Liu Chen looked down and his heart skipped a beat too; the quality of the gun in front of him was clearly inferior, it felt light in his hand, and the trigger wouldn't pull—it was obviously a child's toy gun.
Before they set off, Liu Chen had specifically checked and the dozen or so rifles were all genuine. Now, they had all turned into junk.
Suddenly, several burly men pulled out their weapons and aimed at Liu Chen and the others. Da Zhong hastily shouted, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Don't rush, brothers, there must be a misunderstanding here."
"What misunderstanding? Explain it to me," the man in sunglasses demanded.
Da Zhong turned to Liu Chen and asked, "Mr. Liu, what in the world is going on? Director He asked you to escort these, we can't have this kind of problem."
Liu Chen sneered inside, thinking how this guy wanted to push all the responsibility onto him when things went south? No way, they definitely moved the real goods last night.
