Chapter 238: Only I Am Unique in Law Chapter 238 Buying Guns

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Waiting for the dust to settle, Chen Yi then said to Yu Weichao: "Call out again."

"What?"

"Speak up, do you want the stockade destroyed and start all over again?"

Yu Weichao only then reacted: his side had only one superhero, while the other side had 300 flesh tanks.

Eating Level 3 Konjac from Ma La, Yu Weichao shouted clearly: "We are merchants, do you still do business?"

Such a statement avoided the question of ownership raised before.

Several minutes passed before Lanier's answer came: "Trade right in the river."

He had just been nervously counting the Knights' numbers, checking how many had fallen in battle, how could he bother to reply? These three cavalry units were not Ma La's private property; theoretically they belonged to the Temple. The Senate approved his bringing people here only because they hoped to take advantage. But even slight losses were more than they could bear.

Lanier's purpose was to judge whether it was worth taking advantage. Clearly, he had misjudged. Having come to this point, completing the transaction was the only way to save himself.

Trading ten thousand Silver Beis for one thousand swords and blades was a good deal no matter what.

It could at least recover some!

Lanier saw Chen Yi's ferocity and instead worried that on land he himself would be robbed, so he also chose to trade in the water—if the other side had ill intent, at worst he would sink the Conch Shells, and with neither side getting anything, the other side would presumably restrain themselves somewhat.

Yu Weichao had originally considered it the same way, but now hesitated, until Chen Yi nodded.

Three hours later, everything finally got on track. Lanier, discovering no personnel casualties, was as if his father had died and come back to life, full of spirit. He sent men to the upstream fishing village, found two ferry boats, and then personally held the silver-bright, white shells to trade with Yu Weichao. The Knight Order members stayed far away from Shi Zhai, guarding downstream of the River, waiting to prevent the other side from fleeing downstream.

However, the elite Knight Corps Commander riding a Long-hoofed Beast casually turned his mount's head toward a direction away from the stockade and the River, preparing to flee at any moment.

A Knight who could unleash "Energy Spring" could be said to be unstoppable; you couldn't exhaust his energy, so what could you do? All three Knight Commanders harbored similar thoughts, even planning their respective escape routes. Of course, before battle began they could not run, otherwise they would lose even their reputation, and the Temple would not let them off lightly.

Both sides' boats gradually approached, everyone craned their necks to look. These thousand-odd weapons were like a thousand heavy weapons of later times; ordinary Knights had never seen them, let alone the workers and mercenaries standing on Shi Zhai's walls.

Yu Weichao lifted the hide covering the ferry boat's stern, and the two boats behind did likewise. In an instant, gleaming thick-backed broadswords and longswords over two meters long appeared one after another, stunning the whole scene.

Chen Yi also sighed in relief on Shi Zhai and ordered She Lei: "Order the laborers and half the mercenaries to assemble. Once the shells are in hand, transport them away immediately."

Moving so much money, though he didn't know local prices, he figured it would surely be worth the risk. Today had already been dangerous enough; leaving them in Shi Zhai would be like inviting everyone to attack. Ten thousand shells, weighing over two tons, volume much smaller than steel, very easy to take away.

After Yu Weichao and Lanier swapped ships for inspection, the latter, fearing the other side might cheat, insisted on exchanging goods but not ships, wasting two hours before completing the transaction.

Yu Weichao immediately followed instructions, sending the Conch Shells directly ashore, then loading them onto a transport beast, heading toward Yun Village. She Lei and twenty mercenaries accompanied them.

Lanier and the others escorted the swords and blades, watching Chen Yi leave Shi Zhai.

Though it was a pity about those ten thousand Conch Shells, the swords and blades were obviously more important. The Knight Commander ordered departure back to the city without hesitation. Lanier, though itching inside, said not a word.

For them, matters here were both fortunate and unfortunate. Seeking trouble with a high-level Combat Knight again would be somewhat self-defeating.

"Should have asked the Temple's Protective Knights to step forward," Lanier regretted. The other side might only have one person, saving ten thousand Conch Shells.

A gust of wind blew by. Lanier shook his head on the Saber-toothed Beast, laughing at the thought: Protective Knights wouldn't heed his call.

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Chen Yi arrived at Yun Village without stopping, then switched to a raptor of the small lizard, heading toward the Light Gate.

Over two tons of cargo basically reached the pickup truck's limit, exhausting the Phantom Dragon so much it had to zigzag, following the transport beast's old road to move forward, often encountering traps and still having to get out and push.

Chen Yi hardened his heart: when the old man came next time, he must definitely repair this road.

Returning to Jiangning this way, he was also exhausted in mind and body. With difficulty he knocked out a Conch Shell to send for appraisal, then thought of ways to call several people, contacting his elder brother Chen Heng.

Having seen mounts taller than city walls, Chen Yi gained some understanding of the West Continent's martial force, at least Ma La's. To preserve Shuizhai's independence, before Martial Arts Hall students could be relied upon, heavy weapons were almost the only way out.

Such matters couldn't be entrusted unless close as brothers. But his elder brother's army situation was special, and who knew how long before he could be found.

Both parents were busy with their own affairs, so Chen Yi simply slept in the Dormitory, even skipping paying respects. The Chen Family's revival was increasingly evident, visible from Chen Group's business. In officialdom all were fair-weather friends; seeing the old master's arrangements from years ago taking effect one by one, many were scheming. Chen Congyu and others now spent half a day just on people they had to see; saying he was too busy to see his son was natural—how many naive teenage boys, at this time, felt loneliness and isolation, had to call friends and fool around with girlfriends at school...

It was high noon when Chen Yi lazily opened his eyes. The midday sunlight shone on his legs and feet, warm and comfortable.

He rested his head on his arm, staring at the ceiling, unconsciously thinking of the move he had used yesterday.

Outside came the sound of a door key turning. Chen Yi also stayed still—Combat Skill Level 8, he had an energy layer thirty to fifty centimeters thick on his body at all times. Simply put: "Earthlings are already hard to hurt me."

The person entering didn't know Chen Yi was sleeping inside, swaying left and right in the room, appearing in the bathroom, then the kitchen, then humming a song while making tea in the living room.

This piqued Chen Yi's interest; he couldn't help wondering who it was, then waved his hand, and his breath energy opened the bedroom door.

The breeze on the 23rd Floor rudely blew open the curtains. From outside came a "Who?"—but it was Liu Xinyu rushing in, clutching a javelin.

She wore only a black lace bra on top, and a mini skirt below, which fluttered in the wind.

Not to mention her white thighs exposed outside, her round, large chest was like two big porcelain bowls pressed against her chest, gleaming and dazzling. Especially with her right hand holding the javelin level, she naturally lifted her head and thrust out her chest, like a Greek sculpture.

Too bad she still had clothes on!

Chen Yi whistled, a wicked smile on his lips: "What play are you putting on?"

"Why are you here?" Liu Xinyu put away the javelin, embarrassed. How to play with this thing had been taught by Chen Yi at the Martial Arts Hall a few days ago.

Chen Yi had no intention of looking away, scanning her up and down as he said: "You tell me."

Liu Xinyu paused, then insisted: "I installed a monitor at the door. How did you get in?"

Chen Yi made an "oh" sound, neither explaining nor asking.

Such an attitude—Liu Xinyu had never seen it in anyone else. But facing Chen Yi, she had no advantage at all. She could only return to the living room to make tea, huffing and puffing, no longer humming, and put on a white T-shirt.

Chen Yi was about to tease her when his phone rang.

He pounced like a tiger and grabbed the phone that was charging: "Who?"

"Chen Heng." His elder brother's voice was slightly hoarse: "You're looking for me?"

"Is it convenient for you to talk?"

"It's okay."

"What's the situation?" Chen Yi muttered, then asked, "Are you okay? Is there anything I can help with?"

Chen Heng felt warmth in his heart, then smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'm doing great. You little brat, rushing to find me—are you asking after my well-being? My phone is secure."

"Fulfilling my duties on behalf of Mother," Chen Yi said with a smile, then lowered his voice: "Big Brother, do you know any channels where I can buy heavy weapons?"

Chen Heng's tone immediately turned serious, saying, "Kid, don't you go down the wrong path."

He suddenly thought of those young people who advanced with astonishing speed yet always felt they weren't advancing fast enough.

"No," Chen Yi sighed, saying, "When did you become like Father?"

"It's too dangerous," Chen Heng lowered his voice, saying, "Doing this domestically has no future, understand?"

It seemed that even if Big Brother had any channels, he wouldn't introduce them to himself. Chen Yi helplessly said a few more words, then ended the call.

Liu Xinyu, who was drinking tea in the living room, pricked up her ears and heard most of it. She concentrated for a moment, then finally walked in and said, "You want heavy weapons. What do you intend to do?"

"Huh, could it be you have a channel?" Chen Yi's eyes became a bit more proper. After all, she was once the Jiangning regional head of a secret organization.

However, in Liu Xinyu's eyes, this stare of his was absolutely not proper enough. She tilted her head, stared at Chen Yi, and suddenly smiled, saying, "I do have a channel."

"I need more than four heavy machine guns, sufficient ammunition. Can you do it?"

"That's quite a lot," Liu Xinyu thrust out her chest and said, "Then I must contact my old friends."

"Only this once. And you are not allowed to contact members within the organization."

"Quite a few demands," Liu Xinyu snorted and said, "Then you go ahead. I'll make a call in a moment."

Chen Yi was stunned; she immediately exercised her right.

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