Two days later, Hu Yueyan got his passport and air ticket. Li Yifan's passport was a Xiangjiang passport, which showed that he was a college student in Xiangjiang. This matter was simply a pediatrics for Hu Yueyan. The authenticity of the passport was completely unquestionable. Li Yifan was even sure that even if the other party found Xiangjiang based on this passport, he would find out his authenticity and fabricate a person's origin. For people like Hu Yueyan, it was really too pediatrics.

Originally, people of Hu Yueyan's level did not need to come forward by themselves for such a minor operation. But this time, it may be because they were worried about Li Yifan or other reasons. Hu Yueyan led the team himself this time, but the team was a bit miserable. There were only two of them on the plane, and they were sitting far away, as if they were strangers they didn't know.

He was on Air China's plane or economy class, but Li Yifan, who was tall and powerful, was very frustrated. If it weren't for the sake of being inconspicuous, he even wanted to pay for the upgrade to get to the first class by himself.

The plane arrived in Jakarta at around 11:00 in the morning. At this time, the capital was already in early winter. However, Jakarta is indeed a sultry tropical scene. When he got off the plane, he looked green and looked at it. It did not make Li Yifan feel much better. To be honest, what affected his mood was the dark Indonesians on the street. Li Yifan had no good feelings for these guys who raised their swords to his compatriots.

The ones picked up the plane were two local Chinese, short and dark. If it weren't for the Mandarin language with Fujian-Guangdong accents, Li Yifan even suspected that they were locals.

The two of them drove a semi-new Accord. The country was running all over the streets, mostly used cars from Japan. This way, the car was not eye-catching when walking on the streets.

I got into the car, drove the air conditioner, and left the stuffy and humid weather. It immediately made Li Yifan's spirit feel refreshed.

"These two are my local friends. This is Xiao Li, the one who drives is Lao Tao, and this is 'awl'."

Hu Yueyan gave a brief introduction to Li Yifan, but when introducing Li Yifan, he did not introduce his real name, but just used a nickname "Awl" that he gave him casually.

Li Yifan and the two nodded. Xiao Li and Lao Tao also turned their heads and nodded at him, revealing their white teeth.

"It's a pity if you don't go to be a star. Why do you have to do this business?"

Listening to the slight regret of the two of them, Li Yifan was a little surprised. But he soon calmed down. After all, if a guy like Hu Yueyan didn't develop a few local insiders here, it would be impossible.

And Xiao Li and Lao Tao are certainly the local peripheral personnel who are making a living with Hu Yueyan.

Because he was the first time he arrived, in the idea of ​​not attracting attention, Li Yifan began to close his eyes and rest. Hu Yueyan and the two kept talking nonstop.

The car quickly drove into a residential area, but from the Chinese signs all over the street and the people who were connected to both sides, who would occasionally appear to communicate in Minnan or Cantonese, you can guess that this should be a local community where Chinese people live.

Lao Tao drove the car to the back of a three-story building, then stopped the car and took the two of them to the building. This is a hotel run by local Chinese and is not eye-catching.

Needless to mention the conditions and equipment of the hotel, it can only be described as dilapidated. However, living here is the most suitable for Li Yifan and Hu Yueyan, because it is relatively safe and does not attract attention.

When he arrived in the room, Hu Yueyan opened his suitcase and took out a lot of small gifts from China, including tea, fake leather bags and other small gifts. He handed them over to Xiao Li and Lao Tao. The two of them were very happy after receiving these gifts. Obviously, these two people did not live a very prosperous life.

"Have you contacted me?"

Xiao Li ordered some takeout from outside, and everyone ate in the room. After a while of greeting, Hu Yueyan asked Lao Tao to arrive.

"Well, I've already contacted it. It's the Asuman. He has agreed to prepare the stock for us. You can rest for a while and take you over to pick up the stock in the evening."

Li Yifan didn't know what goods they were talking about, but he knew it was definitely not simple.

"Is that person safe?"

Li Yifan asked, to be honest, he felt a little sick when he heard the Indonesian name. These guys are not ordinary, untrustworthy, so you have to be careful when dealing with them.

Lao Tao had a certain degree of suspicion about this young newcomer, but when he saw him suddenly interject, he was quite satisfied with his vigilance.

"Don't worry, he doesn't dare to lie to us. We have traded with them many times and are very familiar with them."

Lao Tao's answer still cannot reassure Li Yifan. He has suffered several losses from Indonesians, so he has always been wary of these guys.

Although he didn't know what Hu Yueyan planned to take from the other party, since everyone was going together tonight, he decided to be careful.

"Is there a guy?"

Li Yifan asked again, Lao Tao frowned, and Xiao Li raised his eyebrows a few times and glanced at Li Yifan a few times, but Hu Yueyan didn't say anything. Li Yifan's vigilance made him feel very satisfied.

To be honest, he was simply curious about this guy. Although this kid has not joined the organization and has not been trained so far, how can he be so experienced in speaking and doing things?

If Hu Yueyan hadn't touched this guy before, he wouldn't believe even if he was beaten to death. This kid is still a student, not a special agent who has been specially trained.

Although Lao Tao was not very willing, under Hu Yueyan's eyebrows and eyes, he still took a luggage bag from the next door and unzipped it.

When Li Yifan saw that there were a few trolls inside, the conditions of several trolls were both used to be fresh and old, and there were many models. There were six of them in the US military-style m9, two of them in the pt92 of his cousins ​​to Taurus, Brazil, and one of them in the old classic m1911 of the US military.

The guns looked like they had been through a long battle formation, but fortunately they were well maintained. Once they unzipped the zipper, they could smell the heavy gun oil coming from their bag. It seemed that Lao Tao and the others usually maintained these pistols quite well.

The domestic installation fee for Indonesia is not very good, because there are many islands in China and there are also many ethnic groups. In many tropical rainforests, there are pure anti-government armed forces, so this country is not very strict in controlling guns.

And because there is a lot of corruption here, black forces are rampant, and although guns cannot be said to be rampant, there are definitely many.

And if you are serious here, you will definitely be able to form a world gun expo. From the m1903 during World War I to the most popular m4a1 at present, let alone the pistol gods. From the wheel of the last century to the popular Glock, you can get it as long as you have money.

However, it is hard to say the quality of Indonesians, especially those who play guns. Many guns are not well maintained. In addition, the climate here is hot and the air humidity is high, so no matter what good guns are, if they are not well maintained here, problems will easily arise.

Li Yifan suffered such losses several times in his previous life. This time, because he had to be vigilant, he was even more careless. He had to bring a few weapons that could protect himself and feel at ease before he was willing to go out.

He first picked up the m1911 and looked at it. The gun was old and the baked blue on it had fallen out. He removed the magazine, cleared the magazine, then disassembled the pistol, looked at the rifle inside, and fortunately it could be seen that the gun had not been fired several times. Although it was older outside, the barrel was well maintained. There was not much residue of gunpowder after it was fired, and the rifle was relatively clear.

He tried the spring again, and the strength was quite good. He assembled the entire gun together, pulled the bolt and moved it a few times, and tried the strength of the counterattack. It was quite okay. Li Yifan was quite satisfied with the gun, so he put the gun in his arms.

Then I picked up a Taurus pt92 and checked it. As the cousin of the US military's current standard pistol M9, Taurus pt92 may not be very famous in China, but in the vast Asian, African and Latin America, especially in South America and Southeast Asia, this gun is still very popular. The reason is very simple, the price is cheap and the quantity is sufficient, so this kind of pistol is flooded in the underground markets in South America and Southeast Asia.

Especially those black forces who often engage in drug smuggling business, they like this gun very much.

"Haha, I'm pretty good at picking it. That 1911 saves some use, there are not many bullets."

Seeing Li Yifan's skillful action of dismantling and inspecting guns, Lao Tao and Xiao Li were a little stunned, but Hu Yueyan was not surprised at all. To be honest, the young man opposite had already brought him too much surprise.

While he was speaking, he threw a few magazines for Li Yifan and a box of bullets. Two of them were from 1911 and two were pt92. The box of bullets was from 9mm bullets, suitable for pt92. Because 1911 used millimeter bullets with great power, there were not many pistols using such powerful pistol bullets these days, so bullets were not easy to handle, so there were only three magazines.

Li Yifan took the bullet and nodded to Hu Yueyan: "You are chatting, I'll go back and rest."

As he said that, he went to the room next door, leaving only the stunned Lao Tao and Xiao Li, and the wry smiled Hu Yueyan.

"Is this handsome guy cool?"

It took a long time for Lao Tao to come back to his senses and said to Hu Yueyan, and Hu Yueyan could only smile bitterly and flip his hands.

"Young people today, you also know that they are all this virtue..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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