In the dead silence, Xu Le suddenly looked at Ji Huo and said with a smile, "Actually, we have dealt with each other before. You should know my habits."
Ji Huo was confused. Since he took over the business, he had been smuggling all kinds of firearms. The people he dealt with were either gang leaders or organizations that couldn't be exposed, but he didn't remember meeting them.
Xu Le reminded him, "There are three ships that disappeared."
Ji Huo's expression suddenly stiffened. The thick cigarette that had been burning between his fingers fell to the ground with a bang. He stared at Xu Le's face, speechless.
As the only distributor of the TP sniper rifle, no one knew how tempted Ji Huo was when he saw this batch of goods. There was even one time when he was tempted by the little red dots and tried to swallow ten boxes of sniper rifles for himself or sell them to the Federation or the Empire at a high price.
However, just as he was preparing to carry out this matter, the three most advanced arms smuggling ships under his command suddenly exploded for no reason and turned into ashes in the dark universe.
The furious Ji Huo conducted a detailed investigation of this matter and confirmed that there were no outsiders mixed into the three ships from the dock to the departure. So, why did these three ships explode?
At this time, an email from the mysterious supplier of the TP sniper rifle revealed all the answers. The supplier indifferently reminded him that if a similar situation happened again, it wouldn't just be three ships that exploded.
The mysterious and unimaginable ability of the other party made Ji Huo extremely cautious and honest in the subsequent TP smuggling projects. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the mysterious supplier was actually related to Xu Le.
Ji Huo picked up the thick cigarette from his feet and pressed it into the ashtray to crush it. He looked up at Xu Le and said with a hoarse voice, "I agree with your suggestion."
The fiercest and most unruly firearms tycoons had already expressed their submission. The Bermuda tycoons, who had long been shocked by Xu Le's words, no one jumped out to express their bravery and fearlessness.
"If no one has any objections, please leave with us to find a quiet place. You can discuss with Li Wei how this war should end in a dignified manner and related details."
Xu Le explained, "We are outsiders. The negotiation is between you and Li Wei or Lin Banshan."
After saying this, he went to the wheelchair, turned it around, and pushed Leonardo out of the room.
A heavy military backpack was hanging from the corner of the wheelchair. Inside it were a dozen or so Federal military metal identity tags. The owners of these metal tags had all been buried in the smoke and conspiracy of Mo Hua Planet.
The wheelchair slowly rolled over Descartes' corpse. Da Vinci coldly glanced at the corpse and calmly placed the Big Flower Spear on his knees.
Da Vinci's closest and most loyal team members had all been sacrificed when the two NTR camps were ambushed by the special forces of small eyes. Although he had managed to keep his life in the southwest war zone, the spaceship's medical cabin had not been able to save his two legs. He had been forced to amputate them, and there were even some terrible sequelae.
Xu Le patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything.
Everyone knew that Descartes was Pabre's loyal dog. In this operation, everyone had deliberately left him for Pabre to kill because everyone knew that the person who hated the government the most was him in the wheelchair.
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The corridor was crowded with people. The people who seemed to have disappeared earlier suddenly rushed in. Those bodyguards who didn't carry guns or secretly carried a few guns watched their boss being escorted out by the members of Group 7. They didn't dare to make any big moves.
As the wheelchair was pushed forward, under the two black barrels, several Bermuda heroes silently followed. The crowd in the corridor subconsciously separated to two sides.
It was like the waves were separated by magic. It wasn't spectacular, but it left a deep impression.
At the end of the corridor stood Li Wei and his members of the Orphan Gang. Those orphans and youths, who were known for being ruthless and fearless, looked at the men walking towards them. They smelled the distinct scent of the iron-blooded military camp on them. There was no longer any indifference and cruelty on their faces, only doubt and vigilance.
They helped the Orphan Gang win the boxing match in the ring, and then captured the leaders of the conference. No matter how they looked at it, they should be their friends. They came to help them, but why did they help them?
These men, who were obviously from the military, could easily sneak into the venue with guns and capture those terrifying heroes. The strength they showed was too terrifying. It was so terrifying that the Orphan Gang was full of anxiety.
Only the ignorant could be fearless, and only the unloved could be fearless. The Orphan Gang was able to hold on for a month in this war and force the Bermuda conference into a deadlock because of this temperament. But at this time, they knew that the small-eyed man who was pushing the wheelchair forward was Xu Le, so they were afraid and vigilant.
People in the underworld had infinite respect for this name, but he was from the Empire. Then, were the men around him the legendary Imperial Royal Special Forces? What if the other party suddenly turned hostile and wanted to occupy Bermuda?
At this time, the Orphan Gang was shocked to find that their leader, Li Wei, didn't seem to see the black barrels of the other party at all. He also ignored the warning glances of the people next to him and just walked forward.
Xu Le let go of the hand that was pushing the wheelchair. The two opened their arms and hugged silently, patting each other's back hard to show how much they missed each other.
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There were many cars, armed men, and powerful guns outside the venue, but Xu Le and his team didn't seem to see them at all. They silently boarded the car and drove to the southern suburbs of Garth City.
The Bermuda leaders waved their hands to signal their subordinates to stay calm. After making a few phone calls, they followed Li Wei's team to another place.
Not accepting the Orphan Gang's arrangement, Xu Le and his team members chose a hotel in the southern suburbs of Garth City and slept soundly for the night.
Zhong Huoyan was on the spaceship and was taken care of by Philip. Although most of the people in Bermuda knew that they were coming, they weren't too worried because of the scene in the venue.
The next morning, Xu Le woke up, washed up, and had a simple breakfast. He then went to the window and looked at the bleak scenery on the streets and the scenery of a foreign land.
The door was pushed open.
Xu Le looked at Li Wei's haggard and tired face and said with a smile, "A night of negotiation is more difficult for you than a month of war. I really don't understand why you insist on that dream."
"When we were young, we saw the gangs in Zhonglou Street. Who needs to negotiate every day?"
Li Wei frowned and walked over. He took the teacup from Li Wei's hand and drank two mouthfuls. He then handed over a stack of documents and said, "Although we have been arguing about the details for a long time, and the medical fees and compensation are a headache, there are basically no major problems. We have agreed to withdraw our troops immediately today."
"What is this?" Xu Le looked at the documents in his hand and asked.
"The armistice agreement. The other party requires you to sign it. Although I'm the one in charge of the negotiations and we're talking about Brother Midmountain's property, it's obvious that if you don't sign your name, those old guys won't believe it at all."
Xu Le smiled, took the carbon pen, and signed his name.
After drying the handwriting, Li Wei took the documents and walked out of the room. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and looked at Xu Le in silence. After a long time, he sighed and said, "I didn't expect to see you again in this life."
"We are still young. As long as we don't die, we will see each other again."
"I will immediately send someone over to change your accommodation."
Li Wei waved the ceasefire agreement in his hand and said with a smile, "When I come back, if you are well rested, I will take you around. This is now my city."
"Look at your smelly face."
Xu Le shook his head. When he heard the word 'around', he was tempted. He had been to Bermuda three years ago, but he had never had the opportunity to walk around this strange star field. After thinking for a while, he contacted Philip.
"You and Little Watermelon come down and play."
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At around ten o 'clock, Xu Le and his team members changed hotels. Xiong Linquan and the others were taken care of by the admiring youngsters of the Orphan Gang, while he was dragged out by Li Wei without hesitation.
The expensive Silver Phantom slowly drove on the street. Xu Le curiously looked at the street through the window. The spaceship arrived at Pop Star two nights ago, and after landing on the surface, he had been collecting information and preparing for battle. He did not have the opportunity to take a good look at the strange buildings.
The architectural style of Bermuda was different from that of the Federation and the Empire. Although it was somewhat similar to the Federation, there was also a big difference. The appearance of each building was very different, and the lines were particularly strange. If one wanted to praise it, it could be said that it was very artistic. If one did not like it, it could be said that it was very deformed.
From the southern part of the city to the suburbs, gun holes and bullet marks could be faintly seen on the streets. Because of the war that had lasted for many days, it was full of killing intent. However, in the depths of the side alleys, there was a clear smell of alcohol, mucus and the like.
Xu Le was used to the smell of chaos that was deeply rooted in the flesh of the city. Just like every time he went to the port, his mood would become a little impetuous.
Fortunately, the place to drink was very simple and quiet.
This was a barbeque stall. It was not open during the day, but when the Silver Phantom, which had become like a protective talisman of Ska City, stopped at the stall, the sleepy boss and the servants immediately showed boundless enthusiasm and excitement on their faces. They quickly set up a small square table on the side of the street.
Xu Le and Li Wei had known each other since they were young. When they were young, they mingled together in Zhonglou Street and those mines. Their relationship no longer required any pleasantries. All that was needed was two bottles of wine and a few words.
"Do you still remember what my dream was when I was young?"
Li Wei raised his neck and poured a cup of colorless and transparent liquor into his stomach. The heart-piercing burning sensation instantly stimulated his face to glow.
"Of course I remember. You wanted to become the fiercest black boss in Hexi Province."
Xu Le unhurriedly picked up a piece of pig's ear with his chopsticks and slowly chewed it. Then, he lifted the wine cup and sipped it. Although it was slow, the cup was still emptied.
"I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about your earliest dream."
Xu Le stared blankly. Then, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face. "You wanted to stew all the beef from the black market at Sixth Zheng's stall."
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(Author's note: Lord Wang Jinglue's book review at the top of the book review section needs support.
I also need support. I spent an entire night working on the outline for the latter part. When I counted, I found that I had written more than 8,000 words. I still have to write three more chapters. I'm really going to die.
What kind of support? If you love me, you can hug me. If you love me, you can kiss me.
Uh-huh. This rule is restricted to girls, regardless of age.
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