"Hello, Chief Kyle."

Lu Feng smiled and spoke fluently in overseas Chinese.

Those eyes with colored contact lenses are glowing blue, and they look exactly like those from overseas.

"You want to discuss cooperation with me?"

Kyle leaned on the boss's chair and asked calmly.

"Yes, the strength of the Blood Hand Mercenary Group is obvious to all. They are undoubtedly the strongest kings in this Maryland town."

"I encountered some difficulties, so I would like to ask the Blood Hand Mercenary Group for help."

Lu Feng smiled slightly and said calmly.

"Do you understand the rules?"

Kyle glanced at Lu Feng and asked lightly.

"Of course, money is not an issue."

Lu Feng smiled softly, then took a step forward, opened his briefcase, and started to take out the money.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Lu Feng took out stacks of brand new knives one after another.

In the blink of an eye, there were ten piles of beautiful knives on the table.
Chapter completed!