Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

It would be too risky to try to use the torpedo, and Dutch had no intention of doing so, so as Lancer did not make any move, the two sides were in a stalemate.

There were a few enthusiastic ships among them. Seeing that they seemed to have stayed here for a long time under the pretext of engine failure, they sent a communication and asked Lancer if they needed help. Lancer said that he could solve it on his side. The engine had stopped working, which was a little troublesome. They should be able to solve it by replacing some consumables. Don't worry, their food and drinks can last for a long time. The other party wished them good luck and disconnected the communication.

"Eat quickly! After eating, we can go out to work in the evening!" SOPII was shouting to go out to work in the evening! His red pupils were full of excitement, and he was obviously very excited because the other party brought out a big thing, "This time it's finally our turn to go up and get a big catch."

"We are here to generate income." Lanser said with a smile. This time, they made a lot of money. Who knows, they may have to ask the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce for money. After all, they may solve the problem soon. "Of course, if Dutch and the others can't hold on, that's another matter."

"We have to go anyway, so the commander asked us to go up early." M16 held a stainless steel plate with two meat and two vegetable dishes on it. After drifting on the sea for a long time, eating meat is not a problem, but eating vegetables, especially fresh ones, is more difficult. If they had not just replenished a wave of vegetables after landing in Roanapura, they would only have dehydrated vegetables to eat today, or pre-prepared frozen vegetables such as corn, carrots and sweet beans.

"The commander will go with you!" Fei Ma touched Lancer's head with a smile on her face, "I will go with you too. Of course, if they want to die, there's nothing we can do."

"Oh! BOMB!" SOPII shouted loudly! It is true that they have never fought against a 3000-ton destroyer, but there are indeed too many blind monkeys in Vietnam.

"SOP, you are so funny." Fei Ma said with a smile. At this time, AR15 had moved the whole casserole of braised pork and placed it in front of Fei Ma, while SOPII was happily piling rice on a rice bowl, as if she wanted to make a Mount Fuji.

Lansel had finished eating. Under the supervision of Fei's mother, his meals were very standard and not too much. However, Fei's mother still picked up a piece of braised pork and fed it to Lansel.

"Wow, isn't it inappropriate to show off your affection like this?" M16 on the opposite side drank whiskey and tilted his head to complain about Lancer. Although they had all rolled in the sheets, showing affection in public like this, Commander, even I have an opinion~

"So Commander, now that Ms. Fei is gone, there should be no problem this time, let's just sweep them!" SOPII said happily. Generally speaking, Ms. Fei rarely makes decisions, but if Ms. Fei makes a decision, Lansor is unlikely to refuse. After all, no one has ever seen anything that can hurt Ms. Fei, so if Ms. Fei participates, this will become a happy income-generating trip.

"Okay! Then we'll take two rubber boats to check out the situation." Lancer said, "John, it's your turn to watch the boat this time. Don't be careless."

"This is really not good news. We were all so happy just now that we could open the business again, but it turned out to be another outing with the young ladies. It's too boring." John rolled his eyes speechlessly. They could fight without fighting, and they were very good at fighting. John was even confident that even if some of the rookies in the active military really ran into them, the only outcome would be that they would beat them up.

But if they run into this group of boss ladies, haha, they have played paintball games on the boat a few times, and including the boss who is a bit of a drag, the other side can eliminate them all in a short time.

Especially in one match, their paintballs hit the boss... The cook who usually takes care of the food, with her eyes drooping, pushed them fiercely within a minute, and simply trampled on their self-esteem. So when the boss's wife was about to go up, they basically just complained, "Why don't we go up again!"

"It depends on the situation. If the income is right, each person will get a bonus of 5000 to ." Lanser sighed. They were all a bunch of animals. Unconsciously, they had become happy to hear about war.

"Long live the boss!" Well, that's the reality.

"Dutch sent two people! They went up in a speedboat," SOPII said quickly. Although they were eating, SOPII did not give up monitoring the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce's ship and replaced the drone in advance, so there was no possibility of hiding the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce's movements from her. "Are you going to crack the other party's communication frequency band?"

"Scare him a little? It seems like a good idea." Lancer's mouth curled up, and he nodded to M4. M4 tilted his head and nodded to Lancer, indicating that Lancer could directly contact Dutch and the others through the communication.

"Handsome Dutch?" Lancer said with a smile.

"Hmm? Benny, what's wrong with your voice? It makes me feel like the big guy behind me is talking to me." Dutch didn't expect that their communication had been cracked, and he thought that Benny, who was not on the kayak,

Talking.

"Dutch, it might really be the boss behind this, because Locke and I were together and we didn't talk." Penny said quickly, "So, boss, it was you who cracked our communication?"

"Your equipment is still too low-level, so it's no use." Lancer said nonchalantly, causing both Benny and Dutch to have a heart attack. "By the way, I saw you go out, so I wanted to ask, do you mind if I get involved?"

"What do you see in them, sir?"

"Well, I think they have more than three Dow anti-tank missiles. As a transporter, I am very interested in the goods I picked up for free. What do you think? I think it will be difficult for you to ship the goods. After all, the guy on the top of the mountain is watching."

"Understood! Welcome to join us!"

From left: Beni, the man in the Hawaiian shirt; Dutch, the black bald guy; Levi, the hottie in the hot pants; Rock, the office worker in the shirt

1-13 How to treat a teammate's illness

"Let's go!" SOPII cheered, and a burst of water sprayed out from behind the speedboat, carrying everyone out to the sea towards the target. On the freighter, in addition to the lifeboat, Lancer also equipped an 11-meter-long RHIB-type hard-shell inflatable boat on board as a transportation boat. The configuration of this speedboat is exactly the same as that of the US military, even the paint is Middle Eastern camouflage. If you know the reason, you know it. If you don't understand, don't ask. If you ask again, being shot eight times in the back is suicide.

This boat is very useful for doing odd jobs. It has fast speed, good maneuverability, shallow draft, and can sail on any river. The 11-meter-long hull has enough space for Lancer and his group of ten to store a lot of things. It is very good whether it is used for purchasing daily consumables (it is impossible to ask Fei Ma to open space for storage for normal purchases, which would scare many people to death), or for transportation, or for transporting people to fight.

The most crucial thing is that it has a machine gun mount on the bow itself, and the smart SOPII modified the gun mount and strengthened the front structure of the boat, and then installed a Type 02 anti-aircraft machine gun from a certain Eastern power. The 14.5mm caliber is enough to meet any firepower strike requirements of Lancer and others.

There was a Mexican gang that wanted to chase John and his friends who had already jumped on the speedboat with a car. Then John and his friends simply loaded the bullets and pulled the bolts, and then it was time to fire! The thick and long flames did not give the gangsters any time or space to dodge. ;

After a box of 14.5mm ammunition was used up, the six SUVs that had caught up were all turned into fireballs. There was not even a living person in the car who could jump out and move. This made a bunch of former Marines, bipedal amphibious walking animals, praise it endlessly. The roaring gunshots were much more powerful than using a rocket launcher or even a single-soldier anti-tank missile to hit people! And it saved money (crossed out).

"SOP, didn't you say before that you wanted to change the anti-aircraft machine gun into an unmanned gun turret?" Lancer suddenly remembered the various clever ideas of SOPII (I was thinking). It sounded very exciting at the time. If possible, use dual-barrel, if not, continue with single-barrel, but change it to an unmanned gun turret so that the girls can directly control it remotely.

"Overweight..." RO635 on the side said quietly, and the girls all laughed quietly. Only SOPII crossed her arms in dissatisfaction! She looked very unconvinced.

It's a simple truth. Although the Type 02 heavy machine gun is known as the lightest 14.5 heavy machine gun, it is light relative to other 14.5 anti-aircraft machine guns. It is undoubtedly heavyweight. If you need to modify an unmanned turret, you can't avoid the two heavyweights of motor and battery, not to mention the sight and other parts. If you add all these, the center of gravity of the hull will be seriously damaged, and the whole ship needs to be further strengthened. It's better to just build an armed boat...

"I see." Lanser smiled and scratched Sophie's head. Sophie looked up.

The neck still looked unconvinced.

"Commander, the enemy ship seems to be completely unprepared." AR15 put down the telescope. Time passed quickly as the group of people laughed and made noises. It seemed that the Nazi remnants had begun to celebrate their victory. Lancer and his men could hear the noise from far away. These guys were not from the army, so there was no need to assume that they would carry out their sentry duties strictly. After completing an "important task", the group of people happily began to party.

"There's always a feeling... of being looked down upon." Lanser frowned, then watched his girls take out the hooks and insert them into the launcher. After a soft sound, they shot the two hooks to the second-floor deck, then took out the SOPII hand-rubbed electric small hanging machine and slid directly up.

When Lancer went up, the AR team had already completed the alert. Lancer lightly pressed the microphone and whispered, "AR15 and Springfield, come with me. The remaining two people will form a group. Search and destroy. The attack begins!" After Lancer's order, the girls began to move. M4 and M16 formed a group, and SOP and 635 formed a team. The two teams quickly invaded the cabin from different doors on the side, and Lancer pointed to a nearby staircase. He planned to take control of the command cabin.

"Wow, the boss is really rigorous!" Levi's voice in the communication became somewhat gloomy. It was obvious that this person's illness had relapsed. Before Dutch treated her, she had entered a hopeless state.

At this time, a drunk man pushed open the hatch not far in front of Lancer and walked out. Lancer had just raised his gun and hadn't made any move when he found that the pocket of his tactical vest had been touched. A section of spare safety rope was taken away by AR15. Then he watched as AR15, wearing a windbreaker, approached him silently like a cat.

The moment the other person burped, he put the noose around his neck and twisted it vigorously. The drunk NaCui struggled in fear before he could figure out what was happening, but it was pointless. After 15 seconds, he stopped moving, and AR let go, letting the body fall into the sea.

Lancer, who had been observing the passage with a gun at hand, slowly walked out at this time. AR15 took out his gun and took over Lancer's vigilance. Fei Ma had already jumped directly from the sea at this time and followed Lancer. The few of them did not enter the cabin, as that was the job of others. Lancer and the others went directly up the stairs and continued to approach the command cabin.

"Bang... Bang..." Gunshots suddenly rang out, and within a few seconds, a series of assault rifle gunshots began to sound. After hearing the gunshots, the group of sodium brittle began to slowly walk out of the cabin, but the result of doing so was that they ran into the muzzles of the M4 and M16 guns that had just approached them. The two girls began to knock them down one by one with short bullets without any hesitation.

After several people died, these people stopped rushing outside and just kept yelling and cursing. M16 took out an M67 grenade from his waist bag, bit off the safety with his teeth, and threw it with his hand. After bouncing on the wall, it fell into the room, which seemed to cause a cry of surprise, but the explosion that broke out immediately turned the cry of surprise into a scream.

On the other side, SOPII rushed in with a wild smile on her face! She kicked one of them down with a sliding tackle, and then the gunshots in her hands continued. A series of bursts of shots followed the direction of the muzzle, knocking more than half of them to the ground. Of course, this is not to say that SOPII's shooting skills are not good and she can't hit these guys, but when she stood up, RO635 had already shot and killed all the remaining guys.

"Well done!" SOPII took out a grenade with a bright smile and threw it into the corner. A scream was heard from the other side, and then everything was quiet after the explosion.

"Can you not rush so fast next time? What if I can't cover your side?" RO635 complained. SOPII was always like this. She rushed too hard during a fight. Every time she partnered with her, she worried that this woman would be so stubborn that she would run into the opponent's trap.

"It's okay~" SOPII watched RO635 beside him throw another grenade into the room. SOP stood by the door, and after the explosion inside, he leaned in sideways and fired a series of bursts of shots inside, ending the suffering of the unfortunate people who were crying and struggling in the room.

"The commander is not here! It's lawless, isn't it!" RO635 said angrily. Since they arrived in this world, SOPII has become more and more unscrupulous because of the commander's pampering! She almost couldn't listen to what M4 said.

"No! Humph! I just think this is the most efficient way!" SOPII was jumping and skipping as he walked. Suddenly he turned around and started shooting crazily into the corridor. "Hahahaha... With just such a low level, you still want to learn sneak attacks?! Lululu!"

"Commander, the first deck has been cleared. It seems that the people from the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce have left from the upper deck." RO635 sighed and reported on the radio. The gunfire from the upper deck suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"I understand. It's okay. You guys continue to move. Remember to mark everything we can take away." Lancer, who was carrying an M4, got the RO635 and M4.

After confirming the reply, he disconnected the communication with satisfaction. He was holding his usual 57 pistol in his hand, controlling the remaining crew members in the cabin. As for why he was the one doing it, it was because AR15 and Fei Ma were a little busy...

"You're really... asking for trouble, Levi." At this time, Dao Dutch looked devastated as he pushed the door open, because his employee was now pressed against the wall by AR15. She was struggling fiercely with AR15, who had her arms handcuffed behind her back with a calm expression. In front of her stood Fei Ma, with an unwavering expression.

“Gossip, don’t you dare let me go and let us fight…” Levi’s curses suddenly stopped before he finished spitting out all the curses.

"Bang!" In a bad mood, Fei Ma "gently" knocked on the steel wall in front of everyone, leaving a concave fist mark directly on the steel plate. The entire wall had an unnatural concave angle. "I don't want to waste time. If it wasn't for Lansher's order just now, you would have been a corpse when you pointed the gun at him!" Fei Ma said with cold eyes, and her dark golden pupils were full of murderous intent, without the usual tenderness when she looked at Lansher.

"Um... okay." Levi, who was pressed against the wall, felt the vibration from the previous move, and her IQ regained its high ground. "Did this happen just now? I'm very sorry."

"Boss Lancer, could you please give her some face in this matter? She was a little out of control just now. Normally, Levi would never raise a gun like you." Dutch felt his head buzzing, but he still opened his mouth to help plead.

"Dutch, don't waste your breath on such nonsense. Originally your molecules were 30% less. As for how you deal with it, that's your business." Lancer said simply.

"Okay..." Dutch, with his heart bleeding, had no choice but to admit it.

"15, let her go and take control of the rudder."

"Yes."

1-14 Dead but Not Dead Bloody Competition

"Really? I could have made a lot of money for free, but now my income is reduced! Levi, you have to pay for this!" Dutch complained dissatisfiedly after taking Levi, who had caused the trouble, out of the command cabin. After all, they all came out to make money, and who would want to have less income? Looking at how wealthy these people are, their dividends this time may not be less than 5 US dollars, and this is the figure that Dutch swallowed half of with the black heart of Lancer in front of him.

Because as long as there are a few Dows in the warehouse of these guys, Lancer will be rich! In the black market, this kind of stuff is very popular, especially when it is obtained by robbing others, and others will take the blame! How can it not sell well? Just imagining it, Dutch feels happy! But now Lancer has deducted 30%, haha, a lot of money is gone.

"Hey~yo! Whatever you want." Levi smoked a cigarette, with a look of surviving a disaster. When the dark-haired woman whose eyes had been glued to Lancer during the few times they met, her dark golden pupils moved coldly to her, she felt like she was about to freeze. And when Fei Ma knocked the steel plate in front of her directly into a dent, she was sure without a doubt that if she was hit by a punch, she would be punched through.

"Let's go! I already know the location of their boss! Let's go find this guy and have a good talk! I hope it will turn out to be a pleasant situation." Dutch shook his head and planned to transfer his pain to others, or to make himself happy by appreciating the pain of others. In a sense, he is also a complete villain.

"Oh!" Levi replaced the magazine for her pistol and shook her hands. "That girl was so strong that my arm was almost broken! Damn crazy woman!"

"You should be thankful that you're still alive. You pointed a gun at Lancer. You listened to the fireworks this morning in vain." Dutch shook his head. Lancer's intervention was obviously very quick. Otherwise, Revy might not only have a sore hand, but her arm would probably have been removed.

"Sooner or later I'm going to have to make a hole in that chick's forehead for smoking." Levi said harshly in annoyance.

"In that case, why don't I just shoot 30 of them at you right now?!" The passing M16 had a smirk on her face and casually replaced the magazine for her assault rifle. The M4 behind her tilted her head slightly and glanced at Levi with a cold look.

"Ah... this... okay, I was wrong! Sisters!" Levi had a speechless expression on her face, put the pistol into her holster, and made a gesture of surrender. There were many corpses lying behind the two of them, which was very convincing.

"Hahaha... you have come to this day, Levi." Dutch began to laugh at his subordinates in a very unkind manner, and then changed the subject, "Are you here because you have cleaned the other floors?"

"Clearing? It's just target practice. Another group of people rushed to the command cabin because the commander was attacked." M16 glanced at Levi while speaking. Obviously, he didn't intend to avoid the topic. His eyes were still scanning Levi's neck.

Levi sighed. She habitually pointed her gun at dangerous targets in the cabin when she rushed in. Compared with a group of crew members wearing shirts, Lancer, who was fully armed and holding an assault rifle, was naturally the most dangerous one.

But in the next moment, Levi felt her eyes blurred, and someone twisted her arm and smashed her against the wall. Threat? Being threatened

She was the one who was in danger. She even felt that her arm was about to be broken by the AR15.

"But the commander said he let you go and imposed a punishment on you, so don't worry, at least we won't shoot you in the back." M4 said simply. M16 rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction. The commander was right not to kill her, so can't I just scare her?

M4 ignored M16's attitude and just pointed to a room in front, from which came the sound of a man talking about something intensely.

"Thanks for the reminder. Let's go and have a good talk with him. After all, I lost at least 5 US dollars this time." Dutch smiled and walked to the guy's door carrying his M1897 pump-action shotgun. He knocked on the door very politely before opening it and going in.

"Ah... you really opened 30 holes in the man. The poor guy's chest and abdomen were almost crushed by you." Levi didn't rush in, but saw a tall man standing behind a wooden door that was shot apart, with a surprised expression on his face.

"To be exact, 41 rounds." M4 said coldly, leaning against the door without going in. There was no need to say anything more to the other party. The one in front of them was not an ordinary human, but a vampire. However, what puzzled them was that the vampire did not turn into ash after being hit by the silver-plated dagger. This was really surprising (Note 1).

"SOPII? Are you done? The commander is still waiting." M16 tapped the headset to signal SOPII not to slack off.

"Hey! Done~" SOPII put down the wrench in her hand with a smile on her face. She had installed a few small things on the other party's satellite phone communication equipment. Now they can not only read the communication content of a satellite phone, but also track the location of the communication in reverse.

“…it’s better to be a guardian of reality, so we pooled funds and made an archive of everyone’s signatures and account numbers. When the march of destruction began to sound, we hid the archives in four paintings and then fled…” An old voice was telling the story, narrating a story that had been buried for 70 years.

Lancer listened to the conversation between the two sides and made a recording gesture. AR15 beside her nodded, but she knew that M4 had already started recording after SOPII completed the installation of the satellite phone equipment. All she had to do now was to confirm with the commander in front of her.

"I have to say one thing, black man, you did a good job. Why would a talent like you be a black man?" The old man said quickly in a tone of cherishing talent.

"Thanks. Then you can get back to your call." Dutch pushed the phone back.

"Actually, there's no need. His mission has already ended!" The old man said calmly, as if stating an established fact, "Do what you should do, little brother."

"Alfred!" The middle-aged, overweight man in front of him angrily swept everything on his desk to the ground, fully demonstrating the shameful appearance of impotent rage. "After setting up a damn competition, you're still trying to sell me out?"

"Location: South America. The other side has a lot of agents in disguise." AR15 whispered in Lancer's ear. The other side was obviously a guy who didn't want to be seen in the light, so naturally they had a series of defensive measures. However, they didn't expect that the girls they were facing had powerful electronic warfare capabilities and almost overwhelming computing power of quantum computers, so it only took a little time for their defenses to be penetrated.

"Kid, be careful with your words. I gave you both the same resources and information, and your weapons are even better. You still want to enter our world with your strength. To be honest, you deserve to die if you are incompetent." The old man's words were full of sarcasm. "That's all I have to say."

"Okay, black guy." The old man said leisurely, "I've already said it before, you did a good job. If you were an Aryan, I should give you a cross medal."

"No need! I just need money, damn Gestapo." Dutch said unhappily. Thinking about the unexpected heavy losses just now, he was so angry that he raised his hand and smashed the phone with the butt of the M1897 shotgun in his hand.

"Did you finish talking? Let's finish it as soon as possible, because our ship will be approaching." M4, who was leaning against the door, frowned slightly. However, the approximate positioning had been obtained. Although it was almost able to screen out the last layer of defense and directly locate the final position, his commander probably wouldn't be particularly interested. After all, there was a high probability that he would sell it directly to the Israeli Intelligence Agency to earn some pocket money, or give it to the CIA as a source of intelligence information to prevent these bastards from bothering him in the short term.

"Ah!" Dutch and Levi thought it made sense. There were still a lot of things to do and no time to waste, so they each raised their guns and pulled the trigger at the same time.

"Boss, what should we do next?" Dutch tapped the headset and asked Lancer who must be on the line.

"Griffin (Griffin is a ship, not a mercenary organization) is approaching. It will take at most ten minutes." Lancer said with a smile. After they finished the cleanup, the two ships turned off their positioning beacons and temporarily disappeared from the nautical chart.

The two walked towards each other. They needed to transport some arms over later (in fact, most of them had already been taken away by Fei Ma).

"Benny, Locke, come and work!" Dutch held up a shotgun and looked at the crew members being driven over with Levi, "Next is treasure hunting time!"

"Well, there probably isn't such an opportunity, because I have almost scrapped the entire ship. Now you just need to help with the moving. By the way, they have got a lot of bullets. They are heavy and worthless. Do you want them?" Lancer did something that was very consistent with his identity as an arms dealer. He just took away the high-value items.

"Thank you very much. We'll send a few boxes back." Dutch agreed with a smile. Lancer didn't want it because it took up space and was worthless to Lancer. By then, Dutch would have to pay for the bullets he fired! And there was no doubt that these things were very popular in Roanapura, which was stirring up a storm. Even if they were thrown directly to Balalaika, he would probably make a lot of money.

"Then take action, don't miss any corner. Time is money. At sunrise, we can say goodbye to each other."

"Then we really need to move faster!"

Note 1: I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn’t remember whether the HELLSING artificial vampires would turn into ashes after being killed by silver weapons. In the animation, they were all crushed into minced meat... The biggest shot was when Father Anderson rescued Intergula and stabbed a soldier into a sieve, but... it seemed that he was killed by the explosion, so the killing effect of the silver weapon could not be found.

1-15 Settlement of Accounts

"Six machine guns are worth about twenty thousand dollars after discount, more than thirty assault rifles, and fifty or so pistols. The models and conditions are average, but they are not black guns. They are worth less than fifty thousand dollars. I'll take a loss, so I'll count them as thirty thousand. There are a lot of rocket launchers, grenades, and ammunition, and the discounted price is about fifty or sixty thousand. The highlight is three TOW anti-tank missile launchers with six rounds of spare ammunition. The price... If you are in a hurry to sell them, it will be about four hundred thousand. So the total is about five hundred thousand. According to the ratio agreed upon before, your share should be two hundred thousand, but after deducting 6%, the final amount is 30." Lancer said casually, holding the receipt given by Springfield.

"The commander is really amazing. He just deducted over 30 right away, and then deducted another %. So, he probably deducted more than half of it?" SOPII whispered in the humanoid communication loop. This business trip went from making a lot of money to making a huge profit! It turns out that robbing robbing robbing is the most profitable.

"It's indeed lower than what I calculated, but the commander mentioned the purchase price, which of course cannot be the same as the selling price. The models of this batch of pottery are a bit old, so I guess the price won't... Well, it's still selling well now. Someone has already asked about the price when I put it up just now." Mrs. Chuntian took the purchase order of her coffee shop and counted on it. It took her some time to calculate an approximate profit figure. The figure calculated based on the current market price was not the price quoted by Lancer.

Moreover, since these guys are damn sodium-sensitive, there are many things that should not be priced according to the arms price, like a certain golden extended artillery-type Ruger pistol, and some medals they looted that seemed to be authentic, not those cheap imitations from some East Asian small commodity market. The other party sealed these things very carefully, and naturally the humanoids responsible for looting did not miss them.

However, Lancer did not even mention these profits, as he swallowed them all. This wave of black-eating-black may not only benefit these Sodium Crusher, but the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce, which had offended Lancer, felt that it suffered a huge loss. After all, if the profits were calculated carefully, even if it was the purchase price, the money they would have to share would at least double.

"Oh! 14! That's pretty good!" Before Dutch could speak, Levi said in surprise. She and Dutch thought they could only get or . Dutch was scolding her just now. How was Levi going to compensate for this loss?

"Fu..." Dutch blew out a smoke ring. It was more than 60,000 in dividends. This was a pleasant surprise. Lancer was an honest businessman and could be a stable supplier in the future. However, the number of 60,000 still appeared, and it was deducted, which made Dutch feel a little bit overwhelmed.

"Here is $140,000, and we'll say goodbye!" Lancer placed a small bag in front of Dutch, then turned and left.