After a night's rest, they woke up early the next morning and drove to Desert Coast Storage Company.
"Which one should we start with?" Big Quinn asked while eating his sandwich. Godzilla was wolfing down his food and had no time to talk.
Li Du said, "Let's start with the 16th. May God bless us with a good harvest."
Hans laughed slyly, "Our harvest this time is pretty good. We've already earned a lot of money."
He was referring to the Spirit of Ecstasy and the umbrella. Both of them were new goods. If they were handled properly, they could easily sell for 40,000 dollars.
Originally, he had only come to join the Hundred Thousand Club. In the end, he had earned 40,000 dollars. Hans was very satisfied with the harvest.
Li Du opened the storage unit door. Big Quinn and Godzilla finished their food and started working.
Working with two people was faster and more efficient than working with one person. It was not as simple as one plus one equals two. The efficiency of two people working together was much faster than two people working alone.
In particular, Big Quinn used to work as a cleaner, so he was able to pick up the work quickly. He was even more experienced than Godzilla.
Unit 16 contained the chassis of a car and the skeleton of a mechanical tool. It was difficult for one person to move them, but it was much easier for two people to work together.
Li Du asked, "What did you find?" Hans squatted at the door and studied it.
He shrugged. "No results. These things are not worth much. They're all old ATV chassis and skeleton. They can't be assembled. Even if they could be assembled, there's no market for them."
As he spoke, he kicked the skeleton of the car in front of him. The skeleton was rusty and almost fell apart when he kicked it.
Li Du pointed to the big wooden box at the back and said, "Open that one. I'm very interested in what's inside."
Godzilla and Big Quinn went up to open the wooden box. The thick, black barrel was exposed.
Seeing the barrel, the two of them said almost in unison, "Boss, a cannon!"
Li Du quickly walked in and asked, "What cannon?"
Godzilla used both his arms to carry the barrel out. It was made of pure steel and was especially heavy. Even with the strength of the big Mexican man, he had to hold it until his face was red and he was panting heavily to move it.
Seeing the barrel, Hans's eyes lit up. He shouted, "God, this is good stuff! Quick, quick, this is good stuff. It has other parts. Where are the other parts? "
The four of them worked together and found the steel parts, the carriage, and the wheels.
Looking at these things, Hans touched the cold barrel and said, "Oh my god, this is a real cannon. This is not a model or a toy, this is a real cannon!"
Li Du nodded. "Yes, this is the God of War. I think it looks like a trench mortar. What do you guys think?"
Godzilla said, "It's the trench mortar. It was very popular before the First World War, but it has become rare since then."
Hans said, "Let's assemble it first. Guys, let's assemble it. If there's no problem with it, and I mean, if we can assemble it into a complete cannon, then we'll be rich!"
The four of them quickly got to work. Although they had never worked with cannons before, the craftsmanship of the trench mortar was not complicated. The small parts were still on top, and they just needed to assemble it.
They first assembled the base, set it up on the wheels, and then installed the cannon barrel on it.
While installing the barrel, a saber fell out of it.
Hans unsheathed the knife from its scabbard. The blade inside the scabbard still gleamed coldly, and it was smeared with calf oil. It was obvious that the previous owner had maintained it very well.
"What kind of knife is this?" Li Du asked.
Hans said, "Bayonet."
Li Du wanted to roll his eyes. Of course, he knew that it was a bayonet. He could tell just by looking at the back seat. He still had some military knowledge.
The handle of the knife was hollow, which made it easy to insert into a rifle. The blade was shiny, and the back of the knife had a row of ferocious serrated teeth. It looked very ferocious.
Li Du took the bayonet, looked at it, and then passed it to Big Quinn. "This knife suits you very well."
Big Quinn touched his head in embarrassment. "If I were to appear on the street with this knife, I might be treated as a terrorist by the anti-terrorism police."
As they were joking, there was a sudden crash from outside. The Iron Knight at the entrance shook violently.
Seeing this, Li Du panicked. A car had hit the Iron Knight.
He hurriedly ran out and saw the back of an old blue Matvey hit the front of the Iron Knight, smashing one of the headlights.
The Matvey was a multi-purpose MPV, owned by Volkswagen. It was rare in the United States. Although it was considered a business vehicle, it was considered a van in the United States.
In particular, the old Matvey was not worth much. It was rarely used for business. Most of them were used to transport passengers from the slums or for the poor to travel.
Seeing the old car smashing the front of his brand new truck, Li Du was distressed. He called out, "Hey, buddy, what's going on?"
The doors of the Matvey opened. More than ten tall, burly Eastern European lads with deep eye sockets and high noses jumped out. Then someone opened the door of the passenger seat, and a burly man with thick body hair stepped out slowly.
Seeing these people, Li Du instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Hans followed them out. Seeing so many people, he asked curiously, "Sh * t, is there a dimensional door in Mainway? Where did these people come from? "
The burly man with thick body hair appeared and spat. Then he pointed at the Iron Knight and said, "Whose car is this?"
Li Du said, "It's ours. Why did you hit our car?"
The burly man spat again and said contemptuously, "We hit your car? Are you trying to blackmail us? It was your truck that was in the way. This is your responsibility, do you understand? It's your responsibility! "
Seeing this, Li Du understood. He laughed coldly and said, "You're here to cause trouble?"
The burly man did not beat around the bush. He said fiercely, "We're here to demand justice! You saw it. Our car was damaged by your car. You have to pay for the repairs! "
Li Du narrowed his eyes and asked, "How much?"
The burly man raised his index finger and said, "Fair price, ten thousand dollars!"
Li Du wanted to laugh. D * mn, this was blatant extortion. Not to mention that they had hit his car, even if he had really hit their car, it would not cost him ten thousand dollars.
In the United States, cars were too cheap. This kind of old Matvey could not even sell for ten thousand dollars. In fact, not to mention ten thousand dollars, even if it could sell for a thousand dollars, it would be a miracle.
Hans took off his clothes and said, "Alright, you're here to cause trouble? Then let's cut the crap and get to work! "
The lads behind the burly man started to get agitated. Someone shouted in broken English, "Brothers, let's smash this place! Smash it together with the people! "
There was no way this could end peacefully. These people were here to cause trouble.
Without hesitation, Li Du turned around and shouted, "Godzilla, Big Quinn, get your weapons and come out!"
Rumble! The sound of iron wheels rolling on the cement floor was heard.
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