The Krab King Boss at Hogwarts

The bus drove slowly and slowly, and the driver was Edward.

Everyone ate hot pot and sang songs all the way. They set off in the morning and arrived at Puget Sound in the afternoon.

Seattle is the largest city in Washington state. It is quiet and prosperous, fashionable and romantic. It has the bustling lights of a big city and the tranquility and elegance of a small village.

An entertainment service company that Richard contacted in advance has rented a cliffside villa on the Puget Sound.

"How much did it cost you to rent this place?"

Bella looked at the villa on the coast. This location faced the sea, with the sea breeze blowing and the air fresh.

The villa is in an excellent location, on a cliff dozens of meters high.

The field of view is very wide, easy to defend but difficult to attack, and a few machine guns can guard the way up.

"No money."

Richard stared at Edward who was leaning towards Bella. He had promised Jacob not to let Edward escape.

Natasha got the signal and pulled Bella, separating her from Edward.

He was doing his best for that licking wolf.

It's not that it's stopping Edward and Bella from being attracted to each other, but they are not together yet.

At least he can't let his good brother lose a lot of money for no reason.

........

The lights in the villa were bright, and in front of the fenced gate, a man with a tall figure and a military style was waiting.

Natasha and Bella entered the villa with a group of classmates, while Richard talked with the man.

"Hello, Mr. Richard! I am Tom Cruise, the receptionist at Red Romance Service Company."

As he said this, the man took out an ID. It was not a service company, but someone from District 13.

International criminal organizations and the Supernatural Disaster Protection Agency!

Abbreviated as District 13.

Looking at the middle-aged man's ID, he was a little surprised. There were so many named Tom, as long as his surname was not Riddle!

He took out his ID and motioned for the other party to lead the way.

The two bypassed the people in the front hall of the villa and came to a storage room in the back.

The middle-aged man moved away a pile of debris and opened a high-tech password door with LED lights, revealing a dark underground passage.

There were too many people named Tom, so Richard called each other by their last names, "Cruise, is this the base of Area 13?"

"No, this is our 13th District's arms warehouse in Seattle. There are similar ones in every big city. Normally, there is no one stationed there. They just store weapons."

Cruise led the way, and Richard followed him inside, entering a wide underground space with rows of lights on the ceiling.

It was filled with all kinds of munitions, including heavy weapons, such as machine guns, rifles, artillery, and rocket launchers.

Richard was shocked: "District 13 is really rich!"

There were actually several tanks and an armed helicopter parked there. You know, this is just an inconspicuous warehouse!

"These things should have no effect on people like you, Mr. Richard."

"nonsense!"

Richard said in a low-key tone: "It's still useful. Can I take all of these?"

"With your level, Mr. Richard, you can use some weapons."

Cruise nodded, took a step back, and motioned to Richard to make his own choice.

He was a little regretful. His original intention was to empty it out so that he could sell it if he couldn't use it all.

He wandered around the arms warehouse, looking for laser weapons, but found nothing. It seemed that Sheriff Black still had reservations about him.

Richard retreated to the next best thing and picked up a machine gun weighing dozens of kilograms, "Wow, these six barrels are very powerful!"

This should be more powerful than Barrett. Real men should use this. I wonder if the little wizards can withstand the torture?

"The M134 rapid-fire machine gun is the latest model. It has not yet been widely popularized. It is driven by an electric motor and has a rate of fire of up to 7500 rounds per minute."

"Mr. Richard, you can experience it!"

Cruise pointed at a human-shaped target in the distance, worried that Richard would not adapt and kill himself.

Before he came, Chief Black specifically confessed that this little wizard was the treasure of District 13.

Chief Black was thinking very long-term. A Richard with great potential was enough to invest in him.

Besides, Richard still has classmates. If he can bring a few classmates to join District 13 when he graduates, it will be a big profit.

"Dudududu..."

Richard held the gun, bullet casings piled up, and he shot the human target into pieces in a few seconds.

The bullets left craters on the wall, and the recoil made him slide backwards.

After experiencing it for a while, he shook his numb arm and said regretfully: "It's electric~"

"Forget it, I'll get a few purely mechanical guns and a few RPG rounds, and I'll return them to you after the vampires are taken care of."

Richard lost interest. No live equipment could be used in Hogwarts, otherwise he really wanted to take the M134 rapid-fire machine gun to the school and have fun.

"Mr. Richard, there is no need to pay it back!"

"Sergeant Black specially requested that I modify a few hand-cranked M134 rapid-fire machine guns for you. Although the rate of fire cannot reach the optimal speed, it should be enough for self-defense!"

Cruise dragged out several large boxes. In addition to the specially modified hand-cranked machine gun that he said, there were also more than ten ammunition boxes, a box of grenades, and the AK47 with simple structure and reliable performance.

Being used to Barrett, he didn't care much about the AK47, but he was very interested in a few hand-cranked machine guns.

Richard could already imagine himself carrying a bullet box and a machine gun, mowing down the young wizards until their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

It's too cruel and bloody, you can't treat your classmates like this!

If he dared to treat his classmates like this, Dumbledore would probably greet him with Avada chewing a big melon.

Azkaban will prepare the best private room for him, with dementors serving it around the clock.

"Prepare a few more bullet boxes for me. I will go to school in a month. When the bullets are used up, it will be hard to replenish them!"

"Oh~ By the way, you can also reimburse me for the yacht I rented this time~"

Richard's face was full of kindness, and he patted Cruise on the shoulder, as if he would give you a good word in front of Chief Black.

The other party readily agreed that the organization's money would not be used in vain.

He promised that he would file a report and apply for reimbursement, and also helped Richard come up with a firepower configuration that could handle company-level battles.

After gaining a lot, he saw a sneaky Natasha at the door.

Cruise wisely left, and Richard pinched the girl's face and pulled it to both sides, "What are you doing secretly?"

"Shawn cotton...what kind of breasts do you have?"

"Nothing, just a few weapons."

The old man took out two small grenades from his backpack and played with them like a plate of walnuts.

The two grenades made Natasha's eyes light up, and she was also very greedy for Richard's Barrett.

Destructive weapons, this girl is very interested in.

Richard taught seriously: "A little girl can't think about guns and cannons all day long, that's too violent!"

"It's too late..."