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12 a.m., Paris, France.

In a secluded underground parking lot, two large trucks slowly approached and finally stopped in the parking lot.

"Ahh

As the doors opened, several sturdy men in ordinary workers' uniforms stepped out of the truck.

On top of a small car parked nearby, more than a dozen men in black suits and red gloves slowly walked down.

At the forefront is a middle-aged man with a sexy mustache.

On his left and right, there were also several younger brothers holding safety suitcases.

This is a typical dark transaction of underground cash.

According to the general routine, there is no doubt that these suitcases are absolutely 100% large bills of cash.

"Did you bring the goods?"

A classic opening line.

"It's in the car, do you need to see it?"

Several workers had cold expressions, and one of the leaders shook his head back.

Hearing this, the man in the suit didn't speak, but just raised his legs and walked directly towards the truck, while his younger brothers began to surround the surroundings.

In this regard, these workers still had a cold expression, and only the worker leader followed the man in the suit to the back of the truck.

"Click!"

A small window opened behind the truck's container, and the worker leader stepped aside and motioned for the man in the suit to look for himself.

Chewing gum, the man in the suit straightened the red gloves he was wearing, and then approached the truck box in front of him, looking inward through the gap to observe something.

Gradually, the leader of the workers could clearly feel the man's breathing becoming heavier, and the corners of his mouth hooked, but he didn't say anything.

"Click"

Eventually, the man in the suit closed the window, looked at another truck, and asked, "Can I see that?" ”

"Absolutely, you're our customer."

The worker leader nodded, and then walked to the back of another truck with the man in the suit to check.

Eventually, the man in the suit nodded with great satisfaction, looked at the worker leader in front of him and asked, "Are they really as powerful as advertised?" I also need to make sure they can be controlled, you know. This is Paris, and we can't afford to get out of hand. ”

"That's natural, please rest assured, sir, our White War organization still has credibility after so many years of arms trading. Although biological weapons are trading for the first time, we have an old friendship with ordinary arms, right? ”

The leader of the workers pulled out a professional smile.

As he spoke, a worker stepped up and opened a hand, revealing its contents and handing it to the man in the suit.

Inside was a tube of injections, and a small remote control.

"What is this?"

The man in the suit looked at the contents of the suitcase in front of him, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

"That's exactly the 'insurance' you need, as long as you inject it, you'll be able to control the little ones in the car like you're at your fingertips."

The leader of the workers still has a professional smile.

"Injection ......"

The face of the man in the suit changed slightly.

Obviously, it is impossible for a person sitting in his position to inject such a dangerous thing into his body at will.

It is precisely because of his suspicion that he has survived to this day.

However, this is not a difficult problem to solve.

beckoned, a henchman on the side walked over, and the man in the suit did not hesitate, picked up the syringe in the suitcase in front of him, and injected his henchman directly.

It can be seen that with the injection of unknown things, the henchman in the suit showed a painful expression on his face, and then, the muscles on his body began to squirm non-stop, and it looked as if he was going to die at any moment.

See this scene, "brushing".

The members of the Bloody Hand Gang who were surrounded around took out their pistols, pulled the bolt, and aimed them at several workers in the encirclement.

Faced with the threat of more than a dozen guns, these people still had flat expressions without the slightest change.

In the end, under the gaze of the man in the suit, the injected henchman still calmed down, turned his head to look at him, nodded his head, and signaled that he was fine.

In this regard, the man in the suit also breathed a sigh of relief.

"How?"

The leader of the workers spoke at this point.

"The deal is complete, and we will do it on your terms."

The man in the suit said, and the younger brothers around him had already handed over the suitcases containing cash to the workers.

Seeing this, the leader of the workers handed the box containing the syringe to the man in the suit, and said with a smile: "Happy cooperation." ”

After saying this, in the road where the bloody hands helped the younger brothers get out of the way, several guys dressed as workers slowly walked out, got into another ordinary car, and drove directly out of the underground parking lot in this suburb.

Watching the people of the White War Organization leave, the man in the suit looked down at the box in his hand again, opened the mezzanine layer above, looked at a document hidden underneath, and the man in the suit silently closed the suitcase and commanded a few people to drive away the truck, and he himself got into another car parked on the side.

"How are you feeling?"

Sitting in the car, the man in the suit looked at the henchman beside him who had been by his side since he was a child.

"Aside from feeling a little pain at first, I don't feel anything in my body now. I just feel that I have some connection with the monster in the truck. I think I should be able to control them. ”

The henchman answered with a blank look.

As the vehicle slowly drove out, the henchman was silent for a while, and then said, "Is it worth it to make it so big?" ”

"There's nothing worth it, it's something I want to do."

The man in the suit unbuttoned his suit, and then the whole person instantly relaxed.

"yes, I see." The henchman nodded, and then said, "It's just that it's a bit too risky for us to trade with the people of the White War Organization like this?" It seems that the people of the Earth Security Council have put the White War organization on the wanted list, so we will be involved, right? ”

"Didn't the people of the White War Organization say that the council can't find them?"

The man in the suit waved his hand indifferently, and said, "And even if we are found, it doesn't matter, we don't need to do it anyway." Those guys are goblins, and they can definitely think of anything we can think of. ”

"Thinking about so many things that don't belong to us, it's better to think about how our own actions should be carried out. If it weren't for the coincidental discovery of information 'out there', we wouldn't have the right to trade biological weapons with the White War Group. ”

"If their purpose is there, they won't sit idly by and watch what the Council will do to us until it's done now."

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