Chapter 845 I, the Mountain King, Make Money!
On the deserted road on the border of the three continents, three hammermen were driven forward.
Just like when they were driven here.
Occasionally, someone who runs too slowly will be hit hard and fly forward very far.
Inside the chariot, there was laughter and laughter, and several mercenaries sang tunes from their hometown, twisting and turning in the small compartment.
Zhuang Buyuan crossed his legs and watched them laughing.
However, some mercenaries were not too relieved and said to Zhuang Buyuan: "Your Majesty, they...shouldn't default on their debts again."
"What are you afraid of?" Zhuang Buyuan waved his hand, "If they refuse to pay, we will throw these hammer people back. Not only will we throw back these hammer people, we will throw all the hammer people in the world to them!"
"The king is mighty!" the mercenaries shouted.
Near the border, the three states have accumulated a large number of troops. Not long after, the checkpoint of Liumang State appeared in front.
They saw a chariot rushing over, and just as they were about to stop the chariot, someone suddenly noticed something was wrong and shouted: "Run!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw several Hammermen, howling and rushing up. The hammers at the checkpoint were hammered to pieces. All kinds of weapons were poured on them, which only aroused the Hammermen's anger.
"Report, there is a Hammer invasion, report..."
Before they could issue a warning, the chariots were already driving the Hammermen past the checkpoint.
When a large number of Liumangzhou troops appeared on the opposite side, the chariot accelerated again, braving the enemy's artillery fire, and advanced to the vicinity of the military camp. After confirming that the Hammers had entered the Liumangzhou camp, they prepared to evacuate.
The military equipment of Liumang State is almost the best in the east-central region. They have a large number of weapons from Nut State, and their combat effectiveness is almost as good as that of the regular army of Nut State.
In the East and Central region, they almost always rely on their superior armaments and powerful combat effectiveness to overwhelm the enemy. Countless times they defeat the enemy with less, and the enemy retreats steadily, crying for his father and mother.
But today, even with all their strength, they couldn't keep this chariot.
I saw this chariot painted with exaggerated advertisements, being chased and intercepted by many chariots in their military camp, running wildly to break through, knocking over and destroying several chariots, and turning around and drifting away with smoke and flames all over it. go.
I wave my sleeves and don't take away a single cloud.
"Ahahahaha!"
"marvelous!"
"Look at the faces of these people, hahahahaha!"
“I really want to record them!”
Back at the old factory, a group of people got off the chariot and laughed non-stop.
It was so enjoyable just now. They had never been so enjoyable in their entire lives.
"Your Majesty, where did you get this big guy? It's amazing!" A mercenary reached out and caressed the chariot lovingly, "She is such a beautiful girl! Hot! So hot! I really want to Marry her! I’m going to sleep in it tonight!”
"Of course I bought it." Zhuang Buyuan pointed at the advertisement painted on the side.
A mercenary took out his mobile phone and checked online. He suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Hey, this car... is so expensive?"
Zhuang Buyuan really didn't know how much Lao Honglong priced this car. He raised his head and said, "It's not expensive."
Lao Banglong’s price for a tank is 8.88 million knives.
"Isn't it expensive?" Sampras next to him simply didn't know what to say. "Your Majesty, this is just a tank, a tank without weapons! The most advanced and expensive tank in the world now, The Jaguar only costs 7 million dollars!"
Zhuang Buyuan blinked. He really had no idea about this kind of thing. After all, every time he extorted money, it was far more than these.
In fact, the pricing is really high.
What does $8.88 million mean? That kind of old tank with five pairs of road wheels was produced half a century ago. If sold to allies in the East and Central region, it will basically be sold as scrap metal. Most of the time, it is not as expensive as a high-end civilian car. , one car costs one million state dollars.
The latest main tank in the state only costs tens of millions.
And to be honest, even a small machinery factory in the state can produce such a technical tank as long as it has the equipment and drawings.
As for Lao Banglong, it is basically just a negligible amount of rust gold blended into the steel, and then sprayed with a layer of rust gold coating, as well as an advertisement for blue stone leaf sap...
Do you dare to sell it for 8.88 million, or a knife?
Is this selling scrap metal or advertising?
Who gave him the courage?
Everyone discussed the chariot animatedly for a while, and Zhuang Buyuan said to Sampras: "Sampras, please call that number again."
"What?" Sampras asked.
"I, the Mountain King, make money!"
Sampras called, but nothing was said. After a moment of silence, he hung up the phone.
The mercenaries were so happy that they temporarily forgot about their previous life and death, or their joys and sorrows. They got a few bottles of beer from somewhere and drank to celebrate.
A mercenary helped Zhuang Buyuan sit on the "Iron Throne", knelt down on one knee, held beer in both hands and offered: "My King, please accept my allegiance!"
Zhuang Buyuan was amused by his antics, and he suddenly felt that the word "king" seemed to sound more noble when spoken in English.
Zhuang Buyuan refused to drink, and simply left Orion in charge. He returned to the manor, ran to Lao Honglong, and asked: "How is it? How is it? Does anyone want to buy it?"
"Manager, how do you promote it? You just received four orders!"
"Only four?" Zhuang Buyuan was a little disappointed, "Whose orders are these?"
If such a powerful car doesn't order 1,800 units, is it worthy of his advertising?
"There are already a lot!" Lao Banglong said, "We have just opened, so it would be good to have orders. Besides, it is better for those hammermen to make such orders just by knocking on them. It is better than letting them idle. Originally It’s just scrap metal, wouldn’t it be nice to be able to sell it for money? If you sell one, you’ll make a profit!”
Zhuang Buyuan took a look at the order and found that it was indeed two vehicles from Bozhou and two from Liumangzhou.
"The one from Liumang Prefecture will suppress him for a few days first." Zhuang Buyuan said, this Liumang Prefecture's munitions must be to deal with the Hammer Man. If they let them drive the Hammer Man away, how can he ask for money?
Zhuang Buyuan was eating from the bowl, thinking about what was in the pot, making money from Party A and Party B, making money at 360 degrees without any blind spots.
The people who killed Liumangzhou probably never imagined that it was Zhuang Buyuan who drove the hammer, and it was also Zhuang Buyuan who sold the arms.
"Business is so good, we have to find a way to develop some new products." Because he made money, Old Banglong became very enthusiastic. The Xunlian people may like to make arms in their hearts.
Zhuang Buyuan was discussing with Lao Honglong what weapons to develop next, when his expression suddenly changed: "No! My trumpet is in danger!"
Turn around and run.
"village owner...village owner?" Old Honglong was holding a chariot illustration for Zhuang Buyuan to choose, but Zhuang Buyuan ran away.
At the border of Liumang Prefecture, two bombers flew over the sky.
"The target vehicle has been locked. Please give instructions whether to launch or not!"
"Yes, launch!"
"Whoosh whoosh." Several missiles flew out and hit the abandoned factory building below.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" Several mushroom clouds rose into the sky, and the abandoned factory building below had disappeared into the sea of fire.