black guy on the street.
"Probably a bank robbery!"
A black guy responded at a rapping speed.
"No, no, no, it's a terrorist attack! This guy is an idiot, don't believe him!"
Another black guy refuted the other party's statement and said to Chen Mo.
"No, no, no, he is the idiot!"
Looking at the two people who were about to fuck together, Chen Mo sighed. Who said that black people on the street are the most well-informed? These two idiots are probably just like him, they are new here!
Ignoring the two black brothers who had already started to attack, Chen Mo looked at the crowds of people gathered not far ahead and immediately walked over.
Then he heard what should be considered accurate first-hand news: a gunman beat someone to death in front of the police station and then walked away.
"Who is this, more arrogant than me?"
Chen Mo was also smacking his lips when he heard this. He killed people in front of the police station. This brother will wait to fight with the police to death for the rest of his life. Unless he is extremely wealthy, he will wait to develop Northern Europe again!
Although he didn't know who the other party was, Chen Mo suspected that the assassination was definitely related to his mission, but he would have to wait until he uncovered a little more mystery to find out.
So the first priority is to find a place to sleep!
Although America has always been the white moonlight in God's heart, without identity documents and money, it is difficult to find a place to live for a while. Chen Mo can only follow the old way, communicate with his black brothers, and then take it away in a friendly manner.
A few hundred dollars on them.
"Then can you put the gun down?"
The black gangster who only had a knife in his hand looked at the shotgun pressed against his body and was so scared that he almost peed. They just wanted money, but the other party didn't have martial ethics. There was such a big guy hidden under his clothes. In the United States
No one will doubt whether what you are holding is real iron.
Chen Mo, who got the money, was very trustworthy and let the other person go. He also wrote down the address on a black man's ID and told the other person that if he saw him again nearby, he should go to his house to take care of him.
Visited!
After getting the money, Chen Mo didn't go far. After using dark vision to find a house with only elderly people, Chen Mo used his harmless Asian identity and one hundred dollars to get the right to use the other party's sofa!