Xiang Yu spoke in a pitiable way, and he made it clear that if he had enough weapons, making money would be a piece of cake.
Zhang Dongxu was stupefied by Xiang Yu's straightforward words; he had already fallen into Xiang Yu's trap. If Liu Lianyu were here to hear Xiang Yu's eloquent speech, she would definitely recruit him to Evil God as a lecturer.
This was simply a brainwashing rhythm.
"Brother Zhang, I know your capabilities, and getting some guns wouldn't be a problem for you, when I make money, the first person I'll repay will be you, Zhang Dongxu," Xiang Yu said sincerely, sitting across from Zhang Dongxu.
At that moment, Zhang Dongxu was filled with boundless enthusiasm, and then he slapped his chest and said, "Rest assured, brother Xiang, I can't promise anything else, but getting some guns is absolutely no problem."
Seeing that the time was ripe, Xiang Yu quickly had Tie Zhuzi bring some paper and pen, and he listed what he wanted: two sniper rifles, various bullets…
