Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Citibank, Second Road, International Settlement.

A rickshaw stopped at the door. Zhang Yunhe got out of the rickshaw, paid the driver fifty cents for the fare, and turned to walk up the steps of Citibank.

Walton, the bank's security supervisor, was standing on the steps when he saw Zhang Yunhe. He stepped forward and greeted him with a smile, "Oh, Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you in a few days. Are you here to deposit or withdraw money today?"

Zhang Yunhe walked over to Walton, hugged him, patted his shoulder and said, "Good morning, Mr. Walton. I have a check to process this time. I have an appointment with Mr. Lester!"

"Mr. Lester should be in his office right now!"

When Zhang Yunhe walked into the bank lobby, there was a key of a special shape in his pocket. It used to be hanging on Wharton's belt.

The lobby manager volunteered to take Zhang Yunhe to the second floor to see the bank president Lester, but Zhang Yunhe politely declined.

When he went up the stairs, he took out the key from his pocket, then took out a box of clay, pressed the key into the clay, and then took the key out. The clay became a mold for a key.

"dong dong dong"

"Please come in!"

Zhang Yunhe pushed open the door of the president's office and walked in, greeting him: "Good morning, Mr. Lester!"

"Dear Zhang, good morning. How have you been recently?" Lester said as he invited Zhang Yunhe to sit down.

"Tea or coffee?"

"A cup of hot coffee, no sugar, please!"

"OK"

Zhang Yunhe sat on the sofa and said, "The situation has been turbulent recently, and life has been difficult!"

Lester brewed a cup of ground coffee and brought it to Zhang Yunhe.

"Thank you!" Zhang Yunhe stood up and took the coffee, then continued, "I came to you this time to ask you to split this check into two parts at a ratio of nine to one, and save 10% for me!"

Lester took the check and checked it. He found nothing wrong with it, so he looked up and said with a smile, "No problem. I'll call someone to come up and help you with it!"

"Okay, can I use your bathroom?" Zhang Yunhe asked.

"Oh, of course!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Yunhe thanked him and walked into the bathroom.

He immediately locked the bathroom door, turned his wrist, and another key appeared in his palm. He took out another piece of mud from the backpack space, pressed the key in and took it out, and another key mold was made!

When Zhang Yunhe finished draining the water and came out, a bank teller had already come to Lester's office. Lester asked the bank teller to split the check as Zhang Yunhe requested and deposit the small amount directly.

It was done in no time, and the bank teller came to the office with a newly issued check.

"Mr. Zhang, please check if there is any problem!" Lester handed the new check to Zhang Yunhe.

"No problem, thank you Mr. Lester, I have to go. Let's have a drink together next time, it's my treat!" Zhang Yunhe stood up and hugged Lester goodbye, and secretly returned the key.

As they walked out of the bank, Zhang Yunhe patted the security supervisor, Walton, on the arm and said with a smile, "Wharton, I heard there's a new group of girls at the Paramount. There are girls from England, France, and Germany. Have you been there?"

"Oh, really? I haven't been there yet. What do you think of those girls?" Wharton asked with shining eyes.

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said, "Each of them is tall and well-proportioned, and their beauty and temperament are no less than that of a princess. The key is that they are also multi-talented. Girls like this are not common!"

"Oh, then I have to go and see it!"

This guy, who was as strong as an ox, didn't know that the key on his waist had just been stolen and then returned.

After leaving Citibank, Zhang Yunhe called a rickshaw and went directly to Yihua Foreign Trade Company.

"Zhang, how is that business going?" Jefferson, the manager of the foreign company, asked impatiently when he saw Zhang Yunhe.

"When have I ever made a mistake?" Zhang Yunhe said as he took out the check and handed it to Jefferson.

Jefferson took the check and looked at it, his eyes widening with smiles.

"Hahaha, Zhang, I knew you wouldn't let me down!" Jefferson said with a laugh.

Zhang Yunhe sat beside the desk and looked at Jefferson without saying a word.

Jefferson knew what he meant, and immediately opened the drawer of his desk, took out a stack of US dollars and handed it to Zhang Yunhe. It was obvious that he had prepared it long ago.

While Zhang Yunhe was counting the money, he took out a box of cigars and pushed it in front of Zhang Yunhe, saying, "Authentic Cuban goods, here you go!"

"Oh, I like a generous boss!" Zhang Yunhe took the cigar without hesitation.

He put the money in his pocket, stood up, closed the office door, walked back and sat down, leaned forward and whispered to Jefferson: "How much ammunition is left in the warehouse?"

"What? Another business?" Jefferson asked immediately.

Zhang Yunhe nodded and said, "There are wars everywhere now, and the rate of consumption of munitions is very fast!"

"Let me see!" Jefferson took out a warehouse inventory list from the drawer and started looking at it.

"There are also 98 Mauser 1000Ks and 24 Mauser Type 9000s, each with 1000 rounds of ammunition, 5000 grenades, 480 light machine guns, 108 heavy machine guns, and 60 mortars..."

Zhang Yunhe was getting annoyed by his reciting. He snatched the list and glanced through it quickly. He looked up and said, "Give me all this arms. I'll sell them all within a week. But with such a large quantity, the buyer will definitely ask for a price reduction. After all, outside the concession, there are Eastern Japanese troops everywhere, and the buyer will have great difficulties in transporting them!"

Jefferson calculated in his mind, looked up and said, "The price of all goods is allowed to be reduced by no more than 10%."

"Okay, let's open the delivery order!"

Jefferson quickly prepared the delivery note, but hesitated when handing it to Zhang Yunhe. "Zhang, this shipment is worth more than my entire fortune. Several bigwigs have shares in it. If something goes wrong, you and I could end up dead. Be careful!"

Zhang Yunhe certainly knew that Jefferson, a manager of a foreign company, did not have the courage and ability to smuggle so many arms. If this guy did not have someone to support him, he would be the first one to not believe it.

Zhang Yunhe took the delivery note and went straight to the dock warehouse.

After looking at the delivery note, the warehouse guard said to Zhang Yunhe, "This warehouse only has this batch of goods. If all of it is shipped away, it will be empty!"

Zhang Yunhe's heart moved, and he said, "In that case, if you give me the warehouse key, I'll give you half a day off. Go to the Paramount at 8 o'clock in the evening to get the key. If there is any problem with the goods, it's not your fault. I will take full responsibility!"

When the warehouse manager heard this good news, he happily gave the warehouse key to Zhang Yunhe and called on his companions to leave together.

After these people left, Zhang Yunhe immediately closed the warehouse door and put all the weapons, equipment and ammunition stored inside into the backpack space.