Qiao Saike, the confidant of the Spokesperson of the Shattered Reef Branch in Wild Bazaar, West Sea; the deputy acknowledged by every member of the Shattered Reef Branch, and even the next heir after the Spokesperson's death.
Ling Shuo remembered this man. His eyes were always fixed on people's throats. He rarely spoke or smiled, and was always indifferent. Even when Ling Shuo, as the Seven Cities Dragon Head, had come to visit in person, he had merely stood and given a slight nod.
Proud and cold, like the most dangerous hunter.
And now, he had become a mad dog driven into a dead end.
His eyes were scarlet, ready to tear into anyone.
He was clearly an honored guest who had come with money to buy goods, yet he looked more like a bandit armed and ready to pull off a job, unable to contain his fury and killing intent.
So the rumors were true. The Spokesperson of Shattered Reef had really been stabbed in the back by his sworn brother of many years, the one he had played dumb around, and was now close to breathing his last. "Fuel Element Explosives, grenades, directional mines, individual rocket launchers..."
Under the gaze of those blood-red eyes, Ling Shuo seemed entirely unfazed as he leisurely flipped through the order. His brows rose. "Huh, you even dare ask for missiles? Damn... the only thing missing is a Fusion Bomb."
"Cut the crap. I want Fusion Bombs. Do you have them?" Qiao Saike interrupted. "Just tell me whether you have the things on the list."
"Come now, every one of these things is more troublesome than the last. You might dare ask for them, but I wouldn't dare sell them."
Ling Shuo shook his head and sighed. "Do you know that even knockoff