Luo Hongwu led Lin Fei and Wang Yibo into the warehouse on his farm, then opened the hidden door to the basement.
"This is my armory. I'll grab a few weapons in a moment and teach you how to use them."
Luo Hongwu limped inside.
Lin Fei and Wang Yibo followed him in.
Seeing all kinds of guns hanging on the walls, Lin Fei froze, completely stunned.
There were more than a dozen different types of pistols alone.
There were also more than a dozen hunting rifles, submachine guns, and rifles, as well as more powerful grenade launchers and shotguns.
Wang Yibo had lived in California for many years and had handled guns himself. He even kept a pistol at home.
But this was the first time he'd seen so many guns.
"Peter, you've got quite the stockpile. There's enough here to outfit a whole squad."
Peter didn't answer. He simply took a pistol off the wall and tossed it to Lin Fei, who was gaping in amazement.
"Don't just stand there. Pick whichever kind you want to learn."
"This box has pistol ammo, and this one has rifle ammo. Carry them upstairs yourselves."
After a brief pause, Lin Fei asked, "Which kind of gun is better for an assassination?"
The Blood Wolf Gang had a lot of men in Nanli City. There was no way he could take them on head-on, all by himself.
The best way to get revenge was to strike from the shadows and make sure they couldn't find him.
Luo Hongwu knew the performance of these pistols like the back of his hand.
"The one in your hand is a Beretta M9. It holds 15 rounds, has an effective range of 50 meters, and a rate of fire of 35 rounds per minute."
"The M9's