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The brothers around him were all armed with real ammunition. Almost everyone had a bulge on his waist. Several of them were holding various types of submachine guns and a few AKS74U (these guns were Lancer's products). Everyone looked nervous.

"Boss, no problem." The younger brother who made the inquiry asked the younger brothers who were looking in four directions and confirmed that there was no problem.

"Is the question asked so simply?" SOPII, who was squatting next to M16, was speechless. M16 was answering their questions very perfunctorily without any nervousness. Although his voice changed, he only gave the simplest answers, and they were all exactly the same. How could the other party not suspect anything?

"Do you think they are professional soldiers? No, these guys are just a bunch of damn scum." M16 said casually with a snort, then lay down and put the box he had been carrying on his back in front of him, using it as a platform for his gun.

"Oh! That seems to make sense." SopⅡ had an expression of "I see." She could understand what M16 said. After all, the enemy was not an elite army at all. However, even for the US military, if it was not wartime, the troops' vigilance was actually very low. So in the Cold War, it was all very embarrassing. They dragged the dead body away and then lay down on the side. The enemy's three observation posts were basically in the same situation.

"John, it's your turn!" M16 issued a command to start the attack. Based on the approximate location of the radio, M16 was relatively certain. She was very sure that the two attack teams composed of several Marine veterans, who were nicknamed "multi-functional bipedal self-propelled amphibious combat beasts" by the commander, were already in place. -

"Hurray!" sopⅡ shouted, then picked up an RPG7 rocket launcher at hand, took simple aim, aimed directly at the two-story bungalow opposite, and pulled the trigger. At the same time, two rockets were launched in the other two directions, smashing the bungalow. Suddenly, several figures rushed in along the smoke that had not yet dissipated.

Meanwhile, the M16 on the opposite rooftop and the SOPII who had dropped their RPG launchers were slowly firing bursts at the gang members on the rooftop in an attempt to fight back. Originally, the Italians did not have that many core members defending this place, and now most of them were killed or injured in a short period of time.

"Shh~" A loud whistle was heard. A row of cars stopped at the corner of the street. The owner of the car was sitting on the front of the car, lighting a cigarette with a mocking smile on his face. He held up his phone and said, "Balalayka, is this the sound of... firecrackers you mentioned? It's quite loud! It's really comparable to the red fireworks on the ground during the Chinese New Year."

"Zhang, I told you that your fellow countryman is no simple person. Do you want me to help you contact him?" Balalaika held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled as expected, as if he was eager to build a relationship between the two wanderers far away from home.

"Thank you so much. Last month, people from 14K wanted to ask him for the water fee. A total of 33 big flying snakes died. Those water monkeys were much stronger than those in Somalia, both in terms of weapons and skills. In the end, not a single one was left alive. All of them sank into the sea." As a white paper fan, Brother Zhang knew a few things. Lan Se would not show any good face to anyone who wanted to take advantage of him. He would kill without caring about burying the person.

As for why 14K went to him to collect water fees, although Brother Zhang didn't know the inside story, he heard that they were jealous of his business in Southeast Asia. Unexpectedly, hundreds of people were killed when they started, and the piercing of the hand pierced the aorta! Now it's 14K's turn to worry about the grudges on both sides. As a traveling merchant, Lanser may touch their territory at any time and raise his hand to attack them.

After all, this guy is just an arms dealer in disguise of a transporter. Being soft-hearted is a derogatory term in their industry. And Lancer can

To have achieved such a big thing in such a short period of time, there is no doubt that this guy has a strong gun in his hand and a black heart.

Although the triad faction represented by Brother Zhang has no feud with Lancer, it is still under the same banner as 14K, and there are some connections. Who knows if they will have any opinions on this hard idea! If they get close, they might collapse first and talk later! After all, he knows that the information about the route taken by Lancer and his gang was bought from their society, right? You want to bet that he doesn't know? Stop it.

Besides, isn't today a good day for "misunderstandings"? So Zhang Weixin didn't want to go up and meet Lancer's people. This Russian tigress had bad intentions.

"Okay, then what about the remaining two little devils..." Balalaika said with a smile, as if he didn't care at all about Zhang's rejection of his "good intentions".

"Enjoy your meal!" Zhang Weixin hung up the phone and waved to his brothers beside him, "Let's go, go back and have some porridge. It's a good thing that we don't have to fight at night. Come and sweep the floor tomorrow morning." After saying that, a group of younger brothers smiled and followed their boss, turned the car around and went back.

While Zhang Weixin was talking on the phone with Balaleka, the Italians were in trouble. John and his men, wearing night vision goggles, rushed in and directly faced the Italians with several grenades. When they were blown to pieces, they fired accurately with their AKS-74U short rifles. Although their boss had equipped them with more sophisticated HK416C, these AKS-74Us in their hands could be sold as commodities even if they were used. Why should they use their own guns!

Moreover, in such a small space, personal reaction and combat experience are more important, and the accuracy advantage of firearms is reduced to a very low level. In this regard, Lancer's subordinates are far more capable than these unlucky guys, so the members of the Italian Mafia on the first floor can't stop this group of killers at all, and soon the gunshots approached the stairs.

"Stop them! Damn it! Stop them." Bellocchio had a ferocious look on his face. It was like a bottomless pit below. The other side was not in a hurry to rush up. On the contrary, the people on their side went down. Basically, as many as they could go down! After going down, there was no news of them anymore!

"Didn't I tell you to call people? Why hasn't anyone come yet!" Bellocchio seemed to suddenly remember something, and pointed at a younger brother beside him and started spitting wildly. As soon as they launched the attack, Bellocchio ordered his younger brother to call people and ask the desperadoes wandering in the city to gather in their direction.

The number of desperadoes who had gathered in this city because of the gang's bounty on the twins had already exceeded a hundred. As long as he offered a large sum of money, these desperadoes would definitely flock to him...

"BOSS, they have just agreed, it should be soon..." Because the matter happened suddenly, he urgently contacted many people, but after hearing the price offered by the Italian Mafia, these people were very happy and said they would come immediately!

"Boom...Boom...Boom!" Three loud explosions were heard, and a car was blown high into the air. After rolling twice in the air, it hit a tree on the side of the road, and the whole car was dented.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Just as those desperadoes braked urgently, with a series of crisp sounds, five or six 40mm grenades evenly covered the entire road surface. Although there was no direct hit this time, the power of the explosion had already caused all the vehicles on the road to crash into a ball.

Although the desperadoes were not afraid of death, when things got to this point, anyone who was not stupid could understand that the Italian Mafia had run into a tough opponent today, and the opponent's firepower was already very strong, not to mention that this method looked like the work of the military! If they still wanted to force it, they had to consider whether it was really worth sacrificing their lives for a few thousand dollars!

So after the large group of desperate criminals jumped out of the car, they did not fire at the empty night sky in a fit of rage, but simply abandoned the car and ran away. The rest of the people hesitated for a moment and fled into all kinds of alleys in all directions. However, gunshots were also heard in these alleys. There were still some guys who were not giving up. The funeral business in this city must be very good tomorrow.

1-7 Mr. Lancer is a good man

"The commander is getting impatient!" M16 picked up an RPG7 rocket launcher, took aim, and pulled the trigger. The gunpowder plug at the tail of the rocket exploded, pushing the warhead out and creating a large cloud of dust.

Unlike what many public accounts say, the propulsion force is actually provided by the explosion of RPG7 gunpowder. Rather than calling this thing a rocket launcher, it is more accurately described as the same as Guzkov, which is a recoilless gun called a rocket launcher. The flames ejected from the rear of the barrel are not large, and there is no such thing as the flames burning the shooter (I didn't say anything about the suicide attempt from the rear). Instead, the shock wave of the explosion in the room can easily injure the shooter's eardrum and cause nosebleeds, and there is nothing else (there are a lot of videos in the Russian-Ukrainian war, in which Ukrainian shooters fired various rockets in the room to ambush Russian convoys).

"Sokabulie!" SOPII, who had inserted another bullet into his RPG7 rocket launcher, yelled.

The Sri Lankan swearing style is very authentic, although it is American style, but for them, no matter which country's language or dialect it is, it is just a matter of language package.

Two rockets successively crashed into the Italian Mafia's stronghold through the window and hit the corner staircase on the second floor. The rockets fired by the two of them were not equipped with a huge anti-tank warhead, but a slender rod OG7V type 40mm fragmentation warhead!

What if the enemy is hiding in a solid bunker? Then blow them up along with the bunker!

After the two explosions, the entire corner of the stairs on the second floor was filled with thick smoke. Not only the gang members who were hiding at the corner of the stairs and planning to ambush people, but also many Italian gang members in the corridor were knocked to the ground by shrapnel.

Bellocchio hid in the corner, his face was also ferocious. There was no doubt that after his phone call, Lancer simply planned to kill them all. He looked at the group of injured brothers with a very ugly face. He also heard the gunshots outside. The other party had obviously arranged people to intercept the opponent. Now they basically didn't have to count on those desperadoes to support them...

"Dulu..." A few soft collision sounds interrupted Bellocchio's thoughts, whose face was getting darker and darker. Then he looked up and saw several iron watermelons spinning in the corridor! "Uh..." The empty lungs cried out!

Fortunately, he was experienced after all, and he immediately turned over and rushed into his room. When the explosion sounded, he finally escaped unscathed, but his brothers obviously did not have such a good life. Now the corridor was full of screams and... voices begging for mercy, but the continuous gunshots obviously showed that begging for mercy at this time was meaningless. The other party was determined to kill them all, and as a result, the brothers who were still alive outside naturally began to fight back.

"..." Bellocchio stood up quickly, ran back a few steps, and opened the safe. Since the other party was entangled with his subordinates, he couldn't waste the opportunity that these subordinates had fought for him with their lives! He had to seize the time to run away cleanly, and then gather people again, not only these damn arms dealers, but also those two brats! He wanted to kill them all!

He grabbed a pocket and frantically stuffed the cash, gold, diamonds and other valuables in the safe into his pocket. Just when he had almost put all the money in the safe into his pocket, he felt a heaviness in his shoulder and a piercing pain broke out.

"Ah...you bunch of yellow monkeys, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to hang you on a pole and cut out your intestines...ah..." After being knocked down, Bellocchio immediately realized that the other party had been watching him for a long time, and if they didn't shoot, it meant that they were waiting for him to pack all the money, so that they could save some energy when cleaning up the battlefield later.

Knowing that he was doomed, he could only scream and curse madly, and then he was shot through the cheek. Although he was not injured at all, his entire face was torn apart.

"Wow..." John rushed in with the AKS74U, looking at Bellocchio who was lying on the ground with a broken cheek, "Tsk tsk, Miss... No, the boss ladies are really good at shooting. Farewell, Italian pig!" He raised his hand and shot Bellocchio. John looked around the office and said, "Search, don't waste it. Ms. Frederick, you can come and get your things. It looks like today's harvest is good."

"If you can go faster, I might be happier." Frederick, leaning against the wall, glanced at the guys who were watching in the distance, and after thinking for a while, Lancer said that he needed to give others a shock, so he gave up the idea of ​​throwing the car next to him. He walked into the base of the Italian Mafia, tilted his head and began to look at what he might want. After walking around, he didn't get anything, and finally walked to the cold storage at the back. According to experience, their goods are probably hidden in these places.

"Three gold bars weighing about one pound, about $300,000 in cash, the rest in Thai baht, and a small bag of diamonds." John, who had killed Bellochio, briefly described the harvest, then turned to look at the guys on the side, "Have you found all the goods?"

"Yeah." Fei's mother came over. Sure enough, she was in the back. Most of the boxes were not even opened. Only a few boxes were opened, and the goods in these opened boxes have now been found by other team members. Yes, these guns were all carried back by the crew members who cleaned up the battlefield. They didn't even let go of some of the small change in the room. Of course, this was a personal gain.

"Let's go back to the ship. The commander is still waiting for us." Fei Ma put the bag and guns into the space and nodded simply. This harvest was not bad. This night's work was not in vain. There was still time to go back and deal with her beloved commander!

"Okay!" A group of people carried their personal gains and walked towards the vehicle two blocks away. When they arrived, they saw two police officers nodding and bowing as they took 3000 baht from Lancer's hands. They had big smiles on their faces. Obviously, they could get 3000 baht just for helping to watch the car for a while. It was really easy to make money from these idiots from other places.

I met them by chance last time, and now I have business with them every time. It's really good. I can make a few thousand baht, and sometimes I can make tens of thousands of baht by hearing some rumors.

They will also introduce him to some of their friends to help run errands or buy some hard-to-get things for them. That is no longer earning Thai baht, it is just like the kickbacks from the store.

After a few visits, he has become a well-known "know-it-all" in the underworld. Even Chief Watersap occasionally asks him to do something, but the chief doesn't pay him! But he is very content. He is not the chief. There are many places to make money. He is just a small policeman. The current situation is safe and he can make money. He is very content.

"Songpasan, you have found the money for tonight's drinks. Go to Yellow Flag and spread the news that Bellocchio was silenced because he owed money to the arms dealer." Lancer threw a cigarette to the policeman in front of him and said with a smile, "Songpasan, this should be enough for you to go to Yellow Flag to drink and go upstairs to take a shower tonight."

"Boss, this... won't put you in danger, will it?" Songpasan rubbed his hands, lit the cigarette that Lancer threw to him, and asked carefully. If the news that Lancer and his team had defeated the Italian Mafia was spread, it would be more than just a matter of drinking and going upstairs to play. It would be a matter of how many people you want to play with. There are many people who are willing to pay to know some "details".

But after this period of time, he was very clear about one thing, that is, he had to stand firm. The person in front of him was his important customer, and he must think for him, at least in person. If he spoke carelessly, he might be the unlucky one to be punished next time.

"It's okay. It's reasonable to refuse to pay. It would be best if those idiots from Italy come to our door and die." Lanser's eyes flickered. Although everyone was doing underground business and had seen many cases of thieves eating thieves, why did Lanser only have half of his team to launch the attack?

This is not the first time Lancer has done this. His least favorite trading partners are drug lords. It just so happens that these people are basically hard to avoid when selling goods. What these idiots like to do most is to pay with a lot of illegal drugs, under the pretext that this stuff is worth a lot of money. Bullshit! I help you sell the goods, and I have to help you fight the DEA? Is your brain full of shit?

So Lancer had to reluctantly organize a buffet more than once, asking his guys to work hard, moving money directly from their lair, or transferring money from their computers to their secret accounts, and then give these idiots a neat grave.

This is why John and his gang cleaned the battlefield so thoroughly. It’s because they are skilled.

"I understand," Songpasan said with an expression of "I understand". It is impossible that everyone didn't know about Lancer's massacre of Italians today. It's just that they didn't know the specific information. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, could this be considered the latest, fastest and most accurate information?

"By the way, I'll remind you to keep your words to yourself." Lancer stood up and motioned his men to get in the car. After everyone got in, he patted the steel frame on the roof, signaling the convoy to set off. Before his car drove off, he said the last words, "But we are not the most angry right now. The Russians are robbing people all over the city. Don't get dragged into it. See you later, 'Know-it-all' Songpasan."

"Huh?" Songpasan, who was smoking, was stunned for a moment, then he put the cigarette into his mouth with shaking hands and took a deep breath, "Is that what happened?" Lancer's hint was already very obvious. He obviously found some evidence from the Italians, but he did not recommend that he talk nonsense, so the matter should be limited to the personal grudge between Lancer and the Italians. "Ah... In this way, it is only worth one night at most. But being alive is always the most important, isn't it?" Songpasan slapped the three thousand baht in his hand, "Mr. Lancer is a good man."

1-8 Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce's Sea Fishing Activities

"Really? You know what? I almost ran away with my men when I heard the brakes downstairs." Dutch rubbed his glowing forehead and threw a can of iced beer to Lanser, with a wry smile on his face. To be honest, not long ago, because of a bill from the triad boss Zhang, his entire office was blown to the ground by a group of lunatics. Fortunately, the compensation given by the boss Zhang made him very satisfied.

"Looking at your situation, it seems like the loud gunfire just now was as loud as in Baghdad. It must be related to you." Benny beside Dutch said with a smile, and at the same time gave John who followed Lancer up a cigarette. John looked at the Springfield who was looking at him with a smile, and silently put it between his ears without lighting it up immediately.

"When we were collecting the debt, the noise was a bit intense." Lanser picked his ear and motioned to the person next to him to take the balance from the Moscow Hotel. "How about the sea fishing you mentioned earlier? Let's go now? I originally wanted to go to YellowFlag for a drink, but the gunpowder smell in this damn place is too choking. I'm afraid this glass of wine will taste like rust after I drink it."

"Hahaha..." Levi on the side laughed quite wantonly, "Boss Lancer, the rusty taste of your words, I'm afraid you must have bought the wine from the vampires."

"Ah..." Dutch sighed. "Originally, leaving the port at this time is not a good idea. It is easy to be suspected. But Balalaika is now erupting like a volcano. If we can hide 200 miles away, this suggestion is indeed very tempting.

” After saying that, he crushed the jar and said, “Since you proposed it, then you can help me and Balalaika explain it.”

"Okay." Lancer gestured to Springfield beside him. Springfield reached out and took out Lancer's phone, quickly pressed the buttons and called Balalaika.

"Are you planning to have a relationship with me? Aren't you talking too often today?" Balalaika quickly answered Lancer's call and said jokingly, "Italian food tastes good, right? I was just trying to ask Brother Zhang if he's willing to talk to you, but it seems like you and 14K scared him a little bit on the sea a while ago."

"Hahaha..." Lanser laughed, and then his face suddenly became serious for a moment. "If you have time, ask him to help tell those losers at 14K that I will visit them when I have time. One ship, one million. 33 ships, a total of 3300 million. If you are short of a penny, I will go to their house to ask for it. Ask them to prepare it. After the money arrives, how about you and Brother Zhang each pay million?"

"This business is really worth doing. I'll give you a price list directly when the time comes. There are still many things in the warehouse that can be sold to you at special prices. If you like, you can waive the transfer fee." Balalaika was instantly tempted. Although the price offered by Lancer was excessive, there was always room for negotiation. It was much better than Lancer knocking on the door directly. What happened today would definitely make 14K consider this request himself.

If you don't agree, just prepare to fight Lancer. After all, besides being a reliable seller, Lancer is also known for being a good fighter! Many people think that he is not a glove seller and doesn't have any special background. Some people think that it's a good idea to cheat the cheaters! But Lancer has proved time and again with the heads of others that he is very good at collecting debts!

"Then I'll wait for your good news." Lanser said with a smile. His meaning was of course very clear. 3300 million was not less, and the benefits to both parties would naturally be in place. However, if the other party was short of money, then there was no need to think too much about this sum of money. "I have something to say hello to you."

"Oh? Because I have caught the tails of two little mice, so I am in a good mood now." Balalaika, who was sitting by the fountain in the park, stroked the hair on his forehead with a smile on his face.

"Oh, it's like this. I've finished my work here, and I plan to go fishing at sea with Dutch. Is there any seafood you want to eat?" Lanser said with a smile.

"Ask Dutch to bring me some beautiful big fish. I'll make them into specimens and hang them in the room." Balalaika said with a smile. She had heard that Lancer wanted to go out to sea with Dutch. She was worried that Dutch would play some tricks and wanted to see if he was really going out to sea to do business.

"I'll pass it on for you." Lanser said and hung up the phone.

"Boss, your mouth is our lifelong money." Levi helped Lancer light up a cigarette very attentively. She did not notice that Chuntian's eyes beside Lancer suddenly became gloomy, but soon Chuntian's eyes turned gentle again before others noticed.

"I earn a lot, but I also spend a lot. My ship, the annual berthing fees, the annual fuel consumption, and the various salaries and bonuses of my brothers are all expenses." Lancer smiled and shook his head. If he hadn't been unable to get any decent goods yet, he would still have earned too little. Compared with some shipping giants, he really was just earning a few scraps.

However, this order is quite large. In the future, he should find a way to contact more of these warehouse rats in the US military. After all, Lancer likes these guys who only need money. Including the money given to Sitwell, the total amount is less than 500 million US dollars, and what Lancer took over from the Moscow Hotel was a gold bar worth 1600 million green paper.

"Then let's set off now without further ado! The gunpowder smell in this city is too choking. Penny, Locke, move the newly purchased equipment to the ship." Dutch smiled and opened another can of beer for himself. The black man stood up and suddenly showed his white teeth to Lancer. "Oh, by the way, there are still some things that the Italians haven't moved away. If you don't mind, I'd like to eat them. After all, I believe they are unlikely to come to you to ask for the goods, right?"

"I like motivated businessmen. I give them 30,000 for a box, and you just need to give 10,000!" Lancer laughed. These crates contained nothing else but various assault rifles, submachine guns, pistols, and matching magazines and bullets. Because they were all warehouse goods, when Lancer got them, he calculated the price by the box with the other party. Naturally, when the goods are shipped here, it is also calculated by the box. As for what you get and whether you make a profit or a loss, all you can say is that opening a blind box itself is a pleasure!

"Okay! I won't be polite!" Dutch's mouth cracked even wider. After this incident, there is no doubt that all gangs will try to strengthen their combat effectiveness. The hard goods that Lancer brought can make him a lot of money! Dutch walked into his room and came out in a short time, then handed Lancer a pile of bricks, "There are twelve boxes in the warehouse, here are 120,000, you click."

"Springfield" Lansor didn't move, but looked at Springfield who was standing beside him. Springfield counted the money quickly and then nodded to Lansor. There was no problem with the money and the numbers.

"These two thousand is your deposit. All the cards and antiques

I have ordered all the guns. If it is convenient, please bring me photos so that they can be sold more easily." Lancer took a stack from Chuntian, counted out twenty photos from it, and slapped them on the table.

"That's great." Dutch didn't refuse. He took the $2000 and watched Lancer turn and leave. Springfield, who was walking at the end, smiled and pointed at Dutch's cell phone, then turned and left.

"..." Dutch picked up his phone, took a look at it, and smiled bitterly, "Terrible woman."

"What message did the boss's housekeeper leave?" Levi asked with a strange look on his face, and then caught the phone thrown by Dutch. "Wow... you've been checked!" There was a series of bank transfer records in it. Although there was no specific bank account number, a series of money in and out was clearly written.

"All the bank records? How did she do it?! This should be a secret of the banking industry." Locke was a little bit unbelievable. Although he had been in the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce for a while, he still couldn't get used to such sudden tricks.

"How to do it? There are probably many ways. Dutch, this probably means... 'If you play tricks, I'll kill all of you'?" Levi returned the phone to Dutch. "What you see in front of you is a new legend that has risen in less than three years and has caused a lot of people to retire. Locke, I bet you that 14K will have to pay soon."

"Are the people from 14K so easy to talk to?" Locke asked doubtfully. The Chinese gang they often dealt with was Brother Zhang's Triad. In theory, 14K was a branch of the Triad. Although they were not completely a family, one could get a glimpse of their style from Brother Zhang's approach.

"That's because he's even harder to talk to. If we don't agree to the terms of a monster group drifting on the sea with a ship full of killers, 14K will only lose more." Dutch smiled and divided the $2000 into four parts, giving $4 to each of his friends, and then put $400 into his own pocket. "The basic principle of negotiation is to give them the choice you want and a worse choice."

"Hiss..." Locke had a toothache expression on his face. Just now he thought that Lancer seemed quite easy to talk to.

"If he's easy to talk to, we wouldn't have to bring them with us." Levi said with a smile, patting Locke's shoulder.

"Um, okay." Locke nodded, and then was patted by Benny, signaling him to get to work quickly!

"But at least my office didn't turn into a sieve." Dutch stood by the window and looked through the blinds at Lancer and others getting into the car below. "But there are also benefits, right?" Dutch said with a smile. If anything goes wrong this time, Lancer would be the most reliable reinforcement. But thinking of this, Dutch patted his forehead and said, "What are you thinking about! Everything is safe and sound, which is the best."

1-9 This sea fishing is really exciting~

"Commander, they have stopped the boat." AR15, who had been monitoring the navigation position, reported to Lancer on the radio. Lancer was not in the cockpit at this time, but on the side of the ship, fishing with an umbrella. It was a calm day and there was really nothing good to do for entertainment.

"Okay, stop the ship and put up the sign of engine failure, John?" Lancer gave a simple order. SOPII, who was steering the ship, quickly put the ship in neutral and repeated Lancer's order loudly. Since the engine was not really damaged, there was no need to worry about whether it would drift away for a distance. Therefore, Lancer did not choose to drop anchor, otherwise he would be busy again when collecting the anchor later.

"Boss?" John, who was playing cards, threw away his cards. All the big men knew that the break time was over, so they threw away their cards and started complaining. After all, they had made a fortune. When they played cards today, their bets soared directly from a few dollars to dozens of dollars. The gambling began to become extremely exciting, which naturally made these old soldiers very excited. However, since Lancer shouted to do something, they had to do it seriously.

"Two people in a group, observe the sentry post." Lancer's arrangement was very simple. He asked the soldiers to start observing. "SOP, release the drone and take a look at the sky to see if there is anything going on nearby." Lancer had to admit one thing. Drones were really easy to use. In the hands of the humanoids, they greatly improved the efficiency of reconnaissance. Of course, when necessary, they could also take down his opponents in one wave.

"Okay!" SOPII gestured to M16, who was slacking off and drinking coffee, and asked her to take over the sacred steering wheel. Then she picked up the drone beside her and took off immediately.

"Hey... Hey! Working, working!" M16 walked to the operating table and glanced at AR15 next to him. "Are there any ships nearby?"

"No, but it seems like there is a boat heading straight towards Dutch and the others." AR15 directly read the data and responded briefly.

"Oh, as long as they're not coming for us." M16 turned the steering wheel, looking nonchalant, "But let's still inform the boss."

AR15 looked at M16's actions with great confusion. Although it seemed that it was okay for M16 to swing the steering wheel like this because the engine was stopped, she was a serious person and always felt that it was not good. However, she didn't know whether she should persuade him or not. In short, she was a little conflicted.

“Is 635 watching Kamen Rider?

"Haruta placed a cup of coffee in front of RO635. Mrs. Haruta, dressed like a coffee shop owner, smiled happily. To them, this ship called Griffin was like their own home. I wonder if it counts as working from home now?

"Yes, there are only two episodes left in this season. I just downloaded them when I went ashore yesterday." RO635 took the cup and said happily. There was a Kamen Rider's head painted on his cup. It seemed to be a commemorative peripheral of the 635th anniversary of a very popular Kamen Rider. When Lancer bought it as a gift, RO happily hugged Lancer and kissed him twice.

"Boss, the other side's people have gone into the water. It seems that they didn't take our warning seriously." John, who was watching from the side, said softly, "Levi's figure is really hot, but no one can stand that little temper."

"It looks like you guys weren't allowed to have fun. You have a lot of complaints." Lancer was used to his subordinates being horny and didn't take it too seriously. He just teased them that there were too many pretty girls around him, so his crew members were stimulated every day. "Okay, there's going to be a gang fight here. We'll dock in the Philippines later and give you two days to have fun! But now, do your job well."

"Hahaha... Boss, you said it!" The sailors instantly perked up. They didn't have any fun in Roanapura at all before being pulled back by Lancer. But they didn't have any objections. After all, Lancer had made tens of thousands of dollars each with them. However, because he had successfully recovered the goods, Lancer was equivalent to the Italian in that order and collected the money twice. There was no greater joy than this.

"Okay, now let's pay more attention. We don't know what tricks the other party is going to play! Boss, there are already a lot of fish in the cold storage. There is no need to restock. Why don't you go and have a rest? We are watching here." John, who was at the highest point of the transport ship, first asked his people to be more restrained, and then signaled to the boss that there was no need to watch it himself, and go and have a rest with the boss's wife.

"There's nothing going on in the cabin. You all know my cabin. If I go to sleep now, I'll be hung on the mast by Fei Ma to keep me awake." Lancer didn't mind joking with his sailors, but he had to let these animals know who was to blame.

"I heard it!" Fei's mother walked to the observation deck of the command module and looked into the distance. She smoothed her long black hair that was messed up by the sea breeze, tapped her earphones with a smile on her lips, and cursed with a smile.

"Hahaha... Boss is in big trouble." A group of sailors laughed happily.

Unlike Lancer and the others who were all laughing and joking, the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce was now somewhat worried. Rocky and Levi had already gone into the water, and not long after, they received a notification from the AR15 radio that a ship was approaching. They searched for a while, and found that it wouldn't be long before the other party reached them, but they both had no idea what to do now.