"Great Demon Li: $500! Do you think I've never seen a shell before? What kind of gun is it? Don't tell me it's a 50mm mortar."
"I Have A Big Black Sausage: Of course... of course not!"
The crooked businessman Chaka let out two fake chuckles and discreetly wiped away some cold sweat. If Li Bai hadn't brought it up, he really would have prepared a little 50mm cannon to fob him off. A cannon was a cannon, after all! The Huda Tribe was a tiny little place. Drop a few 50mm grenades on it, and would anyone be left alive?
Five thousand dollars could buy several 50mm mortars.
At that price, every shell was a windfall. Split it fifty-fifty with his cousin, and they'd still make a fortune.
"Great Demon Li: At least a 100mm howitzer. Don't try to fool me. At $500 a shell. If you insist on charging me $5,000, then we're done talking."
Li Bai put pressure on the crooked businessman Chaka Abuluta, who never let friendship get in the way of business.
This heartless crook wouldn't even spare a friend.
"I Have A Big Black Sausage: $2,000. Seriously, that's a fair price. Search Taobao and see if you can find a lower one!"
The crooked businessman Chaka was in full haggling mode, quoting a sky-high price and expecting to settle for less.
Who the hell sold shells on Taobao?
Wouldn't they be asking for trouble?
Anyone charging $2,000 a shell was one of a kind. There was no other seller like him.
"Great Demon Li: I'll sell them to you for $2,000. However many you want, I've got them. I won't go over $800!"
Haggling with a crook was so damn annoying!
If Li Bai hadn't known this old Black man and known he wasn't