Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 95

  Chapter 95 The big landlord from the small town

Of course, An Feng was playing for real, but it was a bit exaggerated to say it directly... After everyone recovered, An Feng expressed his thoughts: "I bought the land on the south bank of Mo Lake, and I plan to It will be used as a hunting ground and woodland, and it is planned to invest in a gun shop to facilitate communication among gun lovers.”

An Feng focused on hunting grounds and gun friends. Eve had done his homework beforehand, and now he is following what he likes. In such a small town, and in a tough place like Texas, farmers' spare time activities are not playing with guns. It's just hunting, so what he said should be able to gain favorability points.

  After hearing An Feng's thoughts, the old Mike said strangely: "Buy a piece of land just for occasional hunting? The thinking of you rich people is really incomprehensible."

  An Feng smiled: "How about it, are you interested?"

  Old Mike shook his head: "No, this is a gun store passed down from my father. Someone once wanted to buy my gun license at a high price and was rejected."

An Feng said: "It's not what you think, I mean, the gun shop is still managed by you, and I'm only in charge of investment, and then change to a more spacious place to operate, expand the scale of the gun shop, it is best to have a standard The shooting range, as for other things, it is completely up to you."

  Old Mike said: "You want to say that we cooperate and then operate in another place?"

An Feng looked around: "Of course, don't you think this place is a bit small? At least build an outdoor shooting range of about 5,000 square meters? Then expand the store by two or three times, add a few shelves in that corner, and An area that sells specialty clothing, boots, cowboy hats, that sort of thing.”

   "By the way, I also want to hire a few cowboys, or forestry workers, but they should be common, right? I feel that cowboys are good at all kinds of things!"

   "We love to hear that!" The cowboys who came to join in the fun said proudly.

An Feng looked at the old Mike who was already moved. He thought about it carefully, and said in English with a regional accent: "The ink lake is a big land, and the location is good. If you want to be a forest farm, you have to hire a lot of people. workers, or a mixed operation of livestock and forest farms is more suitable."

  Although the answer was irrelevant to the question, An Feng still expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for your proposal."

  Old Mike continued: "How much do you plan to invest? It takes a lot of money to build a big gun shop."

   "Is it enough to invest one million temporarily?" An Feng said.

  Old Mike nodded: "It's enough. Although you can't buy a few thousand guns, it's more than enough to double the scale, but the labor cost for expansion is very high."

  At this time, a clerk spoke in Spanish: "We can hire those Mexicans to do it. Their labor cost is two-thirds of that of the construction company."

  An Feng also said in Spanish: "Is the quality guaranteed?"

   Everyone looked at An Feng in surprise. They thought it was rare for this yellow man to speak fluent English, but they didn't expect that he was still proficient in Spanish.

The clerk smiled sheepishly: "You speak Spanish really well. But of course, the quality of the construction of the Mexicans is the same as that of the local residents, and the speed is faster. And the outdoor shooting range is not a residence, so there is no need to Pay too much attention to quality issues, and do a good job of safety protection.”

  Old Mike said, "Besides the gun shop, I think you need a land steward?"

   "Yes, I don't often live here." An Feng said.

   "Then I recommend someone, Lawrence. He is a skilled old cowboy, trustworthy, and is currently looking for a job. If you need it, I can call him over."

   "It's troublesome." An Feng said.

Old Mike picked up his trendy touch-screen computer and chatted in a chattering voice. After a while, an old cowboy who was about his age and dressed in the same jeans and long-sleeved shirt came in, hugged Old Mike with a smile, and then The two sides knew each other: "This is Lawrence, an experienced cowboy."

   "Nice to meet you, Lawrence!" An Feng also shook hands with him.

  Lawrence smiled: "It's really time for you to buy this land. This land is very good. It can be used as both a residential area and a mountain area. It may appreciate in value in the future."

   "Haha, I'm so glad you said that." An Feng smiled and sat down with them.

  After getting to know each other, everyone gets to the point and makes suggestions on cooperation matters. An Feng's idea is to choose the address of the gun shop next to the highway. First, the transportation is convenient. Although there are few residents in Buchanandan, there are still many scattered residents nearby, which consumes a lot of guns and ammunition. Second, private land, He can mark out a large part, and the shooting range is next to the hillside, without the need for additional safety walls.

  Lawrence's suggestion is that at least three forest managers are needed, and some beef cattle can be considered in the flat areas along the river, and two to three cowboys are needed. He felt that it would be too wasteful to just use such a good land as a hunting ground, and even areas close to roads and rivers were the first choice for residential areas.

An Feng doesn't know anything about woodland breeding at all. He bought the land on impulse just to play hunting, but it's okay. The location of this land is very good, and a new residential area is forming in the vicinity, so he put For a period of time, it would not be a loss to change hands.

  This can be regarded as a kind of land investment.

Old Mike and Lawrence were left to handle other matters. Anfeng flew back to sign the contract with the land agent, arranged for a lawyer to look over it, and paid 20 million US dollars by bank transfer, and then returned to Buchanan to sign a contract with Old Mike and pay Give him 1.3 million US dollars, of which 1 million is used for the purchase of guns and ammunition, and 300,000 is the cost of expansion. The high labor cost in the United States is reflected here. If it is a domestic construction team, the price can be reduced by at least one-third, the speed can be increased by 50%, and the quality is equivalent.

  After dealing with these matters, An Feng's account balance plummeted from the original 50 million to more than 30 million. The speed of spending money is really terrifying. However, he did not expect at the beginning that several industries have partners, and the money he paid has been reduced by 30 to 40%, so the remaining money will naturally be more.

  He doesn't care about these anymore, he has spent a lot of time investing in it, and now he will go to the gun shop to have a good time. The first is automatic weapons. In the words of old Mike, these licenses have been obtained as early as his father's time. Not to mention automatic weapons, if you go up a level, you can open your own workshop to make guns.

   But...the difference is not big now, the gun shop is all his.

  An Feng found a lot of good stuff, the classic M16 rifle of the US military, the gun king AK47, and the .50 caliber M2 heavy machine gun, that is, the guy on the roof of the US military Humvee. M249 light machine gun, Remington MSR sniper rifle, and some large-caliber sniper rifles, McMillan's TAC-50 and so on.

   These are either fully automatic or large bore and are rarely seen in California.

An Feng carried these guys on his shoulders and went to the small shooting range at the back to try them one by one. The automatic weapon was frantically playing with the trigger, and the bullets were fired in a few seconds. In automatic mode, the bullets fly out like flowing water when the trigger is pulled.

  If the M16 is not fun, replace it with an AK-47. If you don't need a 30-round magazine, replace it with a drum magazine with a capacity of 60 or 70 rounds, and shoot the gun at the target. Before I was satisfied, I switched to the M249 light machine gun, smashed the human-shaped target into pieces, and dropped the shell casings all over the floor. He also wanted to try a heavy machine gun, but this guy was too lethal and the environment was not suitable. In the end, he switched to an anti-material sniper rifle to experience the scene where a shot is like a thunderstorm.

  TAC-50 is a 12.7mm anti-materiel weapon. Compared with Barrett's M82 series, it is not very well-known, because the US military only buys it in small quantities—but it is used as a custom weapon for SEALs: Mk15-MOD0-SASR. Seals also used the M82 series at the beginning, but unfortunately the accuracy could not keep up with the requirements of special forces. The TAC-50 is much stronger. It once hit a hit record of 2,430 meters and knocked down a terrorist who was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

  An Feng thought about using this gun to hunt. It is estimated that even a bear could be torn in half.

  An Feng spent the whole afternoon playing with guns, at least thousands of rounds of ammunition were consumed in the shooting range. This speed made the shop assistant dumbfounded. The character of BOSS is no less than that of the people of Texas. They can't stop playing with guns, and their skills are not bad. Occasionally, the accuracy rate is very high.

Having played enough and tired of playing, An Feng put the big guy on his back, crossed two light machine guns on his back, his body was covered with bullet chains, and he had a pistol on each leg. Equipped with a sniper rifle, wearing a hat and sunglasses, and took several cool photos one after another.

   Then upload to the space, micro = blog. Since he came to the United States, some people have paid attention to his movements. If these photos with full firepower are uploaded, they will definitely be envious of those military warriors who can only touch nail clippers... An Feng clicked upload with malice, staring at the screen and grinning.

  (end of this chapter)

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