St. Newman City, North Flower Underground Private Exchange.

The man wearing a wig and sunglasses placed an old light gray citizen bracelet on the service counter: "I'm going to sell the rose dinar on the account."

A trader girl with short hair with black ears and eyes held a red T-scanner and scanned the dark web identity identification code displayed on the bracelet display.

"Mr. Zieg T. Zhang?" the female trader confirmed with a smile, "Your name is really strange."

"Yes, yes." The man put the exquisitely-looking silver hexagonal suitcase in his hand at his feet, took out the cigar from his pocket impatiently, and muttered: "Who would register with his real name on an old bracelet that cracked the security supervision system specifically used to log in to a dark web account?"

It's as meaningless as asking someone in a mask to ask for his identity.

About five minutes later, the female trader handed over a check with a special anti-counterfeiting mark and a small transaction list receipt together with the old light gray citizen bracelet to the man.

The man glanced at the transaction list receipt and kneaded it into a ball and threw it into a garbage can. He carefully packed the check that could extract "clean" iron dome points from major credit and finance institutes in St. Newman City, picked up the hexagonal suitcase at his feet and turned away.

"Mr. Zieg T. Zhang! Your bracelet..." The trader noticed the old bracelet that was landed on the counter and hurriedly reminded.

The man looked back at her with a cigar in his mouth, then continued to stride and leave.

The virtual currency Rose Dinar in the account of the old bracelet that stayed on the counter had been sold out, and it had completely lost its value to him.

This old bracelet that cracks the safety supervision system is an illegal item prohibited by the Administration. It will increase the risk if you carry it on it. It is better to throw it to the Beizhihua underground private exchange for processing. Anyway, they are experienced.

Leaving the exchange, the man walked towards the black car parked on the roadside waiting for passengers, and his pace was neither too fast nor too slow.

As he approached the black car that was open without a license, the doors on both sides of the rear row of the black car suddenly opened, and two smart and capable young men in suits got out of the car.

The man's mouth slightly turned into an O-shaped shape due to accident, but he still stood there calmly without further action.

Two young men who got out of the black car clamped him from the left and right, and one of them said in a low voice: "Mr. Han, the God of Return is directed to us to meet you here."

Han Jinghu, who was discovered by the other party at the beginning, was not panicked at all. He used his left index finger and middle finger to squeeze the cigar that had been sucked halfway through his index finger and middle finger, and said with a smile: "I thought it was a hawk who was chasing the Qidao City Security Bureau. It turned out to be a soul wandering in the deep sea of ​​the outer world. How did you find me?"

"It is the will of the God of Return."

Han Jinghu smiled: "Next time, you can directly say that it is inconvenient to reveal it. It is boring to pretend to be a fool. Or do you think you are very arrogant when speaking like this? Hahaha... Is there anything you need to do with me?"

Two young men from the Land Sect looked at each other and reached out to invite Han Jinghu to get in the car and talk.

"Where is Mr. Han going to go? We can send you there."

"Then I'm not polite." Han Jinghu nodded, "Please send me to the Eagle Building in the Central City."

A young man got on the co-pilot and whispered something to the person sitting in the main driver, while another young man politely asked Han Jinghu if he needed his help to carry the somewhat heavy hexagonal suitcase into the car.

"No, this thing is very important, I feel more at ease with you." Han Jinghu put the hexagonal suitcase on the back seat and sat next to him.

The young man in the front co-pilot asked curiously: "Is it the legacy of Tang Suguang there?"

Han Jinghu laughed a few times, then denied the speculation: "No, it's one of my children."

"Little boy?" The young man from Guilin Sect obviously did not understand Han Jinghu's meaning.

Another said seriously: "Mr. Han, you don't have to be too wary of us at all. Now that you are wanted by the Security Bureau, we can say that we have a common enemy. Moreover, the sect has no interest in Tang Suguang's legacy. We are here this time to ask for you."

"Since you know that I'm wanted by the Security Bureau, what else do you want to ask me to do?" Han Jinghu took off his sunglasses and exposed his tired eyes.

“We want to get a reliable source of weapons through you.”

Han Jinghu Meifeng raised his eyebrows: "I heard it right? You obviously have your own independent military system, and there is an arsenal on that deep-sea mothership. Even advanced supersonic attack drones can be developed by themselves. Do you still need to ask me to provide weapons?"

The young man in the co-pilot in the rearview mirror looked slightly embarrassed. He carefully explained: "We cannot obtain reliable weapons from the ark at present. After thinking about it, only Mr. Han may have helped you. With Mr. Han's connections and strength, the wanted security bureau is just a small trouble for you. We believe you can still help us in this situation."

"You want weapons? What kind of weapons? Conventional firearms, ammunition, protective gear or exoskeleton armor?"

As Han Jinghu asked a question, the young people from Guilin Sect nodded frequently, obviously all of which he wanted.

He then added: "If possible, we also want to obtain military-grade explosives, blasting weapons, bazooka and so on."

Han Jinghu half-jokingly asked: "Are you planning to attack the City Hall of St. Newman or the Security Bureau Building?"

The young man in the passenger seat rubbed his nose with his fingers and smiled shyly: "No, none of them."

"Let me guess, you didn't mention heavy weapons at all. All you need are light weapons that are convenient for individual soldiers to carry. However, this weapon can hardly accomplish anything in the city where the defense forces can respond quickly..."

Han Jinghu showed a thoughtful expression.

The three young men from the Renmin Sect in the car looked a little nervous. The man who was in charge of driving said, "Mr. Han actually doesn't have to care about what we are planning to do with these weapons. In short, it will never affect you."

"Your organization is fully capable of getting this level of armed forces, but you are asking me for help now." Han Jinghu looked sideways, "Can you besides you have left the sect? Have you become traitors?"

The three of them suddenly became very serious. The man in the passenger seat said seriously: "We have no doubt about our loyalty to the sect, so we disdain to become betrayers. On the contrary, some people on the ark forgot the teachings of the God of Return and the original intention of the sect."

"Oh?" Han Jinghu's tone showed that he was very interested in these novel news.
Chapter completed!