He didn't dare take the risk. He couldn't guarantee that the speed of his bullets would be faster than the bullets in the hands of so many others.
Xiao Qing glared at Uncle Qiang, his eyes full of blame. Hadn't he sworn to him that he had thoroughly figured out the plans for this arms deal? What was happening now? It was clear that Xiao Muli had long seen through his hidden maneuvering and had calmly made new arrangements.
Uncle Qiang, feeling guilty under the young master's stern look, had not expected such a blunder. "Young master, this was my fault. I will personally accept punishment when we return."
"Huh, accept punishment when we return? We don't even know if we can make it back safely yet," Xiao Qing shifted his gaze away from Uncle Qiang.