"This...this..."

Ruan Wenxiong was so excited he could barely speak, "These are all for me?"

You're overthinking it.

Ruan Wenxiong: "..."

"Brother, didn't you spend a lot of money to buy a batch of weapons? Take a look at my goods. If you're satisfied, I'll sell them to you too."

"You... sold it to me?" Ruan Wenxiong was completely dumbfounded.

"What? You think it's not enough?" Lin Feng curled his lip. "I have an arms base that's hundreds of times bigger than this. You can have as much as you want! Besides these, I can also get airplanes and tanks, as long as you have the money!"

Ruan Wenxiong: "..."

He suddenly realized that the Southern National Liberation Front had sent him here only to be humiliated!

The National League for Democracy has planes and tanks; have the higher-ups lost their minds?

To recruit them?

This is supposed to be recruiting him? It's practically ripping him off!

Seeing that Nguyen Van Hung's face was ashen, Lin Feng chuckled and leaned closer, whispering, "Brother, how about it? Do you like this batch of weapons?"

"I like it...I like it."

Ruan Wenxiong swallowed repeatedly.

"Since you like it, brother, just tell me. If you want some, I'll give you a 20% discount!"

Lin Feng looked at Ruan Wenxiong with a smile.

Nguyen Van Hung's eyes instantly turned red, and he held up a finger, "MAS 1936 rifle."

"How many?" Lin Feng feigned shock. "One million?"

Ruan Wenxiong: "..."

"Ahem, what I mean is..."

Nguyen Van Hung quickly corrected himself, "One thousand."

Now it was Lin Feng's turn to be dumbfounded. In just a few seconds, his face turned from white to green, then from green to black, and then from black to purple.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Lin Feng roared angrily, "Wang Lichen! Show the guest out!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Lichen immediately and coldly rebuked Ruan Wenxiong: "Please!"

Then, two guards grabbed Nguyen Van Hung's arms and put him into the car.

I don't know where it got lost.

After the guards dragged Ruan Wenxiong away, Lin Feng's face was full of contempt. "Poor bastard, trying to act all high and mighty in front of me..."