No. 2's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was two more dangerous light in his eyes.

"Mr. Fujiwara, what do you mean?"

Fujiwara Akagi sneered: "You said that what you are going to do is just some cutting-edge mechanical products, and you are planning to smuggle out of Japan through my ship, but in fact there is too much difference. Could it be that the so-called cutting-edge technological products you call refer to a bunch of chemical weapons and an old but still powerful small nuclear warhead?"

No. 2 felt a sank in his heart and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Fujiwara feels that the previous price was not good enough? I can double the original price as a little compensation to Mr. Fujiwara. What do you think, Mr. Fujiwara?"

Fujiwara Akagi smiled coldly: "Not mentioning those chemical weapons, the value of that nuclear warhead alone is probably immeasurable. You want to send me away with such a little money. Are you too stingy?"

No. 2 had a strong murderous intent in his eyes for a moment, but the dark night color obscured his eyes.

"Mr. Fujiwara, I admit that I didn't tell you the truth before, but this has no big impact on our cooperation. After all, what I borrowed is your relationship and the ship. No matter what I got, it will be the same for you. You just need to transport it for me, and then everything will be fine."

After pausing for a moment, No. 2 looked directly at Fujiwara Akagi: "Tell me, what price should you be satisfied with it?"

Fujiwara Akagi had already received the instructions of Ono Akita and replied without hesitation: "The price is three times that of the previous one. In addition, I want to see the goods. I have heard of nuclear warheads for so many years, but I have not seen them yet. Today, I can see the world."

No. 2 was wearing a mask on his face, and he couldn't see the change in his expression on his face. He said cheerfully: "Three times is three times, I'm sure you have to look at the nuclear warhead, but I would like to ask, how do you know what I carry?"

Fujiwara Akagi smiled coldly: "Do you think you are doing it perfectly? Don't forget that this is Japan. This is a big board. There are very few things I want to know about."

No. 2 raised his hand and pointed at Fujiwara Akagi, as if he wanted to say something, and finally waved his hand: "Okay, just follow what you said. I hope you can keep your promise after reading it. Otherwise, you, Fujiwara Akagi, are not vegetarians, either."

"That's certain."

Fujiwara Akagi smiled and said, "Who doesn't know the reputation of Black Hand in Asia? I have no intention of resentment with you, but this thing is very troublesome and may cause me trouble. I feel a little unhappy when you concealed it from me before."

No. 2 said nonsense to Fujiwara Akagi, turned around and waved his hand: "Please everything down!"

More than a dozen men holding guns quickly ran into the truck. Soon, they carried three square boxes and a rectangular box down, and then carried the box to No. 2.

No. 2 pointed to the rectangular box and said to Fujiwara Akagi: "This is what you want to see, you can see it yourself."

Fujiwara Akagi nodded and walked forward, and both Akita Ono and Rika Yamaguchi followed.

The wooden box was quickly opened, revealing the large metal guy inside it.

Fujiwara Akagi looked down and looked carefully for a few seconds, with a look of disappointment on his face: "It looks like a lump, and it seems nothing surprising."

No. 2 said lightly: "It was nothing surprising at first. Can you get on board now? The more time you waste, the more problems you will get."

Fujiwara Akagi took a few steps back and suddenly smiled: "I'm sorry, I suddenly changed my mind."

No. 2's eyes narrowed two points, revealing a bit of coldness: "Mr. Fujiwara, what do you mean?"

Fujiwara Akagi didn't say anything, but turned to look at Ono Akita next to him.

Ono Akita asked him to check the authenticity of these things. Now that the verification is over, it is naturally time to close the net.

Ono Akita said coldly: "Do it!"

As Ono Akita said, the originally quiet forest next to him suddenly changed. Infrared rays suddenly appeared, and red light spots appeared on the bodies of the group of subordinates of No. 2. At the same time, figures stood up from the woods and surrounded this side in a circumference.

The second vision changed drastically. Although those people had not yet surrounded them, there was no one else except the army equipped with such neat equipment.

"Fujiwara Akagi, you betray me! Are you not afraid of revenge from the black hands?"

Fujiwara Akagi's expression was helpless: "These two are the special envoys of the Tokyo Special Incident Handling Bureau. If you have done something, you will surrender. I have no intention of going against the black hand, but if I don't do this, I will die soon! Mr. II, don't blame me!"

No. 2 turned around and glanced at the fully armed soldiers surrounded by at least forty or fifty people. Judging from their distance and cooperation with each other, they knew that they were all professional soldiers with good cooperation and tacit understanding, and they might even be special forces.

"Do you think they can make us surrender?"

Ono Akita stared at No. 2 coldly, and his voice was also very cold: "If you don't surrender, you will die!"

No. 2 didn't say anything, but his eyes looked at the jungle behind the group of approaching soldiers. His eyes were cold and he said loudly: "If you want to shoot, then just open it. The boxes are full of chemical weapons with strong toxicity. Even if a bullet hits them and detonates them, no one here can survive!"

Ono Akita's face turned slightly cold, his eyes swept across the piles of wooden boxes, and he ordered coldly: "Be careful of bullets, don't hit the wooden boxes, there are chemical weapons inside. Once they break out, we will all die!"

Others don’t know what’s inside, but Akita Ono knows it very well.

The soldiers who were surrounding him paused for a moment, and their expressions were a little hesitant.

These guys are all holding guns. It’s okay for them to hit themselves, but if they hit them, they will hit wooden boxes, which may cause chemical weapons to explode...

This is a fart!

It's like a man holding a grenade that has already removed the pull-up ring in his hand, surrounded by a circle of fierce men. However, this guy can attack those men without restraint, but the men dare not hit him, because he might let go of his hand at any time, and then everyone will finish playing together.

This is so unfair!

At this moment of stalemate, a ghost-like black shadow suddenly appeared in the woods. He hid next to a big rock, picked up a pebbly on the ground, and pinched it hard, and the pebbly suddenly turned into countless thumb-sized particles.

The black shadow flicked his thumb at will, and gravels filled with internal energy flew out instantly.

There was no gunshot or fire, only the slight whistling sound of gravel passing through the air was covered and confused by the sea breeze by the sea.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

The soldiers holding guns suddenly fell silently on the beach, as if they were attacked by invisible monsters...

PS:
Chapter completed!