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In the suburbs of S City, under the cover of mountains, a three story villa stands among them, surrounded by killers.

Late at night, hazy moonlight is blocked by the mountains, the villa is shrouded in the thick night, looking at incomparably gloomy.

"Brush brush brush"

five or six black cars stopped at the foot of the mountain. For a moment, a strange cold was surging around the villa, and strong murderous spirit came from all directions.

"Step back!"

A roar sounded, and the murderous atmosphere around him immediately faded away. A middle-aged man in black walked towards some beautiful men who came down from the six cars.

"Mr. Xiao, our master invites you in."

The middle-aged man had no expression and made a "please" gesture.

Xiao Yueze, Han Yichen and Zhuo Lichuan followed the middle-aged man into the villa.

In other people's territory, Xiao Yueze several people have raised their vigilance, sensitive Xiao Yueze has long felt that the villas are surrounded by killers, and their strength is not weak.

Two bodyguards standing outside the door of the villa saw the middle-aged man come over and pull the door tightly.

In the villa, a foreign man with golden curly hair, fair skin and deep eyes is drinking red wine leisurely.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao!"

Seeing Xiao Yueze and others walk in, the blonde man stands up and reaches out his hand to Xiao Yueze.

"How do you do, Mr. atson?"

This blond man is atsen, an arms dealer. Atson is about 30 years old. He is very exotic. Although he is not handsome, he has a firm outline.

Han Yichen and Zhuo Lichuan temporarily serve as Xiao Yueze's bodyguards, so they don't speak and stand behind Xiao Yueze in silence.

Xiao Yueze and atsen sit on the sofa, and atsen passes a cigar to Xiao Yueze.

"Mr. Xiao, to tell you the truth, many people want to buy this batch of arms from me. As you know, the merchant must be the one with the highest price." Atson is cross legged, with a chair in one hand, a cigar in the other, and a calculating face.

Xiao Yueze lit his cigar and smoked it without a mouthful. His dark eyes were very calm and no one could see through him.

"Mr. atson, make an offer." Xiao Yueze is not anxious to open his mouth slowly, and his beautiful face still has a look of indifference.

"Since Mr. Xiao is so forthright, I will make it clear that this batch of arms was brought from the United States with all my efforts. The price is one billion dollars!" Atson raised two fingers and made a gesture of ten.

On hearing this, Han Yichen and Zhuo Lichuan's faces are slightly angry. Atsen is a lion. They have investigated for a long time. The weapons that atsen brought this time are not so much, and they are not worth a billion dollars!

Compared with Han Yichen and Zhuo Lichuan, Xiao Yueze is obviously much more calm. "Mr. atsen, I can still afford to pay one billion dollars, but we should also see whether this batch of arms is directly proportional to the price."

"What do you mean? You think I'm asking a lot of money? " Atson's face suddenly changed, and then coldly said: "if Mr. Xiao doesn't want to buy, you can leave. There are people who want to do this business with me."

Xiao Yueze's uncanny and handsome face exudes a breathtaking cold air against the light. Since the other party doesn't have a good face, he doesn't need to be so polite.

"Mr. atson, you must not know that in a short time, no one in s city can buy your arms except me."

"What do you mean by that?" atson asked with a blue look on his face

"With Mr. atson's intelligence, I'm sure you know what I mean. Even if someone wants to buy your arms, you can't get any money in a short time. Of course, if you're willing to wait for ten or eight years, that's another matter." Xiao Yueze's mouth corners with a sneer, that pair of eyes like wild animals burst out the cold meaning of bone erosion.

Atson's white face was forced to be blue and blue by Xiao Yueze. Atsen almost forgot that Xiao Yueze wanted wind and rain in S City, and the economic lifeline of s city was controlled in his hands. Even if others wanted to buy his arms, if Xiao Yueze didn't nod his head and agreed, no one else would want to transfer a cent from the bank.

In S City, Xiao Yueze is an emperor like existence, no one can shake his position, and this is only a superficial force. In the dark, Xiao Yueze still has many dark forces.

Therefore, atson has only two options. The first is to sell it to Xiao Yueze. The second is to put the arms on hold or ship them back. As long as he is a smart man, he will choose the first one.

"So, Mr. Xiao, how much do you intend to pay for the arms?" Atson finally chose to compromise. The cost of transporting the arms back and forth was too high, so atson could only choose to sell it.

"500 million dollars!" Xiao Yueze sits lazily on the sofa, cool and arrogant.

"What?" Atson's eyebrows were raised, with anger in his eyes, which doubled the price."No, the price is too low." Atson disagrees.

"In that case, I will not buy it. Mr. atson will find another buyer! Farewell Xiao Yueze said that he would take people away.

"Wait!"

Xiao Yueze has not gone two steps, atsen's voice came over, "OK, 500 million dollars!"

Xiao Yueze turned his head and clapped his hands. Four bodyguards came in with several big boxes and opened them in front of everyone. "Mr. atson, this is 500 million dollars. Please count it."

Atson's face was livid, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth. "Mr. Xiao is really prepared."

Atson did not go to check the amount of money, just let people collect it, and then a gloomy face said: "the arms are in the back of the warehouse, you send someone to get it yourself!"

……

On the way.

"Third brother, we did a good job. Fortunately, we found atsen earlier than Xiao Zhengxiong. Otherwise, atsen would not sell US arms so easily." Han Yichen is as happy as winning the battle.

Indeed, Xiao Yueze can control the economic lifeline of S City, but Xiao Zhengxiong is not within the scope of Xiao Yueze's control. Fortunately, Xiao Yueze bought that batch of arms first. Otherwise, even if Xiao Zhengxiong could not pay for the arms in S City, he could also pay in the United States.

All the way, Xiao Yueze was silent and did not speak. There was no joy or anger on his face.

Han Yichen and Zhuo Lichuan looked at each other. They all knew something about Xiao Yueze's private affairs, but they were not convenient to intervene, so they avoided talking about it all the time.