This sentence was meant for others to hear, and it would definitely reach Upton's ears by the way. Sure enough, seeing Gao Jun being so sensible, the two armed men showed a look of satisfaction on their faces.

Follow someone upstairs.

The security level above is much stricter, and the weapons of the militants are also more complicated, including Dragunov SVD sniper rifles, AK automatic rifles, and even the ancestral Lee Enfield MK III and Mosin Nagant large bolts.

At first glance, it looks like the style of the Imperial Cemetery.

You must know that over the past two hundred years, they have been invaded by the United Kingdom, Tsarist Russia, and the Soviet Union, and their weapons have greatly spanned the ages.

do not doubt.

As long as a gun can fire, it can kill people.

This group of people looked at Gao Jun with twinkling eyes.

Gao Jun smiled at them and walked into the room. Upton sat cross-legged and raised his head, "You want to talk business with me? Not everyone likes me."

"Mr. Upton, it's okay if you don't like me, as long as you like me."

Gao Jun dropped a stack of about 2,000 US dollars on the table, bent down, pointed his finger at Franklin's nose, and looked at him, "His face should be big enough, right?"

Upton's eyes have three white eyes, and his character is ruthless, decisive, or in other words, unscrupulous.

"Please sit down. What do you need to drink?"

"Is there any beer?"

"Of course, for its sake, it has everything." Upton said with a smile, nodding towards the subordinates beside him.

"Won't you introduce yourself?"

"Nicholas Yuri, an arms dealer."

Gao Jun took out his business card and handed it over.

Upton took it, glanced at it, and said meaningfully, "Here comes another one."
Chapter completed!