The next day, Liu Kunlun finally returned home. The utilization rate of this house that Wei Kang rented for their siblings was not high. Liu Yimeng often worked night shifts, and Liu Kunlun was even less at home. He either slept in the guest room or the bath center all day, but this was still a temporary home and a warm harbor.

A thick envelope was placed in front of Liu Yimeng, which scared her. The little girl had never seen so much money before, so she asked her brother what she planned.

"I want to buy a motorcycle." Liu Kunlun said, "You can save the rest for me."

Liu Yimeng said: "You can spend whatever you want from your life. Just save a little bit of money. There are more places to spend in the future. It's almost the Chinese New Year. You can't just go home empty-handed. By the way, you can buy something, thank you Brother Kang."

Liu Kunlun said that I knew it. My fourth sister turned around and went to the balcony to get a cleaned and ironed suit: "Look, can you wear it?" It was the set of Yager soaked in blood. Although it was washed, the overall tone turned slightly black and red.

"How are your Brother Kang doing recently? Let him smoke two less cigarettes." Liu Yimeng said.

"You are not his wife, why bother with that?" Liu Kunlun tried to wear a suit and top, which shrank slightly, but fitted better.

Liu Yimeng blushed, pursed her lips and asked again: "Does Brother Kang have a partner?"

Liu Kunlun thought about it carefully and said, "It seems that there is no."

"Oh, I'm going to cook, what do you want to eat?" Liu Yimeng was very happy.

"I don't eat at home, there are arrangements outside." Liu Kunlun changed his clothes and went out with his money in his arms. He made an appointment with someone to see the car today.

This car seller is called Brother Shui. He was introduced by Wei Kang. He specializes in the smuggling motorcycles from Jieshi. Since he is his own person, he will definitely take out the best goods and will not fool people with assembled and renovated garbage goods. What he recommended to Liu Kunlun was the most popular Yamaha Prince Motorcycle, but Liu Kunlun fell in love with a red Kawasaki sports car next to him.

The fiery red streamlined road sports car, double round lights, 160 wide tires, looks like a cheetah ready to go. Liu Kunlun once saw this motorcycle in an old magazine. From the first glance, this kind of road sports car has become his and Zang Hai's dream. The dream is to be realized, but I didn't expect it to be realized so quickly.

"I want this!" Liu Kunlun said firmly. No matter how much it costs, he would buy it even if he sells it.

"Haha, I'm quite eye-catching. Kawasaki ZXR400 has never been modified in Japan. It was priced at HK$78,500, which was a little longer. It was a car in 1995, but the mileage was less, only 30,000 kilometers."

"That's it!"

"Sorry, this guy has booked it."

"No, I want this!"

Brother Shui was helpless and said, "You might as well coordinate yourself." The buyer was also the person introduced by Brother Kang. After that, he called the buyer's phone number and handed it to Liu Kunlun.

The phone was connected, and Liu Kunlun said straight to the point that I like the Red Kawasaki, you can give it to me.

There was obviously no reminiscence over there. After a while, a female voice said, "Who are you? Who are you?"

Liu Kunlun was very familiar with his voice and felt a little moved: "No. 88?"

"Ah, Liu Kunlun! It's you naughty kid, wait, I'll arrive soon!"

Twenty minutes later, Su Qing arrived fiercely. She drove in a red Peugeot 206CC convertible sports car. She was still open on the cold day, playing deafening music, and shook her head in the car with big sunglasses, chewing gum in her mouth, and she looked so cute.

Su Qing got out of the car, threw the car door, took off her sunglasses, and said fiercely: "Who wants to grab the street run that I booked by my lady?"

Liu Kunlun stood in a tit-for-tat manner, lifted up the hem of Wei Kang's suit with his hands and flipped his waist. The two of them angrily met and glared at him. Brother Shui quickly advised: "It's all my own people, you have something to say, don't do it."

In the end, Su Qing didn't hold back, laughed and deflated, saying, if you want your sister, you will give it to you, but you have to agree to one thing.

Liu Kunlun said it was no problem, let alone one, ten pieces would do.

Su Qing came over, exhaled her breath with the fragrance of a girl, and said in Liu Kunlun's ear: "Help me stare at Wei Kang and see if he has a woman."

The boy's heart instantly fell from a height of ten thousand meters into the dust. He was not stupid, and of course he understood the meaning of the eldest lady. Su Qing, like the fourth sister Liu Yimeng, like Wei Kang. Brother Kang is not only his elder brother, but also an idol-like existence. Not to mention fighting, even if he can fight, he can't steal the eldest brother's woman.

At this moment, his heart was cut off, but he still smiled and said, "Okay, no problem!"

The two buyers reached an agreement, and the next thing was simple. The Kawasaki Street Run was sold to Liu Kunlun for 12,000 yuan. He didn't have that much money. Su Qing helped him get two thousand yuan. Brother Shui reminded him again, saying that the car had no procedures and could not be registered. Don't be caught by the traffic police, and there was no after-sales service, so he would solve the problem by himself.

Liu Kunlun said it didn't matter. He paid the money and drove away on a motorcycle. Su Qing drove behind him and challenged him: "Let's see who will arrive at Dunhuang first!"

On the cold streets, a fiery red motorcycle roared by. The young man driving didn't even wear a helmet, and was wearing a thin suit and howling vicissitudes.

...

Li Suifeng is a very particular person. After hearing that he immediately raised funds after he went back, he first paid back two million. He did not forget to save his four heroes, and brought fruits and flowers to visit Xiaojian. He bought Liu Kunlun a suit of Peromon, a black leather jacket of snow leopard and a mink collar. He should be so majestic and majestic. As for how to thank Wei Kang and Wu Gang, he is not sure. This gift will definitely not be too thin.

Wei Kang fulfilled his promise and drove the Duke King to a deserted factory next to the national highway. He placed ten beer bottles on the floor of the workshop, took out a pistol from his armpit and said, "What kind of gun is this?"

Liu Kunlun was already itchy. He looked at it and said, "I know, this is a Type 64 pistol, and the police use this."

Wei Kang said: "Wrong, this is a Walter PPK made in Germany. It has a 765 caliber, which looks similar to the Six-Four Style, but its performance is poor, and it has an old nose."

Liu Kunlun slapped his head: "I remembered it, 007 will use this gun. Brother Kang, where did you do it?"

"This is what Myanmar has brought in. There are not many bullets. Please save yourself some things. Now I will teach you the etiquette of using a gun..."

"Etiquette is still needed?"

"It's the rules. You must follow the rules in everything. First, don't point the gun at the person you don't want to kill. Secondly, when you don't plan to fire, don't put your finger on the trigger. When you take the gun from someone else's hand, you must check it. Now you can see I'll show you."

Wei Kang removed the magazine, pulled the sleeve to check the gun chamber, and finally pulled the trigger to the ground, with a light bang, and then handed it to Liu Kunlun, who still pulled the sleeve to check the gun chamber, pulled the trigger to check the gun chamber, with a serious expression and meticulous movement...

"Yes, don't think that the action is unnecessary. The gun is a weapon. If you are not careful, you will have a big problem." Wei Kang was very satisfied and then taught him how to aim, three points become a line, how to suppress two fires, and how to shoot two shots quickly.

"Brother Kang, I can do it. If you ask me to shoot me, you will know my level." Liu Kunlun couldn't help it.

"Okay, I'll see how good you are at a novice." Wei Kang said, but instead of handing him the magazine, he pulled out a bullet and threw it over. He was about to teach him how to shoot when the magazine was lost, but Liu Kunlun skillfully pulled the sleeve open, hung up the machine in the empty space, stuffed the bullet into the chamber, and the sleeve was reset. He opened the maximum, and before Wei Kang could speak, he raised his hand and the beer bottle in the distance burst.

Wei Kang was shocked: "Where are you practicing shooting skills?"

Liu Kunlun said proudly: "I have been practicing since I was a child, and I have been a gun for twelve years, but I use a BB gun."

Wei Kang suddenly realized: "No wonder you have such a good gun. Toy guns are also guns. The feel and guns developed by long-term use are real. It's good. If you have a foundation, you will be able to teach you better. Let me tell you how to shoot in sports and how to play indoor CQB."

After practicing for a while, Liu Kunlun asked, "Brother Kang, what unit did you have in the past? I guess it must be a special force, or an airborne soldier... or it would be a Marine Brigade."

Wei Kang said: "Not right, I am an armed police."

"It's definitely not an ordinary armed police, but a special police."

"That's right, don't talk nonsense, just call me."

Liu Kunlun was moving and firing quickly. The gunshots were broken and the bullets were shot without any flaws. He quickly shot out all the two boxes of bullets, but he was still unsatisfied.

"Okay." Wei Kang said, "I bought a box of bullets at the beginning, and I fired one less round. You don't have to practice anymore, so you can graduate."

Liu Kunlun backed the magazine, checked the chamber, hung up the empty room and handed it to Wei Kang. Wei Kang checked the gun again, put it back on the holster under his armpit, and ordered Liu Kunlun to pick up every empty bullet shell.

"Do you still need to re-install?" Liu Kunlun asked while picking up.

"How come you know everything?" Wei Conchi said, "I doubt you have never been to school."

"I read a book that the Eighth Route Army picked up bullet shells after fighting, took them back and reloaded them, and they could still be used again. You said that 765 bullets are rare, so I guess I'm looking for someone to pick up bullet shells to find someone to reload them." Liu Kunlun explained proudly.

Wei Kang said: "Recharged bullets are easy to get out of trouble. I asked you to pick up bullet shells for another reason."

Liu Kunlun said: "I understand that gun involvement is a major case, so be careful."

Wei Kang smiled and said, "You guys are so big, you can take the bullet shell and go to the same place with me." He asked Liu Kunlun to drive for half an hour and arrived at a residential community built in the 1980s. The old-fashioned red brick exterior walls, the damaged and mottled concrete pavement, dense wires were hung in the air, and the clothes rails were frozen hard.

The car parked downstairs, Wei Kang took two bottles of salad oil from the trunk, a bag of Northeast rice, and Liu Kunlun helped him carry the rice. The two went up to the sixth floor and knocked on the door of 601. The one who opened the door was an aunt, saying, "Xiaokang, you are here, why are you still getting things?" Wei Kang said that he was busy with work during this period, so he took the time to see Xiaowei today.

The aunt invited them into the house and put the things in the corner first. Liu Kunlun observed the family. The furniture was old and life should be very difficult. Wei Kang walked into the inner room, and there was a man lying on the bed, with oxygen cylinders, ventilators, sputum suction machines, nasal feeding tubes and large syringes beside the bed, and a pot of stirred liquid food.

The bedridden man was not old and should be the same age as Wei Kang. He fell asleep quietly without moving. Wei Kang looked at him and shouted Xiaowei, but the man did not react at all.

The aunt sighed and said that she could still take care of her now. What should I do when my father and I grow old? Wei Kang comforted her and said goodbye. Before leaving, she quietly placed an envelope on the coffee table. Liu Kunlun carefully measured the thickness of the envelope, at least 3,000 yuan.

Back in the car, Wei Kang lit a cigarette, his eyes deep, and he remained silent for a while.

"Brother Kang, is that your friend?" Liu Kunlun felt that Brother Kang had something to say.

"It's my brother who grew up from childhood," said Wei Kang. "The young man who was so sunny and motivated back then has now become a vegetable, lying in bed and feeding himself on nasal feeding for a living."

Liu Kunlun said: "Who hurts it?"

"He did it himself." Wei Kang was angrily, "I was coaxed by the bad guy and got stuck in ice. After a year, my family's wealth was gone. My girlfriend ran away, and my brain was also destroyed. Most of the brain tissue was necrotic. In order to cure him, the house was sold, so I could only maintain this kind of immortality."

"*?" Liu Kunlun asked, he didn't know much about this.

"Yes, *, a drug that is more poisonous than *, will make my brother die than life. It is best not to let me catch it, otherwise..." Wei Kang gritted his teeth, "Brother, don't get any drugs, whether it's No. 4, *, * or shaking his head."

Liu Kunlun swears: "Never touch it, drug traffickers should be cut into pieces. In "Young and Dangerous", Brother Haonan and others will not touch it. Real people in the world also do something and do not do anything. Brother Kang, let's not sell this."

"Yes, Dunhuang never touches drugs." Wei Kang said, "I have an ideal. Although our society has laws and police, many bad people are good at exploiting loopholes in the law, doing everything they want but getting away with. So I want to establish a secret organization that upholds justice and maintains a corner where the law cannot take care of. Are you willing to join?"
Chapter completed!