In the blink of an eye, Lu Li had returned to the villa's garage.
He commanded his puppet to change out of its damaged clothing, then quickly took out his cell phone to contact the arms dealer, Miss Aurora.
It was noon on his side, and the other party answered instantly, "Handsome young man, what do you need?"
Lu Li was direct, "I need an anti-tank mine for killing a person."
"Blow up a person..." Aurora hesitated for a moment and said,
"Are you sure you need that much firepower? Also, an anti-tank mine is a 'directional mine,' with most of its force directed upwards."
"I'm sure of what I need. With time pressing, can you get it in 12 hours?"
Lu Li had already thought it through.
He wasn't planning to blow up ordinary people, and he had to avoid harming Chen Zhizhong and the members of the National Martial Arts Association.
Thus, the huge and directional power of an anti-tank mine was very suitable.
Then, Aurora said,