Restart Red Moon, from arms dealer to imperial command

Chapter 42 The March Hare's Thoughts
This jump was not only for the thugs, but even the March Hare below was frightened so that his heart beat wildly.

"Don't even shoot!" March Hare yelled, "Point the gun down!"

Haiyan was still writhing crazily, trying to shake off the Atractylodes atractylodes on her body, and even flew up crazily to hit her back against the roof, crushing the Atractylodes atractylodes on her back into pieces.

Bai Shu decisively hugged the alien's neck, pinched the alien's stomach, and slid down to the alien's abdomen. The inertia of Haiyan colliding with the ceiling almost knocked her down.

Bai Shu freed his left hand and pulled out the electric baton around his waist, his shoulders caught the alien's jaw to prevent it from biting, his right hand hugged the alien's neck vigorously, and thrust the electric baton into the alien's eyes with his straight arm, smashing his brain!
"呲呲-"

Bai Zhu pushed the voltage to the highest frequency in one fell swoop.

The alien was stunned by the high-voltage electric shock, its wings fell stiffly like lead, and it swooped down. About two meters away from the ground, Bai Zhu jumped down, restraining his arms to avoid fractures, and rolled sideways on the ground.

"shot!"

The March Hare gave an order, and the sound of gunshots from all directions was like the sound of bamboo exploding into the hall.

The bullets fired quickly in the void formed a thin line like a phantom, and with the puffing sound of blood plasma, Haiyan was shot through the eye sockets and sprayed out her brains, falling to the ground dead!

The two thugs ran forward cautiously, refilling their guns to ensure death: "It's resolved."

March Rabbit breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Atractylodes who stood up and casually knocked off the soil on his clothes, feeling a chill and doubt in his heart.

She knew how crazy this man was when playing roulette, but most gamblers were driven crazy by desire. The March Hare had seen a lot of ridiculous things, and the most she thought was that it was bad for this man to risk business by ruining the place. Got the brain.

Even a little subtle disdain in my heart.

After all, in her opinion, this person's way of talking about business is really stupidly condescending, and even a little naive about their moral level.Design drawings are of course precious, but if people are imprisoned, tortured or even drugs are used, it is not impossible to squeeze out the value.

but now……

Such a kid can actually jump on an alien without hesitation, killing the enemy ruthlessly.It's even possible that she herself attracted the aliens for the design and production of the "Stinger".

No matter what, use any means necessary.

There is even a towering tree behind it, which can cooperate with her in the most important security of aliens.

March Rabbit has no doubts now, if she chose to play dirty with Bai Shu at the beginning, then Bai Shu could play hard with her, and even make her near death if she is not dead.

[The empire is surrounded by crises. Weapons are not only for buying and selling, but also for our own use. Our enemies are not only the officialdom and opponents, but even more deadly are aliens.Be able to independently produce weapons against aliens instead of passively purchasing them... In March, be smart and don't let your chips slip away from your gambling pool. 】

The teaching just now lingered in his ears, with a soft sigh.

Looking at the alien's corpse, the March Hare took a deep breath, realizing how stupid he was.

She was eager to see progress and profit, and even wanted to claim credit. She forgot their original intention of doing arms business, and was more limited to the few chips on the table, not seeing the rarer and more expensive in the gambling pool. wealth.

Regardless of whether it is the alien that this person has attracted, the production of "Stinger" is a foregone conclusion.

"Are you all right?"

After adjusting his mood, March Hare hurriedly ran to Bai Shu's side.

"It's okay. Call the third base's reporting line and ask them to deal with the aliens."

Bai Zhu looked at the alien blood on his body and frowned slightly.

The March Rabbit immediately understood: "I'll take care of it here, let the waiter take you to clean it first, and the medicine for decontamination will be sent later."

"Okay." Bai Zhu nodded, "But you first have people prepare cleaning items to prevent contamination in the casino."

"Okay." The March Hare turned to deal with it.

Seeing her busy, Bai Shu twisted her arms back and forth, and moved her sore shoulders from the fall. Looking at the pierced corpse of the alien, she smiled softly: "Thank you for your help."

A well-deserved death.

"Your mobile phone." The thug retrieved Bai Zhu's mobile phone from downstairs, leaned slightly and held it in both hands, "The screen is cracked, do you need us to prepare a new mobile phone for you? Or send it to be repaired."

"No need." Bai Shu took it back without looking at it and put it back in his pocket.

"I'll take you to the box." The thug straightened up and raised his hand to lead the way, "This way please."

Bai Shu nodded slightly and followed him to the box.

"All the decontamination medicines have been placed on the table in the house." The thug opened the door for Baizhu and bowed. "Please call us anytime if you need it."

"Understood." Bai Shu slightly raised his hand, with a calm tone, "Go and help Sanyue."

As soon as the door was closed, the thugs left.

Bai Shu took out his mobile phone to check whether there was a monitoring and tracking device, and when he pressed the switch, he found that it was still on, but the screen flickered a bit.

He's so strong, he didn't even get smashed to pieces after falling.

"What brand? Repurchase next time."

Bai Shu sighed inwardly, and checked the system, there was no hidden virus or software, and there was no trace of exported data or virus unlocking.

This phone can be lost, but some information in it is about Fatty Liu. Although Bai Shu has cleaned it once before, it is inevitable that some traces will not be noticed.

"This phone has been through many misfortunes for me. First I broke the phone card, then dropped it and disfigured it. The hardware is probably a bit broken... Forget it, buy a new phone so that even if I lose it, I will be sure that it will not be exposed."

Having made up his mind, Baizhu quickly used cleaning fluid to remove the pollution on his body. After a while, the receptionist brought him a new set of well-fitting clothes. The style was very similar to the one Baizhu had before, and you couldn't tell the difference even if you didn't look closely.

Bai Zhu changed her clothes and burned the old clothes stained with alien blood.

After everything was done, the noise outside the house also stopped.

When Bai Shu went out again, the alien had already been taken away, and the traces of the scene were cleaned up
"The efficiency of cleaning up is quite high." Baizhu said casually.

If it hadn't been for the luxurious headlights in the old box that hadn't been reinstalled and the leaky wall hadn't been repaired, I would have thought that nothing happened just now.

"It's all familiar errands," the March Rabbit replied with a smile, "I've practiced it."

This sentence can be translated as:

There are too many dirty things like murder and arson in casinos, and there is a lot of practice in dealing with traces.

There was nothing unusual about Bai Shu, and he even nodded knowingly: "Oh, practice makes perfect."

God damn practice makes perfect.

The March Rabbit kept smiling and guided politely: "This way please, let's change to a new box to discuss business."

She pushed open the door of the new box, and the interior decoration was exactly the same as the previous one.

Except the chandelier is not that luxurious.

"Can you tell me now, what should I call you?" The March Rabbit opened the chair by the long table and sat down, straight to the point, "What's your name?"

Bai Shu sat down, pondered for a moment, then knocked on the table and laughed:
"Miangui, my surname is Mu."

"Wood?"

This is obviously fake, the March Rabbit smiled and said frankly:

"Boss Mu, we bought the [Stinger] design and will put it into production as soon as possible. But since it is a cooperation, I want to know... what percentage of the profit do you want to take from this production line?"

(End of this chapter)