Super War God in the City

Three days later, in the dead of night, the dusk hung low.

At a bay in Snow Country, the sea surface shimmered, and the guards patrolled and stood watch, scanning the surface with lights under the radar's vigilant eye.

At that moment, a shadow crept over silently, avoiding the patrolling light and quietly submerged into the water within the darkness.

This figure was none other than Official Ling.

Ling Fan, having dived into the water, activated his Protective Gang Qi, which acted like a Water-Repelling Pearl. Then, with a swift motion, he darted toward the depths below.

Shortly afterward, at the very depths of the sea, a submarine came into view.

A burly Caucasian inside the submarine noticed the approaching figure, quickly zoomed in on the view, confirmed the identity, and hurriedly instructed to guide him in!

Before long, Ling Fan entered the submarine.

"Hello, Beiming, I'm Lawson's man, Makas!" Makas exclaimed excitedly as he introduced himself.

He was not unfamiliar with Ling Beiming, although he had never had the chance to meet him in person before.

"Hello, thank you for your hard work," Ling Fan replied with a light smile.

"The military weapons you requested are all here, C-level Super Weapons...." Makas began to explain, clearly anxious.

Ling Fan discovered that there were many more weapons than he had anticipated, with different models totaling up to over a hundred, and all of them were high-yield Super Weapons!

"Makas, I didn't ask for this many. Is Lawson trying to have me obliterate Snow Country?" Ling Fan said with a wry smile.

Makas calmed his excitement a bit and replied with a wry smile, shaking his head, "The boss said to give them all to you, he has no use for them!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Fan's brow furrowed as he patted Makas on the shoulder, "Is Lawson in some kind of trouble? It's not like him to just walk away from the game.

Moreover, hasn't he survived until today because he has the capacity and value to traffic in arms? Has he arranged a way out for himself?"

Makas hesitated, then stopped short, "That... the boss told me not to tell you!"

Ling Fan's expression darkened, certain that Lawson was keeping something from him.

"Tell me what's going on. He won't blame you!" Ling Fan said sternly.

Makas took a deep breath and said, "Since you disappeared these last two years, a new figure has risen in the Underworld, known as Demon King Sam, taking the position once held by Magic Lamp!

Recently, Sam has meddled in the arms trade in Eastern Europe, and as you know, that's our main battleground!"

"Oh? You've just been sitting still, with no response?" Ling Fan asked, frowning.

"How could we not respond? We've had several direct conflicts with Sam, but we're no match for him, and we've suffered heavy losses. He has taken over much of the market in Eastern Europe, shrinking ours ever more!

Moreover, he's threatened our regular clients, saying if they don't buy from him, they'll be killed outright!" said Makas indignantly.

Ling Fan took a deep breath, "Count how much all these weapons are worth!"

"No, no, the boss has made it clear, they're a gift to you!" Makas shook his head repeatedly.

"You still have a business to run, you always need working capital, right? The interference from Sam must have caused significant losses. Don't delay, I'll call Lawson!" Having said that, Ling Fan immediately took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Lawson, why didn't you tell me directly if there was something wrong?" As soon as the call connected, Ling Fan got straight to the point.

Lawson was taken aback and cracked a bitter smile as he spoke, "That guy Makas, his mouth has never had a filter, I've warned him not to trouble you willy-nilly!"

Ling Fan replied solemnly, "Lawson, you think telling me this is troubling me? Do we still consider each other friends? I'll handle Sam's matter. As long as I'm here, no one can ever replace or shake the glory of the Twin Kings."

Listening to Ling Fan's words, Lawson was moved and heaved a sigh, "Beiming, thank you!"

"Alright, enough chit-chat. I'll take this batch of arms. I'll transfer the money to Makas in a bit!" Ling Fan said over the phone, then after a few more brief words, he hung up.

Lawson, having put down the phone, opened a bottle of vodka and poured half of it down his throat in big gulps.

"Slap!"

The bottle slammed down onto the table, the alcohol stimulating the blood in his body, turning Lawson's face flush as he suddenly burst into laughter.

"To have such a friend in this life, I would die without regrets," Lawson muttered excitedly.

If there was any possible way to do it, he wouldn't have chosen to leave the stage; but continually bothering Ling Fan made him feel embarrassed about it.

He was also a person with a strong sense of pride and felt that his glory shouldn't always rely on others to maintain. Therefore, he had decided it was better to step back voluntarily and save Ling Fan the trouble.

After hanging up the phone on his end, Ling Fan patted Makas on the shoulder once again, "Don't worry; with me here, just focus on your business. The glory of the Twin Kings will always resonate in this world!"

"Give me your account number, I'll transfer the money to you later!" Ling Fan said.

Makas shook his head vehemently. His heart raced with excitement. Ling Fan was already doing them a huge favor by dealing with the Eastern Europe situation. How could he possibly accept any money?

He shook his head like a rattle-drum, adamantly refusing to take it.

Official Ling helpless, "Money doesn't mean much to me; it could be put to good use by you. Otherwise, how can I ask for your help next time?

I've already spoken to Lawson just now; do as I say, and give me your account number!"

Hearing this, Makas hesitated for a moment, then recited an account number.

"Hmm, I keep my money in someone else's account for now; it wouldn't be convenient to reveal my movements. I'll give it to you after I'm finished with everything!" Ling Fan took down the account number and told Makas.

"No rush, no rush!" Makas nodded repeatedly, not intending to take the money unless Ling Fan insisted.

"By the way, how will you move all this stuff? I dare not bring the submarine any closer; it'll be discovered!" Makas was puzzled.

"Heh, I have my ways of dealing with it!" Ling Fan smiled.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he gathered all the arms from the submarine into the Cang Ling Realm.

Makas and those around him were dumbstruck, their faces filled with shock and astonishment!

"It's getting late, and I have matters to attend to. You guys be careful and make a quick escape!" Ling Fan urged them and then left the submarine amidst everyone's awed faces.

"Whew~"

Watching Ling Fan disappear from sight, Makas and the others inhaled deeply, then looked at each other.

"Is this Beiming? It's simply unbelievable!" One person spoke haltingly.

"The name War Emperor is truly not without reason. Even two super weapons couldn't kill him, which says it all!" Makas exclaimed.

Meanwhile, Ling Fan made his way ashore, quietly disappearing into the twilight. What was to follow was a historical nightmare for Snow Country!