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Chapter 34 I also know a little about shooting!

"Xiao Momo, your few gold coins are pretty good!"

While Chen Mo was cleaning up his home theater bit by bit, his senior sister's video came over.

Ye Qi, who was wearing bunny pajamas on her upper body, had an expression that said, "I saw you wrong."

"It's my friend's, my friend's!"

Chen Mo denied it repeatedly. It wasn't that he couldn't trust Ye Qi. The other party wanted to take him home to breed him. It was just that it was better to be careful in everything.

"Well, your friend is lucky. The gold coin is of very good quality and is from the period of Philip II. My dad's friend said that the auction price of this thing is about 10,000!"

"Ten thousand?"

Chen Mo was a little surprised. Everyone may not be impressed by Philip II, but when it comes to the Armada, they are very impressed. Yes, the Armada was sent out by this guy, but this guy is also very fierce.

The Ottoman hegemony in the Mediterranean was also ended by him. At that time, Spain was at its peak, and it could obtain nearly two million gold coins from the Americas every year. It can be said that he was also a very unique monarch.

The gold coins obtained by the Brotherhood are probably the spoils of war between the Ottomans and Spain. Although Spain won a tragic victory in that war, it may also be the sponsorship given to the Cross Sword Brotherhood by Philip II. After all, everyone trusts the same boss.

Yes, so be wary of Philip II playing the God card!

Just these gold coins, there are tens of thousands of gold coins that Chen Mo got. If each one is sold for 10,000, wouldn't he jump directly across the class, from a cow and a horse to a Roman?

"That's right, 10,000. How many gold coins do you have? Are they from the right place? If they are from the right place, I can help you contact several foreign sellers, all of whom have mines at home!"

"Where does this come from? How do you know if it is correct?"

Chen Mo didn't want to be jailed with Wu Tiao just because he sold a gold coin for multiple crimes such as reselling cultural relics, concealing arms, illegally possessing guns, etc.

"You don't understand anything, then I'll teach you some popular science!"

After some legal education with the senior, Chen Mo understood that if he wanted to sell these gold coins as antiques, he had to prove that the origin of these gold coins was legal. Otherwise, if he sold the gold coins on the first day, he would not be able to sell them the next day.

A policeman uncle came to invite him to drink tea.

Or, just sell the gold coins as gold. It makes sense to do this. Spanish gold coins are made and circulated as gold. In The Good Guys and the Bad Guys starring Mr. Eastwood, the treasure they finally found was worth twenty

Eight bags of Spanish gold coins worth ten thousand dollars.

Although he likes to strike hard in other worlds, at home, Chen Mo feels that it is better to be a law-abiding citizen. Since antiques cannot be sold directly, they can only pay gold prices.

It is easier to find a seller at the price of gold. The government generally does not care about the circulation of gold among the private sector. Chen Mo picked some gold coins that were not in good condition, collected a thousand ounces, and traded them to the other party, and he also got one.

A payment of 1.9 million.

The money didn't last long after I got it. I saved some for emergencies, left some for daily expenses, bought some financial products with the remaining money, and bought equipment for home audio-visual and e-sports rooms. There wasn't much left.

However, Chen Mo took advantage of the renovation of the home theater and renovated a secret safe house in the basement. It was poured with high-grade cement and came with three code locks. Although it was not very convenient to obtain weapons, the benefits were obvious. The basement was restored.

With the normal storage function, Chen Mo can also open a wine cellar and put some high-end drinks in it that he doesn't drink but can show off. In a way, this can be regarded as enjoying life.

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After Ye Qi learned that Chen Mo had built a small cinema for her, she came uninvited and wanted to watch a horror movie at Chen Mo's house wearing a suspender skirt and black stockings.

Chen Mo didn't know what this woman was thinking? She was just greedy for his body. In order to avoid her stalking, Chen Mo ran away immediately. Senior Wang Haoran, who had accompanied him to take the gun license test before, wanted to show Chen Mo what a real fireworks show was.

I asked Chen Mo to come to Texas for a few days and he would pay for the expenses.

Chen Mo was quite interested in that strange gun festival. Who said gunslingers can't go shooting target?

Take a flight from the capital to New York, meet up with an old senior, and experience the difference between the American dream of rich people and the American dream of poor people, and then the two of them take a private plane to Texas.

Looking at the city below the plane, Chen Mo suddenly remembered a joke.

What would it be like if Confucius were a Texan? A tall Texan man with a height of 1.8 meters. He traveled around the country on motorcycles with 72 cowboys. He had 3,000 gunmen under his sect. When he went out, he saw two children sniping at each other.

Whether it was the Texas Rangers or the Montana cult militia on the road, they were no match for Confucius.

Wang Haoran was very happy after hearing the joke. He clapped his thighs and said that if he had Chen Mo's imagination, he would become a contracted writer for a certain novel website, and the book would definitely become a hit!

However, he was refuted by Chen Mo.

"Writing a book? It's a dead end! Who can a serious person write a book?"

"Do you write books?"

Wang Haoran shook his head.

"Can someone who writes a book be a serious person?"

"Despicable!"

What Wang Haoran is going to bring Chen Mo to play is an American M4 Sherman tank collected by a private museum. It can be regarded as the finale of the event. Of course, the finale is not only this big guy, but also six-pound guns from Britain and Germany.

88mm anti-aircraft guns, these big guns are one of the few that can fire in the world. The shells have to be made by hand because the production line has been stopped.

But for Wang Haoran, cost is obviously not a problem because there are so many people experiencing it, so Chen Mo first went to experience the hip-fire mg42 project next door. After firing fifty rounds of bullet belts, Chen Mo was still not satisfied. After all, Aryan superman does not happen every day.

It can be used as anything.

Then came the artillery shooting. After listening to the explanation, Chen Mo started by himself, loaded an armor-piercing projectile, and then adjusted the direction of the artillery according to the steps explained by the instructor.

"Fire when you're ready!"

The old man wearing a cowboy hat said happily.

After confirming that the gun scope was aimed at the target, Chen Mo took a deep breath and then opened his eyes of death.

The artillery target was a three-by-three area about a kilometer away from them, marked by a white painted line and a cross in the center.

After the cross was marked, Chen Mo stepped on the pedal. With a violent and loud vibration, a cloud of fireworks exploded at the muzzle, and the entire artillery shook violently.

Chen Mo was also shaken by the loud noise. He staggered down from the gun emplacement, looked into the distance, and saw an extra hole in the center of the cross target.

"Why are you so accurate in sex?" Wang Haoran asked loudly, covering his ears.

"Maybe it's because I practice more in private!"

Chen Mo looked at the second cannonball being carried over and showed a bright smile that any boy would understand.


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