"Yeah! Mr. Lei, no matter what you do, our Lei Family's guards will protect you until the last moment, even if we die." Another guard said.

"Thank you! And I'm sorry to you all. If it weren't for you saving me, more than ten brothers wouldn't have died." The Duke of Thunder said, then took another gulp, showing how bad he felt during this time.

First, the Four Seas Gang killed over a hundred of his War Dragon Hall brothers, dropping him from hall master to having only a dozen loyal guards. Then his brother's conspiracy came to light, followed by him being chased endlessly. From a high-ranking street prince, he became a stray dog abroad, repressed by local gangs and warned by the government, even threatened not to open factions in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, or they would be wiped out.

With no choice, he had to contact people everywhere, buy a batch of weapons, not only for the sake of safety but also to give his subordinates some sense of security.

Of course! If the underground forces in Jiangsu and Zhejiang pushed him too hard, he would really buy a batch of weapons to take them down. Although he ended up like this due to being too high-profile on Treasure Island, if he could do it all again, he would still do it because at heart, he's wild, daring to fight and struggle.

The three silently watched the Duke of Thunder without saying much. They knew the Duke must be feeling bad now, so they could only accompany him in drinking sullenly.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the east side of Luo Dousha.

After arriving at Luo Dousha, the Duke of Thunder pulled out a Desert Eagle from under the platform; this gun was brought from Treasure Island and was the only firearm at the Anti-Violence Association he opened in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

He didn't buy guns from Shan City and Xia City because the distance to Jiangsu and Zhejiang was too close. If something happened or the guns were taken, it would pull out a lot of people and eventually him too, so he bought private guns from Mao Zhan. Initially, he planned to purchase from Peng City, but when he contacted Peng City's only underground force, he realized Peng City had already banned any personal selling.

This order was issued by the local nobility, not the military or police.

When he inquired about what kind of force this nobility was, he was surprised because the information showed that the nobility was a newly established company in Peng City but managed to control all underground transactions, forcing him to pay attention to this force.

After all, an officially legitimate company that could control underground dealings and forces spoke volumes about its strong background.

However, the nobility prohibited Peng City's underground forces from privately selling firearms, so they had to find people from Mao Zhan.

Of course! He could also look to the Hua Gate or Humen Gang, but both gangs sold second-hand firearms at high prices and would be scrutinized.

"Brothers, whether the Anti-Violence Association can rise depends on tonight. Once we get the guns, we will surely be able to develop in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The local Panlong wouldn't dare use guns against us, and with guns, we will make them nervous. As long as they hesitate, we can grow. Brothers, are you confident?" The Duke of Thunder asked in a deep voice.

The twenty-some members of the Anti-Violence Association nodded, though their bodies shaking showed how nervous they really were.

"We are all confident, for the Anti-Violence Association, let's go! Meet the contact." The Duke of Thunder then led everyone west.

However, his gaze occasionally looked northeast, where there were some warm white lights, dim but visible across the sea.

The Duke of Thunder looked in that direction because before coming to Luo Dousha, he learned that usually, no one stays overnight there, not even visiting tourists.

Since Luo Dousha is made of sand, theft might cause it to collapse entirely.

If it were to collapse, Luo Dousha would cease to exist.

"Could someone be living there?" The Duke of Thunder murmured to himself.

He was looking at the place Ye Hao and several women were staying, though Ye Hao hadn't noticed them due to the distance.

The Duke of Thunder quickly arrived at the western direction with more than twenty Anti-Violence Association members.

At this moment, the west already had over forty people, all fierce, making the Duke's men seem incompetent.

This was because Yan Zhong brought skilled Mao Zhan brothers; they were adept at fights and underground trade, which were routine, so there was no concern.

"Third Master, are they here?" Cui Wen looked at Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong, with higher skills, could see clearly in the dark, even at a distance.

"They're here, have the brothers set up a welcome." Yan Zhong sneered.

One minute later...

The Duke of Thunder led his over twenty subordinates to five meters from Yan Zhong and others.

Yan Zhong, grinning more painfully than a cry, said, "Brother..."

"Haha, you must be Black Dragon from Mao Zhan, right?" The Duke of Thunder approached and gave Yan Zhong a pat on the shoulder, indicating he'd heard of him.

"That's me; which world are you from?" Yan Zhong wanted to understand the Duke's status.

"Just trying to make a living in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, hoping for Black Dragon's support!" The Duke spoke politely, having to be courteous on someone else's turf.

"You're from Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" Yan Zhong's eyes gleamed.

His advisers, Cui Wen and Gong Qi, seemed to realize something—someone from Jiangsu and Zhejiang coming to Nanyue for weapons? Could it mean they have no connections? Could someone without connections have a big background? Hardly so.

So their thoughts moved, planning to double-cross the Duke of Thunder once he paid.

"Indeed, I'm from the Anti-Violence Association, Duke of Thunder." The Duke said politely.

"So, what weapons are you looking for?" Yan Zhong remained courteous until receiving money, then who knows.

"AK47 and 77-style pistol." The Duke of Thunder replied.

"AK47 is available in bulk, one for sixteen hundred."

"What? Sixteen hundred?" The Duke frowned.

"Haha, what's wrong? You don't want it for sixteen hundred?" Yan Zhong asked.

"I want a hundred, can it be cheaper?" The Duke inquired.

"You want a hundred and still haggle?" Yan Zhong laughed, looking at the Duke like a bumpkin.

Hearing Yan Zhong's mockery, a flash of anger crossed the Duke's eyes, but being no longer the street prince... (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to recommend or vote on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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