Upon hearing Jiang Baimian's words, Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little scared and quickly asked, "Who is it from?"
Apart from the company and Genava, who else would send a telegram to the Old Task Force?
Jiang Baimian held the piece of paper and smiled. "Lehman—United Industries's arms dealer, Lehman."
"Lars's lover?" Long Yuehong asked in enlightenment. Compared to Lehman, Lars—whose body was occupied by DiMarco—left a deeper impression on him.
"Yes. He's also a pitiful person." Jiang Baimian sighed. "But this doesn't stop him from being an unscrupulous merchant at the same time. He said that he has already obtained an AC-45 military exoskeleton and a T1 multi-purpose mechanical arm and has asked us if we wanted them."
"Yes!" Shang Jianyao eagerly replied. As he spoke, he raised his left hand.
Long Yuehong suddenly considered a minor problem. "Another military exoskeleton won't fit the car."