Jiang Yan Hai grimaced. He knew guns were expensive here, but this was already ridiculous. Even in a war zone, 500 dollars was considered expensive. Two thousand dollars for an AK, which wasn't even a particularly high-performance gun.
Naturally, they wouldn't choose an AK. Jiang Yan Hai had only casually picked one up to ask about the price. Of course, AKs had their advantages too: AK ammunition was everywhere here. If you were going to fight, AK ammo, parts, and the like were the easiest things to find.
"Let's go. Let's check out some other places," Jiang Yan Hai said casually.
The burly white man didn't stop them. After leaving, Jiang Yan Hai entered several of the neighboring buildings. But after asking around, he fucking realized that the prices really were all about the same.
"Hey, brothers, how was it? I didn't lie to you, did I? Want to buy from me? Mine are definitely the cheapest." The local man popped out again with a grin.
"I'm starting to wonder whether all these places actually belong to the same boss." Jiang Yan Hai pointed at the surrounding buildings.
"Who knows? But your vehicle is too crappy. Want to switch cars? If you buy a car, the guns will be cheaper too, and the prices will definitely be fair," the local man said with a smile.
"Oh? How are you selling them?" Jiang Yan Hai raised an eyebrow.
"A military armored Humvee, 30,000 dollars. What do you think? Oh, right, let me introduce myself. My name is Azabu," the local man said with a beaming smile.
Thirty thousand dollars? Leng Feng and Shao Bing exchanged glances. Converted to RMB, that was less than 300,000. Forget a military armored Humvee—even a domestically produced military armored Mengshi would cost far more than that,