In the trading factory, Yuwen Chengcheng and Ye Tengjingsan sat opposite each other and had a pretty good chat.
"Mr. Yuwen, I have already prepared the money. I wonder if we can inspect the goods now," Ye Tengjing couldn't help but ask when he saw that Yuwen Chengcheng was rambling a lot, but he didn't mean to do a deal. .
Because the wireless earphones were not turned off, Yu Wenchengcheng kept listening to Xiao Feng's side and knew what was going on there.
Now that Xiao Feng has met with Kawashima Nagao, it is impossible for Kawashima Nagao to come out to trade again, so he nodded simply: "Okay, let's start trading,"
Bu San got the hint from Yu Wencheng's eyes, bent down and opened the wooden box on the ground, took out the AK47 from it, and placed it on the table.
"Ye Teng Jingsan, this is the product you want, you can check it out," Yu Wenchengcheng said with a smile, holding his own micro punch in his right hand.
Ye Teng Jingsan didn't pay attention to Yuwen Chengcheng's actions. He picked up the AK47 on the table, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Mr. Yuwen is indeed one of the largest arms dealers in Asia. I am very satisfied."
"Haha, that's natural," Yu Wenchengcheng smiled and murmured in his heart, there will definitely be something more satisfying for you later.
"Where are the bullets?" Ye Teng Jingsan pulled the trigger a few times to try, then looked at another wooden box.
"There are bullets and the bazooka you need inside, Bu Si, open it and show them,"
"Yes, boss," Bu Si also opened the wooden box, which contained yellow-orange bullets and two individual rocket launchers.
"If you can't trust me, you can let your people test the product," Yu Wenchengcheng said generously.
"Of course I can trust Mr. Yuwen's goods. Come and give the money to Mr. Yuwen for inspection," Ye Teng Jingsan said loudly.
The Japanese who could speak Chinese before carried a suitcase, placed it on the table, and opened it: "Mr. Yuwen, please check and accept it."
"Okay," Yu Wenchengcheng flipped around a few times and nodded: "Then I'll accept it."
Arms trading is actually not difficult at all. You pay one hand and deliver the goods, eliminating other risks. In fact, it is not much different from the trading of Chinese cabbage.
"I also accepted that item. I hope I can have the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Yuwen again next time," Ye Teng Jingsan waved his hand, and several Japanese lifted the two wooden boxes aside and took out the firearms from inside.
"Haha..." Yuwen Chengcheng smiled and nodded, holding Wei Chong's hand tightly because he heard the conversation between Xiao Feng and Kawashima Nagao and knew that a battle was imminent.
The others also reacted in the same way, holding on to the micro rush, and even "randomly" found temporary bunkers, waiting for Xiao Feng's order to take action.
Sure enough, in less than a minute, the command "Let's do it" sounded in everyone's earphones at the same time.
After receiving the order, everyone did not hesitate at all. The next second, they raised the micro-charge in their hands. Without too much aiming, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the Japanese opposite, and they just pulled the trigger.
First there were two sniper shots, and the two Japanese standing by the window were instantly shot in the head, with blood splattering.
Subsequently, the first round of shooting formed a hail of bullets, covering the Japanese who had no cover at all. They were completely regarded as targets.
"Little Japanese devil, you just started shooting with me, didn't you?" Yu Wenchengcheng kicked the wooden table over, quickly rolled over, and hid behind a container, with the micro-punch in his hand spraying flames.
"You guys..." Ye Teng Jingzo was worthy of being the deputy captain of this operation. He was the first to react. He dwarfed and several bullets flew past his back, causing him burning pain.
As for the other Japanese, they did not have the luck and skill of Yasushi Noteng. Almost in a breather, seven or eight of the dozen or so Japanese who were standing just now were beaten into a hornet's nest by bullets.
"Everyone is hiding, (Japanese)" Ye Tengjingsan shouted, his face covered in blood and he hid behind a wall, holding an AK47 in his hand.
The remaining seven or eight Japanese also found places to hide, and together with Yuwen Chengcheng, they launched a counterattack.
"The little Japs react very quickly," Zhang Yu muttered and glanced at the wooden box on the ground, where there were two individual rocket launchers.
"Wooden wood, you cover me," Zhang Yu said, and rushed out with a micro punch. Balls of flames were spitting out, making the Japanese unable to lift their heads at all.
"Cover Zhang Yu," Yuwen Chengcheng also noticed Zhang Yu's movements, roared, and fired with full force with several micro-charges.
Zhang Yu ducked and ran to the wooden box, took out the rocket launcher from inside, grinned, and rushed back.
"Do you really think it's okay to hide it?" Zhang Yu put the rocket launcher on his shoulder, aimed at the wall where Ye Teng Jingsan was hiding, and pressed the button with a smirk.
"Yuwen..." As soon as Ye Teng Jingsan said these two words, he saw a ball of flames roaring in and engulfing the entire wall in an instant.
Zhang Yu blasted Ye Teng Jingsan to death without leaving a mark. He immediately turned the rocket launcher and aimed at a container in the distance. He just noticed that there were two Japanese hiding behind it.
When the button was pressed, the cannonball flew out and hit the container hard. A violent explosion sounded, and two pieces of corpses flew out from behind.
Originally, the strength of the two sides was not equal. Coupled with Zhang Yu's bombardment, the remaining seven or eight Japanese were reduced to one or two in a blink of an eye. They fired a few shots from time to time, which seemed a bit pitiful.
Zhang Yu threw away the bazooka without shells and picked up the micro-chargers on the ground. The bullets continued to shoot towards the last hiding place of the Japanese as if they cost nothing.
The same is true for everyone else. They have guns that can be used, and no one rushes forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat like an idiot. Even Wu Huan, who has never liked using guns, had a great time fighting this time.
Can you not be happy? With such a big container, this guy just held up the gun without aiming. He pulled the trigger with his finger and kept pulling it, causing sparks to fly from the container.
Gunshots were everywhere, and the Japanese in the basement began to rush out, but they had no firearms in their hands and could not rush out at all.
After about a minute or so, the sound of gunfire subsided, and Zhang Yu's slight attack was empty of bullets. He threw away his firearms one by one and rushed towards the Japanese who also had no bullets.
There was chaos outside, and in the basement room, the battle between Xiao Feng and Nagao Kawashima continued.
As the second-in-command of the Blue Lion Mercenary Group, Nagao Kawashima not only has excellent marksmanship, but also has combat prowess that cannot be underestimated.
Xiao Feng was afraid of hurting Murong Xue, so he deliberately forced Kawashima Nagao out of the room and started a fight with him in the basement passage.
Kawashima Nagao was scared. People say that the shadow of the famous tree is what he has to face, but the demon terminator, the ace of spades. However, after a few moves, he felt relieved, as if the fighting power of the ace of spades. , it’s nothing more than that.
"Ace of Spades, you..."
"One minute," Xiao Feng said suddenly, his body exploded, and the dragon-marked dagger drew an arc.
Kawashima Nagao didn't understand what this 'one minute' meant yet. He saw a black light flashing in front of him and turned his head to avoid it, but there was a blood mark on his face.
"Second strength," Xiao Feng said with a cold tone and punched Kawashima Nagao on the shoulder. The next second, the huge force suddenly burst out and knocked him away.
"Pfft..." The huge force made Kawashima Nagao's throat soar, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Before he landed, he was horrified to find that the black dagger was shooting straight towards his throat.
"Ah," Kawashima Nagao roared. He ducked, dodged the dragon-marked dagger, and hit the wall of the passage, barely able to stabilize his body.
"The time has come," Xiao Feng said coldly. With a wave of his right hand, the dragon-marked dagger seemed to come alive. It flew back in an arc from Kawashima Nagao's right and shot into his palm.
"Ah..." Kawashima Nagao screamed. He turned his head and saw that the palm of his right hand had been completely penetrated by the dragon-marked dagger and was nailed to the wall. At the lower end of the dagger, there was a line that was almost invisible to the naked eye. One end of the golden thread is held in Xiao Feng's hand.
"Is this, is this the secret of this dagger?" Kawashima Nagao's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and asked as he looked at Xiao Feng who was getting closer and closer.
"Tell me, who sent the mercenary mission?" A rather slender and delicate hand strangled Kawashima Nagao's neck.
"I……"
"Don't tell me that this is against the rules. You are not qualified or qualified to ask me for 'rules' now," Xiao Feng's hand on Kawashima Nagao's neck gradually tightened.
"Kill me. If I die in your hands, I will die with peace of mind." At this point, Kawashima Nagao acted very tough and looked at Xiao Feng as if he was dead.
"It's the Hao family, right," Xiao Feng asked calmly.
"have no idea,"
"Haha..." Xiao Feng smiled, and smiled cruelly. He held the dragon pattern dagger in his right hand, and with a slight wave, Kawashima Nagao's entire palm was cut off and fell to the ground.
"Ah," Kawashima Nagao's body trembled and he screamed pitifully: "You devil, kill me, kill me,"
"Actually, I'm curious as to whether there is poison in your mouth. If so, you can bite the poison and commit suicide now," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
"Ah," Kawashima Nagao screamed, sweat beads rolling down his face.
"When you train members of the organization, you will let them take poison and commit suicide at any time, but you will not do this. Haha, if this is the case, then I won't be polite," Xiao Feng said mockingly and kicked Kawashima Nagao. Turning on the ground, he slowly took back the dragon-marked dagger.
"How is the situation outside?" Xiao Feng asked through the wireless headset.
"The battle has been resolved,"
"Okay, Xiao Yuzi, come in and help me. The others are waiting for me outside," Xiao Feng felt relieved.
After a while, Zhang Yu, covered in blood, came in from outside carrying an AK47: "Brother Feng, it's solved,"
"Well, drag him out," Xiao Feng nodded and pointed to Kawashima Nagao, who was shaking on the ground.
"Okay," Zhang Yu glanced at Kawashima Nagao and pulled his hair: "He is the sharpshooter,"
"Well, we'll deal with him later," Xiao Feng said, then turned and walked towards the room. Murong Xue was still inside.
