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Night, Colombia.

In western Colombia, there is a villa with almost no lights on. The nearby farm estates belong to the owner of the villa.

But in that empty villa, there is almost no cleaning servant or gardener.

It seems to be abandoned, but this villa does have an owner.

A slender black figure stood by the window of the huge study room, followed by the silver moonlight outside, and the light golden eyes were filled with a soul-stirring light.

Then, a rhythmic knock sounded from the door of the study, which seemed particularly clear and weird in this quiet night and in the empty villa.

"Enter." A slightly low and dull voice came.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study opened, and his light blue eyes had long been accustomed to the darkness around him. He locked his eyes on the figure by the window at a glance, walked up, and spoke fluently in English with great respect:

"Sir, I found out that the goods were robbed by Eddie Barkley."

As soon as the words came to an end, a sarcasm and bloodthirsty curve appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, his voice was mature with the years, his words were clear without any emotion: "Edie Barkley was afraid that he had forgotten who the owner of the European arms market was!"

"Sir, with just one word of your word, Eddie Barkley will kneel in front of you and double the goods."

"No." The man vetoed his opinion, his light golden eyes were stained with a cold mist. "Just use him to remind the entire European market so that they would not think that the sleeping lion had lost its sharp canine teeth and sharp claws and let them step on the territory that did not belong to them!"

The light blue eyes raised, and glanced at the unquestionable and noble noble in the light golden eyes, then lowered his head and bowed his head, his voice was stable, as if he was a robot who could only follow the instructions:

“yes,my—lord.”

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Las Vegas is the largest city in Nevada, USA, also known as the world's entertainment capital, sin city, casino...

This is a paradise of desire, a holy place for vacation, and a bliss for gamblers.

This gun exhibition has attracted the attention of the media and visited the crowd, because it has only been two months since the last riot. In this country where guns are legal, buying these machines that take lives is like buying some daily goods in a supermarket. As long as you have enough funds, after filling out forms and review, you can buy an unlimited number of guns...

She simply didn't have a gun license, so she couldn't buy any machine from this exhibition, and she didn't intend to move these things.

More importantly, she is poor!

Qi and Cyril directly found the staff of the exhibition and handed the bullet shell to him. He looked at the code and diameter of the bullet shell, and turned to Qiril in front of him, and asked:

"Is there anything that can help you?"

He simply pulled the corners of his mouth and made up lies without blushing or panting: "My friend asked me to come here to buy this kind of bullet."

She knew that if she told the source of the bullet she wanted to miss the bullet, she would likely be rejected.

The staff looked at the simple black eyes suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke out: "Wait a moment, I need to ask if there is any such bullet product."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared from his simple sight.
Chapter completed!