Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

"Choose whatever you want," Black Wolf said.

Upon hearing this, Chen An and Karl carefully examined the firearms and equipment around them. They had enough rifles and machine guns for the time being and did not need to replenish them.

So, we passed by these basic firearms and went to the back, where the weapons were really impressive—they were all huge!

He spotted a mortar at a glance!

"Karl, what do you mean by this mortar?" Chen An asked, looking at Karl.

Carl glanced at it and said in a deep voice, "Boss, this is the M224 60mm mortar used by the US military. Its range is about 3.5km. Its advantages are its lightness and accuracy. It is often used in mountainous areas. Overall, it is not bad."

After hearing this, Chen An turned to Black Wolf and asked, "What's the price of this M224 mortar?"

"You want to buy mortars?!" Black Wolf looked surprised, his curiosity growing. Military helicopters and mortars—what was Chen An up to?!

"Yes, I haven't tried it yet," Chen An said.

"Ten thousand dollars, take it if you want. I also have ammunition here."

Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take it. I'll take another look."

Soon Chen An noticed two handheld Gatling guns, each about a meter long, lying on the ground in the distance. His eyes lit up instantly, and he strode over to them.

"Black Wolf, you even have something like this?!"

Hearing the noise, Black Wolf looked over and saw the weapon Chen An was stroking. He reminded him, "This is a modified M134 six-barreled handheld Gatling gun. It's very heavy, and the recoil is so strong that it can't be controlled. It can only be used in vehicles."

"I don't know which bastard changed it like this, making it hard to sell now."

Upon hearing this, Chen An's expression shifted.

This handheld Gatling gun is perfect for assassins. With the attributes of "strong as an ox" and "martial arts master", wielding this M134 Gatling gun is a piece of cake.

The thought of two suicide soldiers wielding two Gatling guns and firing wildly was terrifying, he said impatiently.

"Black Wolf, I'll take these two M134 handheld Gatling guns!"

Upon hearing this, Black Wolf looked at him in disbelief. "Chen An, these two Gatling guns are useless to you. Even the strongest mercenary can only use them for a minute. The recoil is enough to tear your hand apart. You can only admire them after buying them."

"I have my uses for it, just sell it to me. Didn't you say it's hard to sell? Perfect, I'll take it," Chen An said.

"Are you sure?" Black Wolf confirmed again. "You know that weapons purchased are non-refundable."

"Confirmed." Chen An nodded.

"Okay!" Black Wolf then asked, "Anything else?"

Chen An pondered for a moment, then spoke up, "Also, give me four M320 grenade launchers. The rest are supplies. One hundred offensive and one hundred defensive M67 grenades!"

"Give me 10,000 rounds of each type of bullet, and calculate how much that will cost."

Black Wolf froze on the spot. "Chen An, tell me, are you planning a terrorist attack in Los Angeles? You're buying more and more each time. To be honest, I'm a little scared."

"After all, this is America, not the Middle East."

Chen An laughed and said, "I already said it's overseas, so you don't need to worry. And if all goes well, we might even get a hundred million US dollars, then we can come back to you to buy equipment."

"One hundred million!" Black Wolf's pupils shrank. "Chen An, are you kidding me? I don't even earn one hundred million a year selling weapons. You can make that much money from just one mission?"

Are arms dealers no longer making money?!

Black Wolf was filled with deep suspicion.

"We'll see when the time comes; it's not certain yet," Chen An said without elaborating.

"Okay, as long as it's not within the United States, it's fine. Let me calculate it, you wait a moment." Black Wolf said, taking out his calculator and starting to calculate.

A few minutes later, Black Wolf's calculator showed the exact amount, and he reported to his superior, "Chen An, I've calculated it. It's not much, just round it up to eight hundred thousand US dollars!"

Call ~

Even though Chen An was prepared, he was still shocked by the amount. Money really doesn't last long; eight hundred thousand US dollars disappeared in an instant.

However, the thought of receiving a large sum of money soon made me feel a little better.

"No problem, but these weapons will stay with you for now. I'll come back to pick them up later, and I'll transfer the money to you when I get back," Chen An said.

"Okay, let's go then."

Afterwards, the group returned to their residence. Chen An got into his Chevrolet Corvette and waved goodbye to Black Wolf. "Black Wolf's gone. Get ready for the arms dealer business. Contact me anytime. I'm always available."

After saying that, Chen An started the sports car and drove away with Karl in tow.

Black Wolf watched the departing figure silently, muttering, "What a mysterious and powerful Easterner, daring to do anything."

........

Meanwhile, far away in a chaotic area of ​​Pakistan, three Humvees were driving on the road, with Ritter, Shooter, Lion, and Level in the middle vehicle.

They were dressed in American gear and carrying guns, swaggering around without any attempt to hide, because this was a chaotic area in the Middle East where no one was restraining them.

"The mission is finally complete. The reward for this trip was decent, a million dollars. Our Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group has made a name for itself, so we're not short of missions at all," Rhett said with a smile.

The archer's expression shifted, having received Chen An's order. He slowly spoke, "Rett, we may need to go out for a while. The master has sent a message."

"Where to?" Rhett asked.

"Syria, then a mission to Colombia, the sir will provide us with the equipment," the shooter continued.

"Alright, let's set off then. This is the first mission the boss has issued, we can't let him down!"

Three Humvees sped forward, preparing to find someone to take them to Syria.

at the same time.

Chen An returned home safely, sat down on the sofa, brewed himself a pot of tea, and looked thoughtful.

Ritter earned two million dollars during this period, and after spending several days, he now only has a little over two million dollars left.

Since we're going to take action anyway, why not try our luck with the lottery and see if we can pull out any useful terms?

Thinking this, he immediately spoke to the system in his mind.

"System, recharge two million US dollars, I want to do twenty consecutive draws!"

[Ding! Are you sure you want to recharge two million US dollars?]

"Yes."

Chen An nodded.

[Ding! Top-up complete. You can choose your preferred method now.]

Upon hearing this, he immediately conducted twenty final draws!

By the way, "By the way, system, do you only have the ultimate lottery? Don't you have any higher-level ones?"

[Ding! A surprise awaits as the system continues to upgrade!]

Seeing this, Chen An's expression shifted. There would be a surprise after the upgrade, but he didn't know what it was. However, he was somewhat looking forward to it.

But let's see what keywords will be drawn this time.

Chen An looked over and saw six rays of light, five purple and one gold, emanating from the front of him.

It has a gold-level attribute, that's not bad!