Chapter 117

Mao Xiong.

As soon as Ni Yongyao stepped off the plane, he saw the White Widow waiting outside.

The White Widow was leaning against the hood of a car, wearing a well-tailored white trench coat, her short platinum-blonde hair looking like flames in the cold wind.

"Let's go, let's buy the printing press first."

After exchanging pleasantries, Ni Yongyao said.

"What's the rush? That thing isn't going to grow legs and run away."

The White Widow played with Ni Yongyao's arm, and after saying this, she had the driver head straight to the hotel.

Seeing this, Ni Yongyao felt helpless; Mao Xiong women were just fierce. The White Widow, who looked like a noble lady, had no reserve at all when she was with him.

It was only because Ni Yongyao had an outstanding physique that he could tame the White Widow.

It wasn't until the next day.

Only then did a satisfied White Widow take Ni Yongyao to a mint.

The place had already closed, and a large number of workers were dismantling various machines.

At the very back of the mint, a massive machine sat in the snow, covered in a thick layer of frost, looking like abandoned scrap metal that no one cared about.

But in reality, this was an intaglio printing press, a machine under strict regulation worldwide.

Only the Mao Xiong Alliance, currently in a special period, had the opportunity to get their hands on one.

"That's it. Two million US dollars, and it's yours."

The White Widow walked up to the intaglio printing press and said.

Ni Yongyao wiped away the snow, examined the printing press for a moment, and asked, "Can this machine still work properly?"

"Find a mechanic to repair it, and it's highly likely it can."

The White Widow shrugged and said.

Ni Yongyao pondered for a moment, and without hesitating too long, he made his decision: "I'll take it."

Even if there was a chance the printing press couldn't be fixed, it was worth a gamble for Ni Yongyao.

After all, it only cost two million US dollars; for Ni Yongyao, this amount of money was a mere drop in the bucket.

But if it were fixed, it could bring in a steady stream of cash in the future.

Whether printing Hong Kong dollars or US dollars, it would allow Ni Yongyao to make a fortune.

Fox handed the suitcase containing the US dollars to the White Widow.

"Transaction complete, this machine is yours."

The White Widow said with a beaming smile.

Ni Yongyao nodded, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Yuri.

Beep, beep, beep.

The call was connected quickly.

"Mr. Ni, long time no see. What are you planning to buy this time?"

Yuri's infectious voice came through.

"I need eight Hind attack helicopters, as well as a large batch of weapons and ammunition."

Ni Yongyao said.

"A big deal! Mr. Ni, where are you? I'll be there right away!"

Upon hearing Ni Yongyao's request, Yuri immediately said excitedly.

"I'm in Mao Xiong."

Ni Yongyao said, glancing at the White Widow beside him.

"Okay, I'll book a flight right now."

After saying this, Yuri hurriedly hung up the phone and rushed to the airport; Ni Yongyao had now become his biggest client.

"Mr. Ni, if you want to buy arms, you can just come to me; there's no need to contact that American, Yuri."

The White Widow said with some dissatisfaction.

"Just taking care of his business; we're old friends, after all."

Ni Yongyao said. He naturally knew that the White Widow also had channels to obtain arms; after all, she came from a family of arms dealers and could get a wider variety of weapons than Yuri.

It could be said that as long as the money was right, the White Widow could get any active Mao Xiong weapon except for nuclear bombs.

But Ni Yongyao had collaborated with Yuri many times, and even the White Widow had been introduced by the latter, so naturally, he would look after Yuri's business.

"Fine, but you must come to me in the future."

The White Widow said.

The next day.

Yuri appeared before Ni Yongyao and gave him a bear hug as soon as they met.

After the pleasantries, the group immediately set off without delay for the armory managed by General Dimichi.

"Eight Hind attack helicopters?"

Upon hearing this number, General Dimichi burst into laughter. This was an absolute big order, enough for him to make a killing.

"Don't forget the ammunition."

Yuri reminded him.

"Rest assured, Mr. Ni is my friend; he won't be short of a single thing he asked for."

General Dimichi said.

As the eight Hind attack helicopters were dragged out of the armory, the deal was successfully concluded.

"Mr. Ni, where should these big guys be shipped to?"

Yuri asked.

"The same place as before, South Asia."

Ni Yongyao said.

These Hinds were a welcoming gift Ni Yongyao had prepared for Jiang Tiansheng and Jiang Tianyang; he thought it would surely give the two brothers a surprise.

Eight Hinds, plus the two purchased previously, could be divided into two helicopter squadrons.

In a place like South Asia, two helicopter squadrons were the absolute masters of the sky, unshakable.

And the enemies facing them would definitely suffer the worst nightmare of their lives.

Ni Yongyao contacted Rambo, who was stationed at the South Asia base, and told him to prepare to receive the Hinds and ammunition; after testing, they could head to Siam.

Siam.

Jiang Tianyang's estate.

Compared to usual, the estate had become heavily guarded, with soldiers patrolling everywhere holding rifles.

Around the perimeter walls, watchtowers had been built, each equipped with two observers, constantly monitoring the movement around the estate.

At the main gate of the estate, two defensive positions had been built with sandbags, with heavy machine guns mounted inside, their dark muzzles aimed at the road; if any attackers rushed in, they would immediately be torn to shreds.

Inside the estate.

In the courtyard, Jiang Tianyang was talking to a dark-skinned Siamese man.

This man was wearing a dark green military uniform, and his shoulder boards indicated his rank was Colonel; it was clear he was from the Siamese military.

"Caicha, thank the General for me for sending so many men and equipment."

Jiang Tianyang said, laughing while smoking a cigar.

Caicha was General Songpa's adjutant, and after receiving Jiang Tianyang's request, he had brought a large number of soldiers and equipment to support him.

"The General's meaning is, if anyone dares to attack this place, eliminate them directly."

Caicha said.

"Rest assured, that's exactly what I plan to do."

Jiang Tianyang said.

Sitting to the side, Jiang Tiansheng looked at the neatly lined-up soldiers not far away, and behind the soldiers, truck after truck.

The trucks had been modified, with heavy machine guns mounted on their bodies.

Seeing this, a sense of security rose in Jiang Tiansheng's heart.

"This time, no matter how capable Ni Yongyao is, if he dares to attack, he'll only have a dead end."

Jiang Tiansheng muttered to himself.

Meanwhile.