Brad patted Lu Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Friend, I know that Orientals are more reserved, and when they come to old friends, they will be their own home, and mine is yours, and they are my two favorite women." ”

"Hi, handsome guy!"

The two black 'beauties' twisted their graceful postures, and kept throwing flattering glances at Lu Feng.

You're an uncle.

Lu Feng almost threw up, and scolded Brad half to death in his heart.

Your favorite woman, I mean that you have used it for Lao Tzu.

Also, it's not Lu Feng's racial discrimination, it's an aesthetic problem, he really can't stand it.

"Don't, I'm ...... you two beauties The beauty is not interested, Brad, let's not make such jokes. ”

Lao Tzu is here to ask you to help, not especially to find a woman.

Well, even if you're looking for a woman, don't play like that, it's going to kill you.

"Understand, understand, understand."

Brad had a look on his face that I understood, and then snapped his fingers again.

What's the matter now, I saw a black guy with a feminine aura come out, aimed at Lu Feng with alternative eyes, licked the corners of his mouth, and kept shaking his eyebrows at Lu Feng.

"How's this?" Brad lowered his voice.

Lu Feng punched Brad in the eye, "How about your uncle, get out." ”

Click!

Seeing that Brad was beaten, dozens of brothers around him raised their guns and stared at Lu Feng very unfriendly.

"Fake."

Brad scolded and covered his eyes, "If you can't look at it, you can't look at it, why are you beating people, what are you doing, put down the gun for me." ”

Lu Feng was half depressed and shook his head, "Give me a car." ”

“OK。”

When he saw Brad's car, Lamborghini poison, Lu Feng gave a thumbs up, "Rich man." ”

"Robbed."

“……”

Getting into the car, starting the car, the engine roared like a beast, and Lu Feng rushed out with one foot on the accelerator, kicking up billowing dust.

When Lu Feng left, Brad returned to his usual complexion.

"Boss, this person ......"

"Let those guys come back, they must be back in two days, no, in one day."

"Understood."

……

One day later, a lot of changes took place in the day, and the name Martin suddenly popped up in certain circles.

A genius-level weapons expert instantly attracted the attention of many arms dealers.

"Shet!"

But Martin was not happy about this, as the saying goes, if you are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and being too famous is not necessarily a good thing.

Just because he's a fan of weapons doesn't mean he likes to be on the cusp of the waves.

Besides, Martin is not a fool, how could he suddenly become famous.

Marita blew a big bubble and exploded when she touched it, quipping, "Pony, sign me." ”

"Fuck off, bother."

Marita giggled, and was just about to finish speaking, when several cars came from outside and stopped in front of her.

Seeing this, Marita and Martin glanced at each other.

A lot of people got out of the car, first a group of people in black suits, followed by two people dressed in Arab clothes.

"Hello, Mr. Martin, my name is Ahmed, and I am interested to hear that you are a weapon genius." Ahmed nodded respectfully.

Martin pouted, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ahmed, I think you're mistaken, I don't sell weapons. ”

"I can give you a lot of money, you should know, I am from Arabia and there is no shortage of money."

In the oil country, the most important thing is money, and Ferrari can be used as a magical place for taxis.

"I'm sorry."

First famous, and then came buyers, even if he is good at modifying weapons, but he is not an arms dealer, and he sells ready-made weapons, and likes to modify weapons, which is essentially different from an arms dealer in the real sense.

Seeing that Martin didn't let go, Ahmed wasn't in a hurry, and glanced at another person beside him, who gave the black suit a look.

I saw the black suit take out two boxes from the car, which were full of brand new dollars.

"It's a deposit, Mr. Martin, and I'm coming with sincerity."

Two full boxes of dollars, at least two million, Martin didn't react, but Marita's eyes were starry.

Although people like them see money just as a number, seeing so much money in front of them makes it feel like they don't need to drop, for example, the same one million, one million in the account and one million in cash, the visual impact is different.

"I'm not short of money, I'm very fond of weapons, especially special ones, Mr. Martin, you should think about it."

Crunch!

At this moment, two more cars roared up, and seven or eight people got out of the cars.

"Hello, Mr. Martin, right?"

A gang of Arabs came, and another gang came.

Wrong.

And also!

Because in sight, two more convoys appeared.

Marita leaned against Martin and lowered her voice, "Hey, it seems like they're all coming for you." ”

"Don't talk." It's not necessarily a good thing to find so many people.

The three parties who appeared later all meant this, and they were very interested in the weapons in Martin's hands and were not short of money.

"Guys, please go back, I don't sell weapons, I just have this hobby, I'm going to disappoint you, I don't have that much interest in money, thank you." Martin turned the Quartet back.

"Mr. Martin, please think again." Ahmed still insisted.

One of the other parties also said, "Yes, we all came with sincerity, hoping to make friends with Mr. Martin." ”

Make friends?

It's not as simple as making friends, and once the opening is opened, Martin knows exactly what kind of situation he will be in, and it is the arms dealers who want to kill him.

Because he sells weapons, he is openly competing for jobs with arms dealers.

Crunch!

The fifth convoy came, and the one who got out of the car was a woman, tall and wearing sunglasses.

The appearance of the tall woman instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Hello, Mr. Martin." The tall woman approached and held out her hand.

Martin had no intention of shaking hands, "I said, don't sell weapons." ”

"Mr. Martin misunderstood, I'm not interested in your weapons, I'm interested in you." The tall woman took off her sunglasses and smiled, "I need your talents." ”

Sure enough, these people showed up and took the bait.

The people around Ahmet looked at him, and he understood, "Wait, this young lady, what do you mean?" ”

"It's not interesting." The tall woman shrugged.

Ahmed frowned, "We're all here for Mr. Martin's weapons, isn't it too much for you to take Mr. Martin away." ”

Brush Brush Brush!

The black suit next to him immediately pulled out his gun and aimed the muzzle at the tall woman.

"You took Mr. Martin, where are we going to buy the weapons we want, looking for you, woman, hmph, I hope you don't do stupid things." Ahmed said coldly.

With him at the beginning, the other three parties also stared at the tall woman.

"As long as you can afford it, of course you can come to me." The tall woman smiled slightly.

(End of chapter)