Chapter 39 Born to be a Sharpshooter (1)
Yu Sheng was fully prepared: He tightly scarfed his head and wore the pair of glasses.
He looked around to make sure no one noticed him, and directly sneaked into the warehouse.
His skill was so terrific after completing the cultivation of Devaputra Strength that he could jump in place as high as more than one meter, and he would rush up to such small warehouse merely by nosediving.
In the warehouse, two groups of people impressively stood in front of a truck.
One is the Luis, buyer of the truck of saccharose, with Yu Sheng's old classmate Wang Jianyi being the head; as for the other group, Yu Sheng didn't know them.
Workers were unloading the truck. Wang Jianyi walked up to suppliers with two black boxes in his hands in an extremely imposing manner.
The suppliers opened the boxes—full of money. It appeared the money was not domestic currency, but the suppliers didn't refuse, and ordered the heelers to keep them.
"What should I do now?" Yu Sheng looked at them and planned in mind: if he rushed out, he would die in a mass brawl.
But if he didn't rush out, he wouldn't get that sum of money.
Yu Sheng had no interest in the narcotic drugs, because the System couldn't translate them into useful resources. However, money could be translated into resources instantly.
The deal was finished, with nothing suspicious discerned. Yu Sheng was anxious for he had spent so much money. Would all the money be for naught? His anxiety was interrupted by the sound of police cars from distance. Yu Sheng was stunned for a second. He stood on a high position and gazed at the constantly arriving police cars. How loud the sound was! Even ghosts would know the police was coming.
People in the warehouse were in a great panic, while Wang Jianyi stayed calm, as if he had already prepared for it. He told the two persons who were in charge of delivering the goods: "Mr. Zhao, please follow me!"
Mr. Zhao nodded, and followed him at once.
"In that direction…" Yu Sheng was speechless. There were also police cars at the direction they ran towards. Could it be that they had no way to escape and choose to surrender?
System: "Exchange for the map? 1 million yuan!"
Yu Sheng: "Shit! You charge me 1 million yuan for a map! Are you kidding me?"
System: "Maps from the System are not ordinary ones. There is a secret passage in my map, so it's worth the price. Considering you've already spent 4.4 million yuan, do you want to back out now?"
Yu Sheng: "Heartless you!"
Yu Sheng did not know what a profiteer was like until this very moment. The System simply ripped him off at the critical moment.
A map appeared in Yu Sheng's mind, making him stunned for a second. "Ah, secret passage! It leads to a nearby underground parking lot. Damn it! The rich are really good at consumption."
Yu Sheng dared not hesitate and promptly took action.
But as Yu Sheng took action, the System spoke again: "They have guns, so why don't you exchange for some weapons?"
"Shit! Would you stop it?" Yu Sheng was speechless. The System was simply ripping him off.
But thinking it over, Yu Sheng felt the System's words seemed to make sense. So he asked with helplessness: "How much?"
System: "It varies by firepower allocation. I advise you to exchange for AK47 and firearms using skill, which will cost 2 million yuan in total."
Puff!
While running, Yu Sheng almost bumped into the wall due to pedal flaccidity. He was speechless. "So expensive, why? A machine gun is so much more expensive than a pistol?"
System: "Mainly the using skill, it's more expensive; and the silencer of the machine gun is also expensive. But it would be of little use if you only exchange for a machine gun without the using skill. The System is for your consideration, host."
Yu Sheng gritted his teeth: "Son of a bitch! Heartless you! Exchange!"
After the order, a burst of information instantly appeared in Yu Sheng's mind and integrated with him. In just one second, Yu Sheng seemed to have mastered some skills that even he himself could not explain.
"Luckily, it's not the first time for Yu Sheng to use a gun. But each time gives him a miraculous feeling. How could this happen?" Yu Sheng held the machine gun, and there came a familiar feeling—it seemed that he had been playing with guns since he was a child. That kind of feeling made Yu Sheng uncomfortable.
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