Ye Jian, who came down from upstairs, was led by J5 into the basement built in the small building. After passing through a short dark underground passage, she turned a corner and saw a snow-white light in front of her. It was a little like the illusion of hell leading to the entrance to heaven.

Compared to the darkness of the small building, the basement where the guns were placed was so white that it was a little blinding.

Ye Jian saw the shopkeeper. He was a middle-aged man with a dismembered right leg. His pants where his dismembered leg was was knotted up.

Although the middle-aged man’s body was disabled, he had a pair of hawk-like eyes. When his gaze swept over, it brought an inexplicable sense of gloom.

“Six submachine guns and six handguns with three magazines each. As for the number… you guys count it yourself… Tell me when you come out. Try the gun room next door, but there’s not much ammo… Us the bullets sparingly,” the owner with the damaged vocal cords said slowly, then he limped away again on his cane.

!!

When he passed by Ye Jian, he suddenly turned around. Ye Jian noticed his gaze and immediately turned around.

He didn’t expect to be caught by Ye Jian the moment he turned around. After being stunned for a moment, he looked into Ye Jian’s eyes as a strange color flashed across his gaze. “You’re very beautiful.”

There was no offense and no teasing. His low husky voice was a little sad, as though he was reminiscing.

For a moment, Ye Jian didn’t know how to answer. In the end, she nodded at him. “Thank you.”

Captain Xia had tried to find out where the silver wire had come from, but nothing had come of it. After a few years, they hadn’t expected an unassuming arms dealer to recognize it immediately.

While Ye Jian was shocked, she also became vigilant.

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