That was normal. It was like how Bill Gates and Musk would never know the price of vegetables at a local market.

The chat app interface.

powermaster, Fang Zhen's ID, was sending a message.

Li Zoyi was also online.

Fang Zhen: Buying guns.

Li Zoyi: Sure. Upgrading so soon? Is the Desert Viper not enough for you anymore?

Fang Zhen: It's still pretty smooth, but I want to try something else. Something bigger, more powerful, a little wilder. Something that satisfies a man's urge to conquer.

Li Zoyi: So fickle. Hmph. Men.

Li Zoyi: Your two handguns are already near top-of-the-line. What kind of upgrade are you thinking of?

Fang Zhen: Assault rifle, heavy sniper, grenades. Anti-personnel mines would be great. If you can get your hands on an RPG or some other kind of rocket launcher, I'll take that too. I'm not a picky eater.

An awkward ten-second silence.

Ten seconds later.

Li Zoyi: What the hell are you planning to do?

Fang Zhen: Try something with more kick.

Li Zoyi: Oh. From your list, I thought you were planning to assassinate Trump.

Li Zoyi: A heavy sniper would turn him to paste. He couldn't "fight" anymore, and MAGA wouldn't be getting "Great Again."

Fang Zhen: It's not that serious.

Fang Zhen: So, are you selling or not?

Li Zoyi: I'm selling.

Li Zoyi: Money first. I have channels for the things you want, but it might be a bit of a hassle.

Li Zoyi: The things you want will cost at least thirty thousand dollars, maybe fifty thousand or more in the end. I'll need a deposit of thirty-three percent, so wire me ten thousand dollars to start. I accept USDT. If you're paying with ETH or BTC, you'll have to add an extra ten percent to cover the risk of a price drop.

Fang Zhen: Heh.

Another awkward ten-second silence.

Li Zoyi: I give up. You want to buy guns but don't want to pay a deposit? What are you thinking?

Fang Zhen: No goods, no money. Got it?

Fang Zhen: I'm flying over in person. I'm not messing with you. If you don't even have that much trust, then let's not do business.

A five-second silence.

Li Zoyi: Fine. I have a good impression of you, so I'll trust you this once. If you hadn't paid so promptly last time, I would have never agreed to this.

Li Zoyi: Let me be clear upfront. My supply channels are a bit... wild. They might not play by the rules. If something unexpected happens, don't blame me for not warning you, and don't say I set you up.

Fang Zhen: Fine. Let's set a time and place.

Fang Zhen hammered out the details with Li Zoyi on the app. After setting a time and place for the meeting, he closed it.

He wasn't particularly afraid of things going wrong.

It wasn't that accidents couldn't happen. The unexpected is a universal law, as certain as a law of nature. He just wasn't afraid of it.

Confidence comes from strength.

Tempered by one dungeon after another, Fang Zhen's power had grown to the point where he had the confidence to protect himself anywhere in the world.

As the saying goes, only a mighty dragon dares to cross the river. He dared to go to American soil to buy military-grade weapons because he had plenty of aces up his sleeve and the confidence to back them up.

…

「Five days later.」

Houston George Bush Airport, America. 5:00 PM, U.S. Central Time.

Fang Zhen walked out of the airport.

There's a saying: "strange the first time, familiar the second." The last time he came to America, he had been a little nervous. After all, it was a foreign country on the other side of the planet.

This time, Fang Zhen felt as casual as if he were strolling into his own backyard.

In popular terms, it was called having a "relaxed vibe."

He didn't get far from the airport exit before he saw Li Zoyi sitting on the hood of her blue Jaguar. Beside her stood a thirty-something Chinese-American man whose hair and clothes had a certain hip-hop style.

Li Zoyi whistled and waved at Fang Zhen.

Then, Li Zoyi and the man walked over.

"This is Chris. His Chinese name is Ke Liangjie."

"He's the one who found the channel for this deal."

Fang Zhen glanced at the man. The hip-hop-styled Chinese-American was still wearing sunglasses even though the sun was setting. 'He probably thinks it makes him look cool,' he thought.

Ke Liangjie took off his sunglasses. He wasn't a man of many words, simply nodding as a greeting.

"Don't leave the airport. We're buying three more tickets. We're flying to New Mexico," Li Zoyi said, her tone crisp.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by lotustale.com