Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

The man also had a cigar in his hand, but he didn't smoke it. He said in a casual manner, "Old Qiu, how did I trouble you before?"

Called Lao Qiu by someone younger than him, if it was someone else, he would have been dragged out by Boss Qiu long ago, chopped up the meat, and then fed the meat to the dogs.

But this person was called Boss Qiu, not only was Boss Qiu not at all unhappy, but there was a faint respect in his tone.

"Qiu Hong, it's like this. You see, I have sent out two groups of troops, each time with more people, but they were all escaped by that little girl."

"And the losses of my subordinates were quite heavy. The first time, my capable men didn't even come back with those few extremely capable people. The second time, most of the people who came back were disabled, even those who didn't hurt important people The people in the area also have to stay in the hospital for several months."

"I heard people who came back say that the little girl has a gun in her hand. You see, my organization doesn't have many guns. The little girl shoots two guns. What about the others?"

"If things go on like this, I will become a poor commander. When my enemy comes to my door, how can I resist?"

Fan Qiuhong squinted at Boss Qiu, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "I understand what you mean, so I'll give you this number of guns."

As he said that, Fan Qiuhong stretched out a slap, and compared to Boss Qiu.

Boss Qiu's eyes widened, his throat moved up and down: "Fifty guns?"

You must know that his organization only has 400 people, [-] guns, plus the firearms he has saved for many years, even if the quality is uneven, almost everyone in the entire organization can be equipped with a gun.

Fan Qiuhong cut it disdainfully: "Only you can get fifty, I'm talking about five hundred."

This time Boss Qiu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. It wasn't until he realized that he pretended to evade: "Qiu Hong, although you and I are brothers, we can't use so many firearms, we can't use them."

It's just that his eyes look at Fan Qiuhong from time to time, that's five hundred guns, five hundred guns, there is still room for everyone to have one.

The corner of Fan Qiuhong's mouth curled up into a smile, with a trace of disdain: "Okay, keep it. In an organization, it's hard to justify not having a gun for everyone."

Boss Qiu declined again and again, and then reluctantly accepted.

It's just that what Fan Qiuhong said afterwards made Boss Qiu even more speechless.

"My people will lend you ten."

Ten people compared to fifty guns, this is completely trivial, and it doesn't even have any meaning to talk about.

It's just that Boss Qiu knows the inside story, so he clearly knows that Fan Qiuhong's ten people are not simple at all. If they are used properly, they are definitely more useful than five hundred guns.

Fan Qiuhong himself paid more attention to these people, like a baby bump. If something good or bad happened in country C, Fan Qiuhong would not be so polite to him.

Boss Qiu really declined this time: "Don't, Qiu Hong, there are not many talents like you, if I don't take good care of them, it will be bad if those ten people are injured or something. "

Fan Qiuhong looked at Boss Qiu uncharacteristically: "This operation can only succeed but not fail. Bring the girl surnamed Sheng and show me whether she has three heads and six arms or some special function."

He changed his voice, with a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth, and continued, "As for those people in my hands, you don't have to worry, if they are injured or scrapped, just make them again."