"Yeah! Mr. Lei, no matter what you do, we, the Lei Family's guards, will protect you to the last moment, even if it means death," said another guard.

"Thank you! And I'm sorry. If it weren't for you trying to save me, there wouldn't have been over ten brothers dead," said the Duke of Thunder, taking another gulp, showing how troubled he's felt lately.

First, the Four Seas Gang killed hundreds of his War Dragon Hall brothers. From being a hall master, he fell to having only over ten loyal guards. Then his elder brother's conspiracy came to light, followed by him being hunted down. From a high-status young master, he turned into a stray dog with everyone suppressing him, even receiving warnings from the government, and threats of annihilation if he set up a faction in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Helplessly, he had to contact people everywhere to purchase a batch of weapons, not only to ensure some safety but also to provide a sense of security for his subordinates.

Of course! If the underground forces in Jiangsu and Zhejiang cornered him, he truly would buy a batch of weapons to take them out. Even though his high profile got him into this mess on Treasure Island, he'd do it again if given another chance as his nature is wild and daring.

The three quietly watched the Duke of Thunder, not saying much, knowing he must be feeling awful, so they drank silently with him.

A few minutes later, they reached the eastern side of Luo Dousha.

Arriving at Luo Dousha, the Duke of Thunder retrieved a Desert Eagle from under a platform, a gun he brought from Treasure Island, and the only firearm currently held by the Anti-Violence Association in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

He didn't purchase guns in Shan City and Xia City because they are too close to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. If something went wrong or someone got hold of these weapons, it would involve a lot of people, eventually tracing back to him. Therefore, he procured smuggled guns from the Mao Zhan area. Initially, he planned to buy from Peng City, but contacting its only underground entity, he found out that private sales were banned there.

This was a notice issued by the local elite in Peng City, not by the military or police.

When he looked into what kind of power the elite held, he was surprised to find it was a newly established company controlling all the underground trading in Peng City, forcing him to take this power seriously.

After all, an outwardly legitimate company managing both the trading and underground forces indicates formidable background strength.

However, since the elite in Peng City prohibited underground forces from selling firearms, they had to turn to Mao Zhan contacts.

Of course! He could approach Hua Gate or Humen Gang, but their guns were second-hand resale, expensive and likely to draw attention.

"Brothers, whether the Anti-Violence Association can rise depends on tonight. Once we acquire the weapons, we'll surely be able to develop gradually in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The local Panlong wouldn't dare use guns against us, and us having guns would surely make them fear us. As long as they fear us a little, we can grow out from it. Do you have confidence?" the Duke of Thunder gravely asked.

The more than twenty members of the Anti-Violence Association nodded, but their trembling bodies revealed their inner nerves.

"With the confidence for the Anti-Violence Association, let's go! Meet the contact," said the Duke of Thunder as he led the group westward.

Yet, he occasionally glanced northeast, where some faint warm white lights glimmered, not bright, only barely visible over the waters.

The Duke of Thunder looked over because he researched Luo Dousha before arriving, knowing this sand island shouldn't have overnight residents. Even tourists don't usually stay overnight.

Because Luo Dousha is made of sand, sand theft could cause it to collapse instantly, erasing it.

"Could someone be living there?" the Duke of Thunder muttered.

He looked because Ye Hao was lodging there with several women, but due to the distance, Ye Hao hadn't noticed them.

The Duke of Thunder led over twenty Anti-Violence members quickly west.

At this moment, over forty people awaited on the western side, each with a formidable aura, making the Duke's people seem like pushovers.

Yan Zhong's Mao Zhan brothers, proficient fighters and experienced in underground dealings, were naturally unworried.

"Third Master, could it be them?" asked Cui Wen, looking at Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong, with keener sight in the dark, had clear view despite the distance.

"They're here, let the brothers prepare a welcome," Yan Zhong grimly smiled.

A minute later...

The Duke of Thunder arrived with his over twenty subordinates to within five meters of Yan Zhong and his group.

Yan Zhong's grim face attempted a deeply unpleasant smile, "This brother here is..."

"Heh, you must be the third-in-command from Mao Zhan, Black Dragon?" the Duke of Thunder stepped up, patting Yan Zhong on the shoulder, acknowledging his reputation.

"That's me, which path are your brothers on?" Yan Zhong wanted to gauge the Duke's identity and standing.

"We're just trying to make a living in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, hoping for brother Black Dragon's guidance!" the Duke of Thunder greeted courteously, knowing when to mind his manners on others' turf.

"From Jiangsu and Zhejiang, huh?" A gleam flashed in Yan Zhong's eyes.

His strategist Cui Wen and enforcer Gong Qi seemed to have grasped some certainty, realizing someone from Jiangsu and Zhejiang came to Nanyue to buy weapons. Didn't that suggest they had no other outlets? Such people couldn't possibly have significant backing.

Thus, their minds started working on a plan for a potential double-cross when the Duke handed them the money.

"Indeed, I'm the Duke of Thunder from the Anti-Violence Association," the Duke introduced himself amiably.

"So, what weapons are you planning to get this time?" Yan Zhong maintained his politeness before receiving money, but whether he'd stay that way hinged on his mood.

"AK47 and Type 77 pistols," the Duke of Thunder specified.

"Plenty of AK47s in stock, sixteen hundred per unit."

"What? Sixteen hundred?" the Duke of Thunder frowned.

"Heh, what? Sixteen hundred too much for you?" Yan Zhong shot back.

"I'm ordering a hundred units, could you lower the price?" the Duke asked.

"Only buying a hundred, yet haggling?" Yan Zhong laughed, looking at the Duke as if he were a bumpkin.

Hearing Yan Zhong's mockery, a trace of anger flashed in the Duke's eyes, but what could he do now that he was no longer a streetwise young master... (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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