"Let's go." Hu Hu first unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the cabin.
He stood tall and straight, without uttering a word, silently leading the way.
He exuded an aloof and unapproachable aura, a stark contrast to his previous casual attitude towards acquaintances.
Jiang Qingwan followed closely behind.
Hu Hu walked up to a car, opened the door, and waved for Jiang Qingwan to get in.
Seeing this, Jiang Qingwan also put on a stern face, didn't say a word, and silently got into the car.
After seeing Jiang Qingwan get into the car, Hu Hu closed the door, walked around to the other passenger seat, and got in.
The carriage was silent. The dim moonlight and the faint light from cell phones outside the windows could not illuminate anyone's face.
The car sped along the flat road, surrounded by increasingly sparse buildings and increasingly dim streetlights.
"Let's go." Hu Hu remained sparing with words, turning to Jiang Qingwan and saying.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingwan opened the car door and got out.
This is an abandoned old factory.
This old factory looks like it's been around for a long time; the walls are dilapidated and there are loose pieces of paint.
There wasn't even a streetlamp. It was dimly lit.
Hu Hu led Jiang Qingwan inside the factory and found a combination lock box on the wall at a corner.
He took out the key and inserted it into the lock. With a creak, a wooden block on the floor rattled.
It's another tunnel.
Hu Hu took Jiang Qingwan downstairs.
"This is it. As per your request, we've brought some weapons here." Hu Hu pulled open the heavy partition and pointed to the various types of weapons in front of him.
Pistols, rifles, sniper rifles.
Hand grenades, smoke grenades, and stun grenades.
All of them are military supplies that can be operated by a single person.
Jiang Qingwan was very satisfied after hearing Hu Hu's introduction.
"This is my foreign currency bank card. The PIN is eight ones." Jiang Qingwan handed over the bank card.
After Hu Hu accepted the bank card, he began to discuss the subsequent transaction details.
"You're given two days to use this warehouse. How you move and handle these weapons is none of our business."
"I'll leave now. Our deal can end here, and we'll settle the payment."
After speaking, Hu Hu left the key with Jiang Qingwan and turned to leave.
This is one method of black market trading.
This prevents sellers from knowing where buyers are shipping their goods and then using violence to take them back.
Jiang Qingwan used her divine sense to explore her surroundings.
There was still no one else there, and no cameras.
It seems the seller has a lot of professional ethics.
After Jiang Qingwan packed all the military supplies into her spatial storage, she turned and left.
Because she was abroad, Jiang Qingwan didn't have many concerns and directly made all the surveillance cameras that recorded her image scramble for a few seconds.
Since we're already here, right?
Then I'll stockpile some more oil.
Since her deal with Hu Hu was over, she went back alone.
Jiang Qingwan took out an electric car from her spatial storage, opened her phone's map, searched for all the nearby gas stations, and then stood outside and secretly moved half of the oil inventory.
Unlike goods displayed outside, the amount of oil is not readily apparent to everyone.
It's estimated that even when the apocalypse arrives, no one will necessarily notice that half of the oil at the gas station has disappeared.
Country R also has excellent automobile manufacturing technology.
During the day, they would buy a stocked RV, load it into the stocked RV, and transport it back to China.
Jiang Qingwan selected a car dealership that liked modified cars, searched for its address, and prepared to go there to make the transaction as soon as the store opened.
Jiang Qingwan rode her electric scooter around, and as she was about to reach the car dealership, she passed a small park.
Let's go to the park's restroom.
Jiang Qingwan parked her electric scooter on the street, walked through the park fence, found the women's restroom, and went inside.
Jiang Qingwan closed the door and returned to her personal space.
There are no containers for collecting oil, but it is automatically stored in space.
The black oil was encased in a luminous white transparent film and floated in mid-air.
The military supplies were also automatically organized so neatly that even someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't find fault with them.
It's time to go check on the ranch.
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