The war began in sync, the financial war, and the counterattack.
Batches of firearms were bought from a certain channel and sold at a low price to people who needed them.
The shadow responsible for Qin Yu's safety shook hands with a burly middle-aged man. The transaction was officially completed.
"Your Excellency, please tell me your name. These weapons saved our lives."
"You don't need to know my name. You have to do a good job. In the future, weapons of this price will be given to you continuously."
The middle-aged man stopped talking. He had guessed that this was definitely a game between some large countries.
And they were only agents chosen by certain forces, but that did not dampen their enthusiasm, for they fought for their homes.
"Godfather, the goods have arrived. We made a small profit."
