Ark Arms Dealer

The meaning of their existence is to let Ms. Sicily know that their family will not betray.

"We will protect you in the name of Sicily. Isabella, are you planning to go back and fight?"

"Of course, Ms. Sicily. The blood debt must be paid in blood. The good guys in our family and I have already made up our minds."

"Okay. I'll have my men follow you. You go now."

"Thank you!"

Isabella hurried away.

Ms. Sicily glanced at her, got up and walked outside the political affairs hall.

Among those "fire seeds", a little blond girl with nine big tails is particularly conspicuous.

She was comforting the compatriots around her. Although it was clear at first glance that it was just a parody of an adult's actions, the appearance of trying her best was too cute, so it had an unexpected effect.

"You did a good job raising your daughter. Do your best to survive, Isabella."

Chapter 239 Well-behaved and sensible Lisa

Little Lisa is trying to reassure her compatriots.

Following her mother's example, she calmed everyone down with her immature voice and firm tone.

When someone couldn't stop crying, Lisa listened to their unease and smiled at the fear that haunted them.

Lisa is a cute little wolper (fox) girl with oriental features.

The features on her body are so distinct that before recognizing her, one would often recognize that huge feature first—a full nine fluffy tails.

Nine tails, this is the unique lineage of the gods and people of the priests of the Dongguo Shrine.

Lisa inherited this from her father, making her at one time considered her father's heir.

But her father didn't want his daughter to be locked into endless repetitive work like he was.

With this selfishness in mind, he cooperated with his wife and sent his daughter out of the Eastern Kingdom with difficulty to Syracuse, her hometown.

Since then, Lisa has been living in Syracuse and has never returned to the closed Eastern Kingdom.

And although she misses her father, she may never see her again.She can't even know how her father is doing now.

Lisa, who continued to grow up under her mother's education, gradually came out of the sadness of being separated from her father, but she also became more like her father, like a priest.

She is well-behaved and sensible. She always keeps quiet on weekdays. She is willing to observe others and is good at listening. She is completely different from those active children.

Premature growth, although in the eyes of adults, is very worry-free, but it also makes adults feel distressed.

Lisa's mother, Isabella, originally planned to retire from the front line after working for a while to spend time with her daughter, but this happened unexpectedly.

"Don't worry everyone. My mother is very powerful, and everyone in the family is also very brave. They will not lose to the invaders, and they sent us out to fight with their hands free."

"So... all we have to do now is wait, pray, and stay out of trouble. They'll be coming to us soon with victory!"

Lisa, who should have been the most helpless and frightened, said so, and no matter what kind of thoughts the compatriots have, they have no choice but to believe so now.

It was Lisa's mother who rushed to the front to fight, and the battlefield has always been ruthless, and no one can guarantee that they will come back alive after stepping on the battlefield.

Lisa's strong smile made many crying adults feel ashamed.

After appeasing everyone, Lisa turned her head and looked at the Sicilian lady in black.

She saluted like her mother in her memory, and said crisply:

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Sicilian."

"Your mother has already thanked me, Miss. The hall on the west side has been vacated, you can rest there first. Since you can come to the city, some unclean guys can too. So, now I can't let you get out of here."

"We will follow your arrangement."

Lisa swung her big tail and turned around, beckoning her compatriots to leave with her.

Ms. Sicily looked at the appearance of these dozens of people obeying a little girl, and she didn't know whether to lament that the little lady was very capable, or lament that the others didn't come from gangsters.

Even if she doesn't have the ability to fight, she shouldn't behave like this, not even a little girl who pretends to be strong.

However, when she thought of the style of Isabella's family, Ms. Sicily felt that she could understand it.

These guys separate fighting and life so much that the family members are well protected.

They haven't seen much, and they don't know that gang fights are not just the usual slapstick in the city.

This overprotection is not a good thing, as evidenced by today's ugliness.

"Dewey."

"I'm here, sister."

"Help me contact Mr. Qin Feng. Ask him if the Laplande family's spy information mentioned earlier can be traded now."

Ms. Sicily looked at the street scene outside the political affairs hall and sighed:

"I thought that we could catch them all with our own hands. But now it seems that we can't do it."

"Zeya Intelligence's intelligence network is as terrifying as rumors. If they become enemies one day, we may die without knowing why."

"We have to be on our guard against them, but now, this intelligence capability can also help us."

Dewey was half a step behind, standing beside Miss Sicily.

He said: "Sister, do you mean that people from Lapland may do something in our city?"

Ms. Sicily nodded slightly:

"After all, it is Laplande. With their madness, the possibility of such a thing is very high. They have always liked to use terror and blood to deter the enemy. It is their common method to attack the enemy's family members spiritually."

"If they have already sent people into the city, then those killers should have gathered in the safe house prepared by the secret post. We must take the initiative to prevent them from harming our friends in our city."

"Understood. I'll do it now."

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Of course, the move of the Sicilian family to send troops out could not be hidden from Qin Feng.

He did a little research and found that it was another gang war, so he didn't take it to heart.

In the territory of Syracuse, there has been a war between city-states almost every day recently, and this kind of thing is not surprising.

Because of this unstable status quo, the transaction volume of various arms dealers has also increased.

In today's gang war, apart from the fact that the Laplande family is a participant, there is nothing worth noting.

And because of this, as long as there is a battle nearby, Laplande, who would go to watch the battle even if he can't join in the fun, rarely has any plans to go out of the city to watch the show.

She still doesn't know how to face her former family, so she can only hope that this day will not come, or follow her instinct on the spot.

After instructing Laplande not to run around, Qin Feng accepted Dewey's invitation and went to the political affairs hall to meet him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Qin Feng. Why did you come here in person?"

"I heard that some asylum seekers have come here. I am very interested in them. I can just ask them if they want to do business. This is the compiled information. These are the few places I know so far. It is not ruled out that there are undisclosed ones." Dark Whistle exists."

De Wei took the document from Qin Feng's hand and thanked him:

"It's enough. The fee will be transferred to your company's account. If you want to find them, just talk to any person on guard. However, I may have to remind you that they are all family members who do not have the ability to fight."

"I didn't intend to sell weapons at first. Changing equipment on the spot is not necessarily a good thing. I plan to ask them if they need security services."

Dewey said with a smile: "With our protection, at least they should not be needed in this city. Please do your best, I will excuse you first."

After Dewey left, Qin Feng also talked to the sentries, and led them to the hall where the asylum seekers gathered.

In fact, he doesn't care whether the business can be negotiated or not. It's just that the enemy of an enemy is a friend. If protecting them can add trouble to the Laplande family, this business can be done.

"Excuse me, excuse me. Who are you talking about now?"

"—It's me. Hello big brother, what can you do for us?"

Nine tails came into view first, and then Qin Feng heard the voice of the little princess.

A blond girl with nine tails who looked younger than Amiya, maybe under ten years old, was looking at him curiously.

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PS: There are some loopholes, and a lot of deletions have been made.The update at [-]:[-] noon is late, so I will make it up in the evening, tomorrow at the latest.

Chapter 240 I Still Don’t Teach My Children It’s Bad

Seeing this 1.2-meter-tall young lady with a strong sense of presence, Qin Feng couldn't help but look at her tail twice, and then looked at the nearly 80 people gathered in the hall.

Qin Feng's first reaction was that this young lady might be the king of the dozen or so children here.

But he knew that one should not judge a person by its appearance, so he decided to confirm it.

He squatted down, looked at the other side, and said:

"I'm here to do business. Are you really the only one who can take responsibility now?"

"Hmm... business, I don't know much about it. Maybe the uncles can help me tell the difference. But, I am indeed the person with the highest status here, that's what my mother said."

"Okay, then please take care of me. My name is Qin Feng, and I am the boss of Zeya Intelligent. This is my business card. Show it to your uncles and let them look up my information. Specifically , I sell arms and mercenaries."

"Qin Feng...Qin Feng? I've heard of you, big brother! My lord mother said, uh..."

The smile on the girl's face froze.

What follows is inappropriate.

Her mother said that Qin Feng was able to crush the family by himself, and his power also stirred up the entire Syracuse. Today's gang conflicts would not be so intense without them as the catalyst.

Without this man, Syracuse would have had at least a few more years of peace.

This is true in a certain sense. If Qin Feng does not come to fight the price war, it will be impossible to deploy the top-notch weapons on the market, and the upper limit of the intensity of gang wars will be much lower than it is now.

The Syracusians have always been fighting with a lot of vigor and unique spells, and their armed level can only be said to be no lower than the average level of their neighbors.

Relying on this ruthlessness, the gangsters exiled from the country, or the gangsters who went out to "friendly exchanges", not only can fight with Sarkaz mercenaries from the neighboring country Kazdel, but also in the distant Yan Kingdom, the internally closed Dongguo and other places can also come up with something famous.