Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

When it came to inspecting the goods, the officer agreed readily, but after Lancer came in, he discovered that the boxes stocked here seemed a little different.

There is nothing unusual about the number on the box. What is suspicious is the painting of the box.

Several boxes stacked together look the same, but if they are opened separately, you can see that the paint colors are darker and lighter.

As he spoke, the officer had already removed a saber from his body and pried open the lid along the gap in the box.

Lancer: "..."

Are the arms here so casually stored?

After the box was pried open, Mr. Xun took the lead in taking out the goods and observing them in his hands. The quality of the goods was unexpectedly good.

He doubted his eyes a little.

Seeing his unpromising look, the officer sneered, "Humph! Don't worry, we are old friends who have cooperated for many years. We can't always let you suffer, right?"

Mr. Xun said hello several times, but before he could take a closer look, Ginjiu stepped forward, looked at the goods in his hand, and put them back into the box.

He asked the officer: "Is everything the same here?"

"Of course!" the officer replied without thinking, "How could we use something we use ourselves to deceive you?"

I heard Rai sneer from behind.

Everyone else also showed a look of understanding.

Lancer asked: "If they are all the same, you won't stop us from picking up the boxes when we pick up the goods, right?"

The officer narrowed his eyes keenly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I just want to know how sincere you are to cooperate with us." Lancer put his hand on Gin's shoulder in a frivolous manner, and said with a smile: "Don't you think that we are easy to fool, so you plan to wait until When you pick up the goods, can you exchange those defective items for us?"

The officer was so reprimanded that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lancer started to get angry: "Isn't it right? You wouldn't really do that, would you?"

officer:"……"

At this time, if the momentum loses a bit, the deal may suffer.

He felt that these people were specifically targeting him, so when he was annoyed, he took out a pistol from his waistband and put it against Lancer's head.

"Are you looking for death? Dare you go against me? If you don't want to do this deal, get out. Don't force me to shoot you!"

"Whose territory is this? You didn't even think about it before coming here! Do you dare to challenge me?"

Lancer tilted his head back and clicked his tongue: "Don't point the gun at my head, or you will regret it."

"I just pointed it out, what's wrong——"

This guy made it clear that he wanted to confront Lancer, and he even increased the force on his hands. Lancer's head almost fell to the ground.

When the officer was arrogant, Gin did not tolerate him. He took out his pistol and put it on the officer's head smoothly.

"Farewell."

In the officer's frightened eyes, "Why do you have a gun on you?", Gin fired calmly.

With a bang, he leaned back and fell on the wooden box containing the ammunition.

The two sergeants following him also had their necks broken by Bomore and Ley's quick actions, and were then dragged into the warehouse by them.

The door of the warehouse was temporarily closed. After Lancer searched the officer's identity card from his body, he pulled out the dark-painted wooden box hidden at the bottom and kicked off the lid.

Mr. Xun didn't expect them to be so ruthless. Looking at the body of the officer lying on the ground, he suddenly said nervously: "Why did you kill him? If this business line is broken, the boss will not let me go!"

In such a trouble-prone warehouse, Gin found a corner against the wall, couldn't help but smoke a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, without intending to light it.

"If the boss knows that you have repeatedly suffered losses in this business line, do you think you will get any good results? When the organization was established, the original intention was to never engage in loss-making business."

Mr. Xun hesitated: "But..."

"If a person is weak and incompetent, he will always be taken advantage of. Isn't it a good thing to have a temper occasionally and make your partner change his mind about you?"

Gin always has his own set of tricks when persuading people, "What's more, you don't have to choose to cooperate with them. There are many people doing this overseas. As long as Mr. Xun doesn't mind, I am willing to help." You set up a line."

Hearing this, Mr. Xun showed a flattered expression on his face.

"Really? It would be great if that's the case..."

While they were talking, others had already dug out weapons suitable for themselves from the box.

Rai found a big sniper and packed it with bullets. He said a little regretfully: "I'm still used to using my own gun."

Lancer stood aside and joked: "What? Is that AWM your wife? You have to touch it several times every day before you feel relieved?"

The man in the knitted hat squinted at him: "I really want to know what strange things Gin put into your mind."

"That's a lot." Lancer smiled with his white teeth showing, "If you are willing to listen, I can start from the time we first met..."

Not seeing them chattering at this time, Chianti asked impatiently: "What should we do next? Should we take these goods away first?"

Gin crossed his arms and whispered: "The truck pulling the goods has already arrived at the door. Vodka's leader is arranging the loading of the goods - I don't want the wooden boxes with light color painting, but take the rest."

"Chianticolon goes to the commanding heights, Beaumorcamu stays here, Pomaro goes on patrol, and Leylanthe comes with me."

Lancer glanced at Chianti, who had already fled, but hesitated to speak.

After the three people walked out of the warehouse, Rai asked: "You seemed to have something to say just now?"

There was a group of patrolling soldiers in front of them. They waited for the group of soldiers to leave in unison before walking around to the front of the buildings.

Lancer looked behind him and released all the bees in the system space.

A floating optical electronic panel appeared in front of his and Gin's eyes at the same time, and images from more than a dozen places were transmitted back.

Gin raised his eyebrows at such a convenient thing, feeling a little happy when he saw it.

Lancer asked Ley, "What do you think of Chianti and Cohen's marksmanship?"

Hearing this, Rai's indifferent face showed a bit of interest, and the corners of his mouth twitched up.

"It is rumored that they are the best snipers in the organization. As long as anyone is targeted by them, almost no one can escape their bullets."

Lancer paused, "What I asked was the truth, not flattery. The mobile headset is turned off right now, and they can't hear you if you praise them."

"Oh." Rai held the gun and his mood changed very quickly.

"Two rookies."