The two of them laughed and drank. Lu Zhen turned his head slightly and looked out the window. His smile was very charming. The light cast a coquettish light under his mole. Opposite the building was a building.

Nolan saw Lu Zhen's smile through the telescope and frowned slightly.

This building is full of anti-terrorism people, sniper rifles are aimed at Lu Zhen, and there are also people monitoring their conversations.

"Major, this is a rare deal, why would Lu Zhen give up?" One of his subordinates asked, quite puzzled, "In the past, he always agreed to this kind of business. According to the data we collected, he

As a venture capitalist, he will definitely agree to this business."

"Yeah, Moji hasn't agreed for so long. What on earth is he going to do?" The other person also didn't understand. This is not Lu Zhen's style.

Lu Zhen's style has never been something you can touch.

Nolan said calmly, "Don't talk too much, just listen."

They had unknowingly monitored Bol's phone calls. This time around, they had received information about Bol's interactions with the drug lord. They thought the drug lord would order weapons from Bol and then sell them to terrorists.

Unexpectedly, Boer kicked this tricky potato to Lu Zhen.

Bor indeed does not have such a large weapons reserve.

Only ace can be given.

Lu Zhen has always been very high-profile and opportunistic in his work. He will not miss this opportunity. What is he hesitating about?

Bol said, "Brother, what do you think?"

"You know I have a rule, I hate cooperating with drug lords." Lu Zhen said, although he has many friends who are in the drug business, Lu Zhen has a good relationship with them.

But he rarely does arms business with drug lords.

Speaking of which, those who make arms are all desperadoes, but those who make drugs are ruthless.

Cross-industry work is a very dangerous job. You are familiar with this line of work. Even if you are doing this line of work, you are obviously not familiar with it, yet you still want to get involved. You are just interested in huge profits from arms. If trouble occurs, you will not be able to deal with it yourself.

In the end, he still had to wipe his butt.

They had done this kind of thing when they first needed money. In the end, they were exhausted and the money they earned was not enough to deal with the aftermath. Now that they have a choice, there is no need to touch this kind of people.

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Desperados like them, as long as they have money, they can do anything.

"I know, the person I introduced to you used to be a munitions dealer, but later became involved in drugs. You don't have to worry about channels."

Lu Zhen put down his wine glass and looked away, "Boer, how did you know that I have a ten thousand magnetic wave gun?"

"Don't say 10,000, 30,000 to 50,000 is no problem. I know your capabilities. If you didn't have 30,000 to 50,000 to 50,000 magnetic wave guns, how could the Middle East be so ready to take action? This kind of weapon is best suited for close combat.

It is estimated that we will definitely win, and those non-government armed forces are very curious about it." Bol said with a hearty laugh.

Lu Zhen also laughed and took another sip of wine, "You're right, we can eat it no matter how big it is."

"Is this a promise?"

Lu Zhen blinked his eyes, looking a little cunning and heartless, very tempting, "Boer, don't worry, I'll get someone to prepare some information later and give you an answer."

Boer thought to himself, Lu Zhen is really a fairy.
Chapter completed!