Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"I don't know. Brian and his son don't trust me that much. Only they know the password."

Eugene denied it. The password was his last trump card and he couldn't reveal it easily.

"Don't worry about the password. Just take me to the warehouse."

Shen Qiubai glanced at his lover lying on the ground in agony and said to Eugene, "Don't you want to save your woman? And your children, they look so cute, it would be a pity if they died."

"I'll take you to the warehouse, can you let our family go?"

Eugene asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course, I believe in Buddhism and I don't kill easily."

Shen Qiubai smiled slightly, but Eugene couldn't see it because he covered his face.

Eugene didn't think about it for too long, because his lover was dying, and he was also worried that Shen Qiubai would really do something to the two children, so he had to compromise.

Shen Qiubai gave his lover the antidote, and the pain immediately subsided. The lover leaned weakly on Eugene and looked at Shen Qiubai in fear.

Eugene comforted his lover and took Shen Qiubai to the warehouse.

"The warehouse is in the desert. Old Brian has buried a ton of explosives and the most advanced detection radar. Anyone who enters will be locked and then shot dead by the guards."

On the way, Eugene talked about the layout of the warehouse. It was designed completely according to the military warehouse, and a platoon of mercenaries were hired to guard it, so the defense was very strict.

"Besides fighter planes, what else is there in the warehouse?" Shen Qiubai asked.

Eugene was silent for a few seconds, then answered, "A large amount of weapons, enough to equip three divisions. The Brians are machine tool dealers on the surface, but they are actually arms dealers. They mainly supply local armed forces in Southeast Asia, and they also have some business in the Middle East."

Shen Qiubai was not surprised. Ordinary machine tool dealers could not have fighter jets. Only arms dealers had them.

He didn't expect that there would be so many weapons in the warehouse. It seemed that Brian and his son were definitely not ordinary arms dealers. They had gained a lot from this trip to the United States.

Xia Qingqing was also in the car. She didn't understand English very well and felt sleepy while listening.

Eugene drove for two hours. The scenery on the roadside became more and more desolate, and there were fewer and fewer trees. He entered the desert area. After getting off the car, the high temperature of the ground was enough to burn his feet.

Xia Qingqing looked around and saw only endless yellow sand and huge cacti, but no buildings.

"Underground."

Eugene explained that he walked into a large cactus forest, and under one of the cacti, he stepped hard three times, and a dark entrance appeared on the ground.

"There are 20 guards in total, ten during the day and ten at night. They all listen to Brian and his son."

Eugene looked at Shen Qiubai and his mind started to work.

At first he was afraid, afraid that Shen Qiubai would kill their whole family, but now he is not afraid anymore, instead he has a crazy idea.

Shen Qiubai didn't think about it for too long, and let Eugene lead the way and go in first.

With Eugene around, the guards would be blinded for at least three minutes, which was enough time for him to operate.

"I'll help you attract the guards. You have to be quick or we'll all die."

Eugene actively cooperated.

Shen Qiubai gave him a cold look, and Eugene felt a chill on his neck. He walked obediently in front, and Xia Qingqing and Shen Qiubai followed behind. They wore wigs and glasses and put on makeup. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that they were Chinese.

After walking about ten meters, they ran into a fully armed man. He greeted Eugene, glanced at Shen Qiubai and Xia Qingqing, and asked who they were.

"The boss's VIP client, come and look at the weapons."

Eugene explained calmly. The big man looked suspicious and wanted to ask more questions, but his eyes blurred and he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He turned into a corpse.

Shen Qiubai broke his neck in less than a minute.

Eugene's legs trembled involuntarily. He thought Shen Qiubai really believed in Buddhism, but he didn't know that he killed people faster than killing chickens.

He couldn't help but touch his neck. His carotid artery was beating briskly, and he felt much more at ease.

"go!"

Shen Qiubai dragged the body to a corner and asked Eugene to continue leading the way.

The warehouse is very large. Eugene said that the ten guards patrol once an hour and rest in the room the rest of the time. They will not come out unless the alarm sounds.

It's not patrol time now. The guard just went to the toilet and was unlucky enough to be caught.

Eugene took them to the guard's lounge, the door was ajar and sounds of laughter could be heard.

Xia Qingqing took out a bamboo tube and blew it into the room. Inside the tube was a powerful drug she had prepared. Just a little bit was enough to knock out an elephant.

"Three, two, one... down!"

As soon as Xia Qingqing finished speaking, there was a sound of someone falling to the ground, and a loud bang against the tables and chairs.

Eugene's face turned pale. Everything that had happened since he entered the warehouse was beyond his understanding. Were these two Orientals wizards?

Shen Qiubai broke the necks of the nine guards, leaving none alive.

Cold sweat broke out on Youjin's forehead and his legs shook uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you!"

Shen Qiubai patted his shoulder soothingly. He really didn't like killing and he always did it out of necessity.

Eugene was not comforted. He led the way tremblingly and soon arrived at the warehouse door.

"Enter the password!" Shen Qiubai ordered.

"Oh!"

Eugene obediently entered the password, which he had obtained with great difficulty.

The door opened.

Inside were rows of shelves filled with weapons and mountains of boxes that Eugene said were bullets.

The fighter plane was packed in two boxes. It was not actually a complete fighter plane, but the main components were all there, and there was also a complete set of drawings, which was enough for Chinese scientists to study.

"You go to work."

Shen Qiubai opened the box and checked it. After confirming that it was a fighter plane, he asked Eugene to go to work.

Eugene was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic at having survived the disaster. He couldn't believe it. Are they really going to let him go?

Then something was stuffed in his mouth. It tasted fragrant and sweet, his favorite honey flavor. It melted as soon as it entered his mouth and slid down his throat into his stomach.

Eugene looked terrified and reached up to cover his throat, trying to vomit.

"Tell him that if he doesn't take the antidote, he will have a heart attack and die in a month."

Xia Qingqing clapped her hands and asked Shen Qiubai to translate.

Shen Qiubai translated it and added a few more words: "As long as you are obedient, I will give you the antidote and you can live to 99."

Eugene's face turned pale. He had heard that China was a very mysterious country with many wizards who could concoct strange poisons. He thought it was a rumor before, but now he believed it.

"I will definitely be obedient and will never betray you."

Eugene always knew when to act and immediately expressed his loyalty.

"Now go to work, the Brians, and you figure out how to handle it yourself."

Shen Qiubai didn't want Eugene's life. If he died, he would become too big a target and would easily attract the attention of the United States.

Eugene pretended not to hear. He was thinking about something, and finally, he made up his mind.

"You are so powerful, can you kill Brian and his son? As long as they are dead, I can control the company. If you want to buy weapons in the future, I will definitely give you the best price."

On the way here, Eugene thought so. He didn't want to work for Bryan and his son all his life, and he didn't want to spend his life with that fat and ugly woman. He felt disgusted at the sight of that woman, and lying on the same bed with her every night was more painful for him than torture.

He endured this life worse than death for ten years.