Facing Lu Yao's smirk, Zhang Xin had no other choice.
But he hadn't given up hope yet. He had already sent a distress signal, someone would come to rescue him!
Zhang Xin swallowed hard and took a deep breath, saying,
"5 years ago, when I returned to the country to purchase cold medicine, you noticed something fishy and quit the job, and I went through hell and high water to transport it through Annan Country, suffering endlessly, so I wanted revenge."
"Actually, I've been jealous of you since we were kids! Why should you get to enjoy life under the care of our parents, while I could only complete my education with subsistence allowances!"
"Luckily, the heavens granted me enough knowledge! That day, I bought a bunch of antiques at a charity auction.
I didn't want this junk at all, but I had to spend the money for social networking and face... Then I thought of that genius method!
I picked out something antique and mysterious, mixed in radioactive material, and gave it to you! You really liked it~ hahaha~"
As Zhang Xin came to this last part, Lu Yao placed his hand on him and focused his senses, monitoring his breathing, heartbeat, organ movements, and all facial micro-expressions to confirm he was telling the truth.
Lu Yao frowned and said, "So, you mean to say you bought that thing unintentionally, and gave it to me unintentionally... Where was this charity auction?"
Zhang Xin said in a low voice, "I was still pursuing my Ph.D. at the time, in Los Angeles... Why do you ask this?"
By now, he could tell that Lu Yao was very concerned about the source of the radioactive ornament he'd given, and an unbelievable guess formed in his mind.
Lu Yao smiled and said, "I am what I am today thanks to the poison you gave me, it turned me into a Superman. Thank you so much~ my dearest cousin! You've shown me a completely different world."
"That's impossible! What are the odds! Blue Star is based on science!"
Zhang Xin, although aware, was completely unable to accept it emotionally! He had unwittingly become a lavish benefactor, handing over a "golden finger"!
He roared, spittle flying, "I don't believe it! It's just an ordinary antique! How could it be a golden finger! This isn't a novel!"
Lu Yao shrugged his shoulders and said, "The fact is as it is, my main purpose for coming here wasn't to kill you, but to inquire about the origins of the golden finger. It's a pity you don't know either."
He pulled out his M500 revolver and said, "Alright, time for Russian roulette~"
Zhang Xin calmed himself and spoke earnestly,
"Listen, cousin! There's no need for this. We can collaborate and make endless money together!
The people of the Star Alliance Country are funny, they abhor drinking yet are tolerant of opium consumption, the market is enormous!
I will give you 50 billion... no, 100 billion every year! How about that!?"
Lu Yao picked out a tall pickup truck with 6 wheels, bearing a red letter "B" as a logo. It was a custom vehicle, obviously capable of carrying a heavy load.
Just as he was about to drive away, he discovered that right next to the garage was an arms cache! Many of the weapons had been removed by the guards, but what was left was exactly what Lu Yao wanted!
There were .50 caliber machine guns, Broadsword Mines, and Grenade Snipers!
The Grenade Snipers came in two versions, and the ones he had previously confiscated were the portable one-man version. However, those in the cache were the fixed-use heavy version, not only with longer barrels but also with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds!
Ordinary people could only mount them on positions or vehicles, while Lu Yao could carry one around effortlessly.
Like a busy little bee, he filled the back seat with .50 caliber ammunition and Broadsword Mines, and the passenger seat with a Grenade Sniper and its ammo – these were the guarantees for a stable life in the Otherworld.
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After loading the weapons, Lu Yao drove the truck under the building to fetch the cash and gold when numerous Chevrolets and Ford pickups came rushing in, filled with loudly shouting armed militants.
These were all gangs subjugated by Zhang Xin, summoned to rescue their leader, still unaware of Zhang Xin's death.
There was also a Black Hawk helicopter approaching in the sky.
Upon seeing Lu Yao's flashy pickup with six wheels, the militants were already preparing to open fire.
Fearing they would damage his prized possessions, Lu Yao grabbed a Grenade Sniper and got out of the vehicle to fight!
The heavy version of the Grenade Sniper was twice as heavy as the lightweight version, weighing over 30 kilograms, but for Lu Yao, it was as light as nothing.
The tremendous recoil could be countered with just the strength of his hands, and he began firing "high-explosive grenades" at the approaching gang members!
The gun was a great stress reliever, and with one shot, an entire vehicle would explode into a fireball, those on board either killed instantly by the blast or riddled with shrapnel like sieve-like water bags.
Moreover, the Grenade Sniper had an extremely long range, and at this moment, its accuracy over 1 kilometer was no less than that of a Barrett.
Lu Yao could even shoot grenades through the car windows to explode inside the vehicles.
The militants' earlier clamor turned into horrified screams and wails, with the few remaining cars turning tail to flee hastily.
Lu Yao fired again and again, with egg-sized shells flying out, and the orange-red grenades howled from the muzzle, chasing after the fleeing vehicles and sneaking in through the rear windows to explode.
The Black Hawk helicopter, initially preparing to land nonchalantly, immediately climbed upon seeing the lively scene below.
Lu Yao loaded a new magazine and with three shots blew up the Black Hawk helicopter midair into a fireball!
The once formidable enemies were all obliterated now, the power of this Xia Country-made Grenade Sniper perfectly demonstrated!
Lu Yao carried the four big bundles into the truck bed, leaving the manor engulfed in roaring flames behind, carrying away his abundant harvest.