Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei who repeatedly returns from the game

"Um……"

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

The people before him were far from the image of gangsters he had imagined.

They don't have the common tattoos of dragons and tigers, nor do they have the arrogant, domineering and ferocious temperament.

On the contrary, Lu Mingfei was more inclined to believe that they were the boss of a large company and his bodyguard team.

From their behavior and words, one can feel a kind of calmness and confidence, as if they are absolutely sure of their position.

Moreover, they spoke fluent old American English with a thick American accent, as if they were imitating characters in a movie.

This made Lu Mingfei feel a little surprised. This style was really different from the traditional image of the underworld.

After the leader came in, he greeted Chu Zihang from a distance, and then turned his attention to Lu Mingfei.

"Are you the person Mr. Chu introduced to sell goods?"

"Ah?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and then immediately realized that Mr. Chu was talking about Chu Zihang, so he immediately replied,

"Yes, these are all high-quality SVD sniper rifles I brought, and they also come with a magazine of tungsten core armor-piercing bullets and an eight-fold optical scope."

"Okay!" The man in black nodded. "Since you were introduced by Mr. Chu, I have nothing to say. However, we also need to check whether the quality and quantity of this batch of goods meet the requirements. If there is no problem, we will pay the purchase price as agreed. But if there is anything that does not meet the requirements, we may need to renegotiate the price or refuse the transaction. I hope you can understand."

"no problem!"

Lu Mingfei nodded in agreement. At the same time, he turned his body slightly and stretched out his hand to gesture towards the pile of weapons behind him.

The man in black also followed Lu Mingfei's gaze and nodded to the younger brothers behind him. The younger brothers immediately understood what he meant and stepped forward to check the weapons.

Not long after, the people who went to check came back. They walked quickly to the leading man in black and whispered something in his ear.

After listening to this, the man in black just nodded slightly to show that he understood.

His eyes were cold and firm, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of transaction. Then, he spoke to the two of them:

"Each rifle is eight hundred, the optical scope is one thousand, and I'll charge you two thousand for each set of bullets."

Hearing the price, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but frown, muttering to himself that the price seemed a bit low.

He originally thought that these equipment should be worth more, but now it seems that the market value may not be as high as he expected.

Lu Mingfei turned his head with some doubts to look at his companion (referred to as accomplice) Chu Zihang, who looked calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but secretly stretched out his finger to poke him, but Chu Zihang just nodded to him gently, and then whispered to Lu Mingfei,

"Soviet-made small arms are ubiquitous in the global market. A Soviet battalion in Eastern Europe has tens of thousands of small arms. Due to oversupply, prices have already plummeted.

Especially for the AK series, the price has been falling, even to less than $2 per gun. So, it is already good that he can sell the guns he picked up for $800, after all, they are sniper rifles. "

After listening to Chu Zihang's explanation, Lu Mingfei not only did not feel regret or helplessness, but instead felt that he had made a fortune this time.

Fortunately, I didn't pick up the rifles dropped by the ghosts, otherwise it would be the same as picking up a pile of junk.

Seeing the performance of the two, the man in black revealed a barely perceptible smile on his face, and he seemed satisfied with his negotiation ability.

So he turned around and signaled his younger brothers behind him to move several black boxes out of the car.

"There are two million in each box. Leave the goods here, and you can leave here with the money."

The man in black said expressionlessly as he opened the boxes one by one and showed them to the two men.

Lu Mingfei had no objection to this. After all, he also felt that the money was like free money.

Chu Zihang opened the box, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, and then closed it.

Then the two of them got into the Maserati that Ling gave him, and drove away with the roar of the engine.

To be honest, this time Lu Mingfei has broadened his horizons. Originally, Lu Mingfei thought that this kind of transaction would be like those police and gangster movies in Hong Kong, where the bosses of both sides, with a bunch of younger brothers, would first show off their power, and then threaten the other side, demanding to inspect the goods and money and so on.

Finally, when the younger brothers were about to take action, the bosses of both sides gave an order and they made a deal.

There are also fake goods and counterfeit banknotes mixed in.

Yeah!

This is the normal process.

Lu Mingfei had initially been thinking about how to act cooler if a fight broke out. He had even begun to imagine himself holding two guns and dispatching the enemy in a cool and elegant manner, just like Captain America in the movie.

But who knew that the gangster boss was so sensible and quick to act without any trouble, and the transaction worth tens of millions was completed in less than five minutes, leaving Lu Mingfei a little confused.

A white sports car, like a meteor, cut through the tranquility of the suburban highway. Inside the car, Lu Mingfei sat in the passenger seat, his eyes wandering, as if he was bored and tired of everything around him.

He was a little depressed because he didn't get to fight.

After sighing softly, Lu Mingfei asked in a bored tone.

"Brother, that gangster boss seemed to respect you very much. What happened between the two of you?"

He was quite curious about this question. A person like him should usually be the second in command, so why would he be so respectful to a young man like his senior brother?

Have passion?

"We've dealt with him several times during previous missions. He has some dragon blood, so he knows a little about us."

Chu Zihang wore sunglasses, held the steering wheel with one hand, and explained to Lu Mingfei casually.

"Before, he just collected protection fees and sold some horses, but I don't know what kind of noble man he got in touch with, and his business has been getting bigger and bigger. Now he can even handle arms of this scale."

Most people would look stupid if they wore sunglasses while driving at night, but if that person was Chu Zihang, he would be extremely handsome no matter from which angle you looked at him.

But Lu Mingfei couldn't appreciate this kind of handsomeness. That night, they didn't get into a fight and didn't get to gossip.

On the other side, in the abandoned warehouse, the man in black with a stern face just now was talking to someone with a flattering look on his face.

"Yes, yes. I have already bought his arms. The price is slightly lower than the market price..."

At this point, the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder. It was a lazy female voice, but when she got angry, she looked very majestic.

"What?! I asked you to buy his stuff so that I could give him money! Who told you to lower the price on your own initiative?"

After he finished speaking, all that was heard from the other end of the line was a busy tone.