Chapter 377: Murderous Intent in the Dark

"Sir... I'm just a merchant, could there be some misunderstanding between us?"

Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him, Jeppe sat paralyzed on the ground, not daring to take a deep breath, tremblingly pleading.

However, the man with a cold expression standing in front of him was unmoved, playing with a Pu-9 Submachine Gun he had picked up, and said in an indifferent tone,

"Where does this gun come from."

Hearing this question, Jeppe was internally crying out in anguish, but he didn't dare to hide anything and truthfully revealed the reality.

He had guessed the identity of these people.

They, like the group of black-clad figures this morning, all came from that absurdly large airship, all from that damned Army!

"I, I found it."

"Where did you find it?"