The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Lukaku raised his eyebrows slightly, with a nonchalant look on his face, and then continued to ask: "Let me guess, when did you find this place?"

Ling Jingyu increased his strength to restrain him, still with a faint smile on his face, and said, "We can talk about it when we get back."

Lucas narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Jingyu quietly. Time seemed to freeze for two seconds at this moment.

Then he chuckled softly: "You are very beautiful. I will remember you."

Ling Jingyu frowned slightly, then a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he quickly looked away.

The person in front of him was just a defeated general and was not worth worrying about at all.

On the other side, there was a sudden muffled "bang" sound.

Lucas immediately turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Gavin being thrown to the ground heavily, with two people holding him tightly.

The corners of Lucas' mouth slowly lifted into a faint smile.

He had anticipated this just now. The three of them would definitely not be able to escape today.

Sure enough, everything was as he expected.

Gavin's eyes were burning with rage, mixed with a bit of unwillingness.

The two men who restrained him had frosty and cold expressions.

In comparison, Lucas felt that Ling Jingyu in front of him was more interesting.

He withdrew his gaze from Gavin with interest and focused his eyes on Ling Jingyu beside him again.

Tilting his head slightly, with a seemingly sincere smile on his face and a curious light in his eyes, Lucas asked, "Friend, you are much more interesting than them. What should I call you?"

Ling Jingyu snorted, a hint of impatience flashed across his face. He turned his head slightly, glanced at Lucas, and said, "Not all questions have answers. In your current situation as a prisoner, you are not qualified to ask questions."

Although he seemed calm on the surface, Ling Jingyu was actually already full of vigilance in his heart.

He had just secretly observed this man, and although he had not seen him make a move, he could not easily determine whether the other party really did not know how to fight.

But judging from Lucas's performance, he should be a smart person.

So Ling Jingyu had to be on guard, as the person in front of him might use words to confuse him.

Lucas raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was no anger in his eyes caused by Ling Jingyu's words. On the contrary, the smile on his face became more intense.

He shrugged lightly, which seemed to show Ling Jingyu that he didn't care about his answer, and also seemed to be self-deprecating when he said: "You have a strong personality, I like it. If there were no barriers between the camps, maybe we could become friends."

Lucas actually admired Ling Jingyu's reaction. He could sense that the other party was extremely perceptive and seemed not to want to hear anything more from him.

Ling Jingyu's eyes were always filled with vigilance and disdain. He responded without hesitation: "Don't play the emotional card. If you want to join us, go back and tell our boss."

At the same time, he stared at Lucas closely, as if sternly warning him not to make any small moves.

Seeing this, Lucas laughed softly, with a hint of helplessness and a barely perceptible teasing in his laughter.

He shook his head slightly, a complicated expression flashed across his face, and then he closed his mouth and said no more.

For a moment, the atmosphere around them became quite subtle. The air was filled with tension and a hint of temptation.

Just like the undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake, it is unpredictable and makes people wary.

But looking at the overall picture, there are no major waves and they can be ignored.

Hu Binwen stood at the stairs and looked down cautiously.

After seeing that everything downstairs was calm and there was nothing unusual, his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Hu Binwen turned around and walked into their temporary residence with confidence.

There was a stale smell in the room. The sunlight slanted in through the dusty windows, forming hazy rays of light.

Hu Binwen's eyes revealed concentration and vigilance. He began searching from the corners of the room, slowly opening each drawer and carefully checking whether there was anything hidden inside.

His movements were light and methodical. He sometimes squatted down to check under the bed, and sometimes stood on tiptoe to feel the top of the cabinet.

When he opened a seemingly ordinary wooden box, his eyes suddenly lit up and a corner of a gun was revealed inside.

Sure enough, the product is available.

Hu Binwen raised the corners of his lips slightly and continued to carefully clean up the debris around him.

As the debris was cleared away one by one, the full picture of the box gradually emerged, and he finally found that the box was full of guns, ammunition, knives and other equipment.

He picked up a pistol, weighed it in his hand, felt its weight, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The metal texture of these guns is cold and solid, the ammunition boxes are neatly arranged, and the blades of the knives are shining coldly, showing their good quality.

Hu Binwen secretly estimated in his heart that although these goods were not top-notch, they were not bad either. They were all of medium to upper-middle quality and were sufficient for daily practice.

Thinking of this, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

It was not a wasted trip, was it?

Then he realized that it would be difficult for him to move all the boxes by himself.

So he walked quickly to the door and shouted downstairs, "Two people come up, there are boxes to be carried over here."

After a while, two colleagues hurried up.

As soon as they appeared, their strong and powerful figures were particularly eye-catching, and they naturally exuded a capable aura.

After all, he has been trained, so his figure will naturally not be bad.

When they came to Hu Binwen, their eyes immediately fell on the box on the ground.

Hu Binwen pointed to the boxes on the ground and said, "One box per person, lift them carefully."

These boxes are filled with guns, ammunition, knives and other equipment. It would be troublesome if they were bumped into and caused any accidents.

The two men nodded in agreement, firmly grasped the edge of the box with both hands, and slowly lifted the box up with force.

The two of them walked in front carrying the boxes, and Hu Binwen followed behind carrying the last box downstairs.

When going downstairs, they were also extremely cautious, trying their best to adjust their angles and postures, and take each step steadily to prevent the box from shaking too much.

In fact, as they do things like this more often, they gradually become proficient at it, so they don't spend too much energy and time doing it.

After finishing everything, Hu Binwen was still a little worried, so he went upstairs again to check it carefully.

He checked every corner and made sure nothing was missed before going downstairs with peace of mind.

When they got downstairs, Hu Binwen thought for a moment and said, "Take them to area Y46 first. It's relatively close, and then we'll go eat."

At this time, Lucas suddenly asked: "Leader, do we have food too?"

Hearing this, Hu Binwen looked in the direction of Lucas, and then a smile appeared on his face: "How can I reply if I don't eat? Of course I have."

Of course you have to eat, but you don’t know when to eat.

After hearing the answer, Lucas chuckled softly, his eyebrows curved, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Ian cursed inwardly, seeming very dissatisfied with Lucas's behavior.

Gavin rolled his eyes at him and then quickly looked away, as if they were all ashamed of Lucas's seemingly humble behavior.

However, Lucas didn't care.

So what? Can shame and anger be used to make a living?

After Hu Binwen and Fei Yaoyang explained the situation at the scene, Fei Yaoyang led his men out of the encirclement and went to eat happily.

Puli Restaurant, here we come!

There were few pedestrians on the street outside, and the breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

Hu Binwen led the team along the road. The sunlight shone on them, casting long shadows.

After getting on the car, Hu Binwen made arrangements in an orderly manner.

He first directed two vehicles to escort the boxes to ensure that the dangerous goods could arrive at their destination safely.

Then, he took the other three cars and headed towards the suburbs.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car seemed a little solemn.

Only the hum of the car engine continued, and occasionally a few soft breathing sounds could be heard.