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"I am the Weapons Merchant," Yang Xiaoyou said in a low voice, "I heard that General Maximi has recently accumulated various arms, so I came here specifically."
Of course, this was nonsense; he currently had no channels to obtain such information. However, his Future Memory was one of the strongest intelligence systems, which allowed him to showcase a bit of his own capability.
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, the soldier displayed a look of realization on his face. He then gestured to the guards behind him and turned back to Yang Xiaoyou, saying, "Since you are here to discuss business, we welcome you. However, we ask that you temporarily hand over your weapons for our safekeeping."
"Give them to them; it's fine," Yang Xiaoyou replied calmly.
Since he had personally come to negotiate with the warlord, he naturally had means of self-protection. If one lacked the courage to conduct business with others in this line of work, it would be better to withdraw early.
"Hmm? Are there other guests besides us?" Yang Xiaoyou asked nonchalantly as he noticed a brand new armed helicopter on the helipad inside the military camp. The trade of Free Arms was inherently clandestine, and it was quite normal for appearances to be concealed; at this moment, no one asked Yang Xiaoyou to remove his helmet.
"Don't worry; we need a variety of types right now, so your offerings may not overlap with ours," the leading soldier replied with a smile.
Hearing this, a glimmer of intrigue flashed in Yang Xiaoyou's eyes. So there were other arms merchants present as well. It seemed that they were not backed by any boss but rather were fellow traders who had come with some insider information.
However, at present, Algeria was still a country despite its backwardness, and it was rich in oil and gas resources. Given his current situation, trying to monopolize this share would be unrealistic; he just needed to catch this ride.
But when he entered Maximi's reception room and saw a silver-haired woman sitting in a chair smiling and waving at him, Yang Xiaoyou's pupils involuntarily constricted beneath his helmet.
Noah and Ben also changed their expressions slightly.
"Ha ha! This time we have two distinguished guests; it truly makes me feel very pleased. Sister Fia, it seems you should know this gentleman," said the middle-aged African American man sitting at the head of the table with an energetic smile.
"My future business partner. I came here not only to discuss business with the general but also to find him," Fia Haek Media said with a gentle smile.
"Oh? So you are Fia's business partner. I apologize for my abruptness. It seems both of you have sought me out this time, likely having received some information through certain channels," said the energetic middle-aged African American Man, who appeared somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that the seemingly inconspicuous group led by Yang Xiaoyou could become partners with HLI.
Upon hearing the princess's words, Yang Xiaoyou was also taken aback. He had already harbored some doubts upon seeing her, but now it was clear that she had likely anticipated his arrival and was waiting for him here. Sometimes, negotiations can take a long time, and as long as she intended to delay a bit, she could almost certainly wait for him. Of course, this was contingent on her accurately predicting that he would come here.
Now, hearing about the partnership, he did not object; if he could leverage their influence, he would not hesitate to do so.
"Fia finding her way here truly surprises me," Yang Xiaoyou remarked, observing her calm demeanor.
"Not at all. We are of the same kind; I believe that what I can see through, you won't miss either," Fia replied with a slight mischievous smile.
Hearing her words made Yang Xiaoyou feel a bit embarrassed. His understanding of Maximi's potential came from memories of the future, while her ability to grasp such insights must stem from her own capabilities. The fact that she managed to arrive at this moment likely indicated she had discerned who he was planning to confront next.
This level of insight was indeed formidable. Unlike Mo Wenfu, who utilized direct battlefield tactics, Fia Haek Media demonstrated an extremely sharp analytical ability in combat situations, reflecting her keen observational skills in everyday life.
It seemed that his previous performance in front of her had significantly elevated her perception of him, leading her to believe they were akin to one another.
However, just as Yang Xiaoyou prepared to seize this opportunity to insert himself into their ongoing transaction, a soldier rushed in from outside and whispered something into Maximi's ear.
Though Yang Xiaoyou couldn't hear what was said, he sensed a faint hint of murderous intent emanating from Maximi after listening to the soldier.
"I understand. You may leave now," Maximi said calmly as he waved his hand.
Then he turned to Yang Xiaoyou. "Sir, before we get into the main topic, it seems we have another matter to discuss. I must apologize for my lack of discipline; it appears my subordinate disturbed you upon your arrival. However, your response was rather ruthless. I must provide an explanation to my men regarding this incident."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but marvel at the luck of the soldier he had struck; in such circumstances, it was surprising that someone else had come to his rescue. The power of a bullet from a rifle striking a human body far exceeded what an ordinary person could imagine.
Yang Xiaoyou was not prepared to explain anything about the situation; this was someone else's territory, and it was pointless to argue with them.
There was no need to worry too much about safety; they were just a few soldiers. Maximi's expression likely stemmed from trying to extract value from the situation.
Killing those soldiers wouldn’t be a big deal, but if the other party took it seriously, it could indeed become a headache.
Seeing that Yang Xiaoyou had nothing to say, Maximi revealed a hint of amusement on his face. "However, you are ultimately my partners in this endeavor. How about this: I want all of your goods. Whatever you have, I’ll take it all. But due to insufficient cash flow, I can only promise to pay you back with interest once I complete my grand undertaking. How does that sound?"
This fellow remained silent until now, but when he spoke, he included Fia Haek Media in his demands and had the audacity to want everything they had while offering only an empty promise in return. His greed was truly unattractive.
Perhaps if it were just his side, he would have been more civilized for the sake of his reputation. However, it was clear that Fia's side represented a tempting opportunity for him to make some risky moves under the pretense of this deal.
The other party relied heavily on their French backers, and Maximi himself resembled a vassal king. Even if Hli had connections with the French elite, they might not be enough to shield him from the consequences of soldiers dying; he could easily use that as an excuse. Although Hli was currently strong, they were far from being at their peak.
Moreover, if Fia really handed over her goods, she would become Maximi's creditor. At that point, making things difficult for her would only harm his own interests. It seemed that in the end, he would have no choice but to accept the situation, revealing a cunning side of Maximi.
"Well, using that information right now doesn’t seem very advantageous. Perhaps I should discuss things further with this princess," Heart thought as he observed Fia Haek Media’s equally frustrated expression. Yang Xiaoyou and Heart exchanged a glance filled with amusement; trying to use partnership to bridge relations had led them into this predicament. Her inner thoughts must have been quite entertaining.
The traditional medicine was almost making him nauseous, while he couldn’t dare rely on Western medicine for long—regretful indeed.
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