After the call between the two ended, from this moment on, the Tiger Gang and the Xinglong Society officially began to form an alliance, sharing life and death and fighting side by side!

Chen Ming leaned on the sofa, looked up at the white ceiling above his head, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, feeling intoxicated. Then he took out the ashes, grabbed the phone next to him, and dialed.

"Hey! Boss, what are your orders?" Brother Ma's voice was still so loud.

"Let all brothers be prepared. I always have a hunch that the guys who are eager to help are about to take action." Chen Ming said calmly.

"I got it! Boss, just take a look. During this period, we have recruited a lot of new people in City H, and we are constantly absorbing new people from City H. If we really want to do it, we are short of weapons now!

"Brother Ma was very domineering in what he said before, but when he said these words later, he suddenly lost his confidence.[

Not to mention him, even Chen Ming frowned when he heard the words "no weapons."

"What? Brother Ma! What do you mean? Weapons and equipment, didn't I ask you to use the Dragon's Descendants Company as a guise to transport a large number of weapons? This fight is about to happen, what kind of plane are you doing?!" Chen Ming's words were a little bit

Zhong, I usually call these guys brothers and sisters, so it’s really easy to talk about anything.

However, once it comes to gang matters, he is absolutely majestic. The boss is the boss after all, and he knows what is light and what is serious!

"Boss, you can't blame me for this! During this period of time, Dragon's Descendants Company has been busy with Miss Zhao Linda's various promotions, and transportation has been busy for her. And, the most important thing is that we are in G City

In this world, both black and white have been opened up, and transporting a batch of arms is a trivial matter. However, it is really difficult to smuggle in the mixed bag of goods in H City." Brother Ma said a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, don't keep talking to me. Now tell me, how many weapons do we have on hand?" Chen Ming quickly stopped Ma Ge's "explanation".

All bosses, including the CEOs of the company, have such a bad temper. No matter what happens, they never ask about the process, I just want the results!

"Now we have three submachine guns and eight pistols on hand. Six hundred rounds!" After Ma Ge finished speaking, Chen Ming almost cursed.

"A firefight is about to begin, and you only have this few weapons? Do you expect all the brothers to fight with swords like last time?" Chen Ming got angry.

"Boss, for these weapons, we still have to find a way to transport the gun parts." Brother Ma's explanation also seemed quite helpless.

What does the so-called "gun parts" mean?

It is to directly disassemble a submachine gun into various small parts, and then use several or even dozens of people to bring a different part, and then transport it over, and then continue to assemble it here.

Regardless of the three submachine guns, eight pistols, and all those things, if you want to dismantle these things and transport them, how many parts are needed? How many trips does one have to make?

In fact, Brother Ma cannot be blamed too much for this matter. The greater part of the responsibility still lies with Chen Ming.
Chapter completed!