National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"Why not just arrest him?" Henry Lamb asked.

"Well, the whole street is full of people from the Black Stone Alliance, so it's really inconvenient for our people to take action." The fat man shook his head. It's not like they hadn't thought about robbing them openly, but the other party was obviously well prepared.

"so?"

"According to the inside information of the Black Stone Alliance, they will send people to transport those treasures in the near future."

"We have arranged people to hijack the car on the way, and we have placed people on three routes that they must pass!" The fat man said confidently, and his words showed the confidence that he was determined to win.

"Is this your plan?" Henry Ram looked unhappy, as if he had just watched a TV show with a bad ending.

"Um, boss, do you have any other ideas?" The fat man raised his head unexpectedly, with confusion in his eyes.

"Stupid!" Henry judged without hesitation.

"But we can't rob openly. If a fight breaks out, it will be a big loss for both sides."

"Did I say there was going to be a fight?"

"Uh...no."

"Come, take a look at this plan." Henry Lamb threw a document on the table.

After reading the above information, the other party's expression became extremely wonderful.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss... When it comes to being cunning, oh no, when it comes to being smart, you're the one."

……

Trading block.

The trading district, which is neither wide nor narrow, is considered the most prosperous area in Bass Lake City.

There are a lot of people here, but most of them are dressed in tattered clothes.

Dark-skinned workers carrying baskets filled with goods struggled to make their way through the crowd.

Most of the street stalls are simple and messy, and can be built with a few wooden sticks and a piece of tattered cloth.

The stalls are filled with various weapons and equipment and processed low-quality handicrafts. If you walk a few more steps, you can even see some rare raw ores.

The air was filled with dust and various strange smells. The dilapidated tricycles struggled to move through the crowd, making creaking sounds from time to time.

Occasionally an old car would pass by, raising a large cloud of dust that made people cover their mouths and noses.

In an inconspicuous corner of the street, there sat a man in tattered clothes.

His clothes were patched and he looked unkempt. His seemingly calm eyes revealed silent murderous intent.

He sat there quietly, like a silent shadow, not saying a word.

An ordinary FAL was leaning against the wall, and a corner of a dusty Snow Mountain Elite helmet was exposed from a camping backpack on the ground.

He stared at the entrance of a corridor until three outsiders, one tall and two short, walked in.

"Should it be here?" Zhang Qi looked around. The environment here was worse than he had imagined.

There were spider webs everywhere, and all sorts of strange-looking reptiles.

"Yes, residence 405 in the trading district, it's right here on the map." Nanqiang checked the map again.

"Do you live upstairs?"

"Generally speaking, this should be an apartment building. But from the outside it looks like it only has two floors." Zhang Yang walked in front holding the Pharaoh, leading the way for the three people.

The corridor was filled with cardboard and various sundries, making it look very crowded.

Zhang Yang and the other two walked up to the second floor and indeed saw a door.

The stairs above were blocked by cardboard boxes.

“It should be this one.”

"Knock on the door directly?"

"Knock." Zhang Yang knocked on the door without hesitation.

There were sounds of footsteps in the room and the door was quickly opened.

A man with shifty eyes poked his head out, with a conspicuous scar on his eyebrow.

"You girl." The south wall greeted.

"The warehouse is full." The other party said something incomprehensible vigilantly.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang and the other two looked at each other.

"Goodbye!" The other party realized that something was wrong and immediately tried to close the door, but the gap in the door was stuck by Zhang Yang's foot.

"Are you giving secret signals? Don't worry, we have no hostility." Zhang Yang said as he violently opened the door. At the same time, the falling arrows from the south wall were aimed at his head.

Zhang Yang: “…”

Zhang Qi: “…”

South Wall: “…”

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Yes, we have no hostility." The South Wall put away the Heaven Descending.

The three of them took advantage of the situation and broke into the room.

click-

When I closed the door, a stale smell hit me in the face. The room could only be described as shabby.

The clothes were piled haphazardly in the corner, wrinkled and twisted into a ball.

Various comic books and game magazines were scattered on the ground, some of the pages were curled.

The small room in front was an even bigger mess, with a half-eaten bag of snacks open and several empty beverage bottles lying around next to it.

The keyboard on the computer desk has faded, and there are some small miscellaneous items of unknown purpose next to the mouse.

"Who are you? I advise you to leave here as soon as possible!" The man did not resist anymore, but straightened his body and warned Zhang Yang and the other two.

"We want something, so we take it and leave." Zhang Yang glanced towards the small room inside and actually found some traces of treasures beside the bed.

Golden cups, mysterious paintings, golden horse sculptures, decorative walking sticks...

Some small gold items that clearly did not belong in this room suddenly appeared in the room.

At present, we can only get a glimpse of it. Most items are placed in blind spots. Only by walking into the room can we get a full view.

"What if we force our way in?" Zhang Qi had a hunch that the wedding ring must have been temporarily stored in this room like the other little golds.

They may be just one step away from getting their wedding ring!

Zhang Qi spoke the harsh words too quickly, causing Zhang Yang to swallow the polite words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Humph, you guys? The whole street is full of people from the Black Stone Alliance. If you rob them, where are you going to escape?"

The man confidently opened half of the curtain, which gave him just enough angle to see the trading booth below.

Many people looked upwards, holding weapons in their hands.

"The curtains are also one of our secret signals. If they are all drawn open, they will swarm in."

"And every two and a half minutes, I will send a secret code to the special frequency band. If anything unexpected happens to me, they will surround this place immediately."

The man spread his hands, which gave him the confidence not to be afraid of Zhang Yang and the other two.

"Why is it two and a half minutes?" Zhang Qi wondered.

"What do you care about me?" the man responded disdainfully.

Zhang Yang looked at the dense crowd downstairs and felt that he might not have enough bullets.

The original "open robbery" can indeed be used as an alternative plan, but if the other party is from the Black Stone Alliance, doing so is indeed very risky.

Have to try to outsmart it.

"We can discuss the terms." Zhang Yang signaled Nanqiang and the other man to stop talking and have a good chat with him.

Nanqiang and Zhang Qi also stepped back sensibly and put away their guns.

"Don't waste your time thinking about it. I won't give you the Utopia."

Unexpectedly, the other party's casual words exploded like thunder in the minds of Zhang Yang and the other two.

Utopia?

Utopia!!