As he spoke, Song Jinmin threw his armband over, which was caught by the leader.
The moment he saw the armband, the leader's eyes widened as he shouted,
"Put the guns down, all of you!"
More than 20 people lowered their guns. The leader of the group walked towards Song Jinmin.
"You don't have to be searched. Tell me what you want to buy. As long as we have something, we can provide it to you."
"Where's your leader, Hassan? We want to buy a lot of things. Can you make the decision on his behalf?"
"The leader isn't here. I'll be in charge here for the time being."
"Alright then." Song Jinmin stubbed out his cigarette. "We need some weapons. Bring us over to look."
"Alright, please follow me."
Everyone got into the car again. After driving for more than ten minutes, they arrived at a large underground warehouse.
Almost all of the more advanced weapons on the market could be found here.
