This time.

There was already a sneer on the old man's face.

In his opinion, the other party is already a little insatiable.

So many heavy non-heavy weapons are enough for any underworld forces.

It's even a bit over-the-top.

They're just some triad in the gray area.

Aren't these weapons enough?

Do you want to fight a national war?

The honorary councillor of the Guzmán family.

At this time, he even felt that the young woman in front of him was making fun of herself.

Secretly annoyed.

The tone also became unkind.

Mo Yu smiled faintly, looked at him unhurriedly, and said in a calm tone.

"Of course, what I want is the most advanced technological weapons today, such as laser weapons that can penetrate the stratosphere without counting the number of rounds, sonic weapons that can control the power of directional attacks, electromagnetic guns that can produce super-mass destruction, strong light weapons that can be used on a large scale, and cluster pulse weapons that have the ability to penetrate and crack layers."

The girl spoke slowly, telling her request.

The old man's face became more and more ugly.

"Impossible! These weapons are the most advanced technology today, and only a few major powers are studying in the entire Blue Star, maybe they are not as good as nuclear bombs in terms of destructive power and explosive power, but they are far more secret than nuclear bombs in some functions. How did I get all this?! ”

"Is it really impossible?"

Mo Yu seemed to be smiling.

"Impossible!"

The old man didn't think about it, and waved his hand directly.

"1 billion!"

The girl spoke lightly.

"It's not about money, Lady Morica, you're too hard for us, you know these weapons......"

"1 Billion Citicoin!"

Mo Yu's voice was loud, and he didn't listen to him continue.

The old man's face twitched, and his face turned pale.

"It's too unsafe, if it's just smuggling some traditional firepower weapons, those superpowers will turn a blind eye, but these are high-tech, countries strictly guard against the hole cards, if we dare to smuggle, I'm afraid we will be sanctioned by the ...... of the world."

"1 billion Citicoin, just give you a private labor fee, and we will calculate the deposit separately!"

Smack.

The girl pulled out a check with a billion denominations.

Slammed on the conference table.

The crisp sound not only blocked the next words, but also knocked the hearts of the two people in the room.

Knocking on the ground, their hearts pounding.

On the paper on the table.

The nine zeros behind one almost dazzled their eyes.

And the bank logo is still from Citigroup.

The white man's pupils shrank violently, and he secretly gasped.

Real money, just in front of your eyes, is too impactful.

Even the old man next to him was breathing heavily, and his eyes were fixed on the check on the table, and he didn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

Although he had seen more money, most of it was in public accounts.

And this is its own little coffer......

"Hahahaha......"

He burst out laughing and smiled.

"Tulips are worthy of being an old family, it's really refreshing, since Miss Morica is so sincere, then the old man will do his best......"

As he spoke, he reached for the check on the table.

But he was held down by a crystal white palm.

Although the palm of that hand is not big, the strength on it is surprisingly large.

Hold down the old man's hand like a pincer, and can't let him move.

"Miss Morica, what do you mean by that?"

The old man's face sank.