King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 852 - 765: Excitement_2

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Haha, everyone outside is a softie, only Gunpowder daddy is the real Tough Guy!

Come on, follow me, I'll take you out…"

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When 'Gunpowder' bent down to lift the little girl up, he found her stubbornly sticking her butt in the air and refusing to budge. He scratched his head and said, "What's this about?"

Joe Ga grinned at 'Gunpowder' and said, "The kids are terrified, I think we don't have to take the stairs."

With that, Joe Ga gave Dorian and Ayu a knowing look, then pressed the communicator and said, "Send in the firefighters, I need a safety airbag here."

'Gunpowder' looked dumbly at Joe Ga, asking, "What do you mean?"

Joe Ga shrugged his shoulders, saying, "I think we should give these kids a choice...

To take the stairs, or to jump down from here.

Both options are terrible, but they have the right to choose the less terrible one.

However, they need someone to test the waters for them..."

Just as 'Gunpowder' realized something bad was about to happen and was about to turn and leave, he felt himself being grabbed.

The sturdy 'Gunpowder' was enfolded in Ayu's arm, his feet lifted off the ground as he was hoisted up.

He laughed awkwardly as he looked at Joe Ga's malicious face and said, "Boss, you're not really going to make these kids jump off the building, right?"

Joe Ga nodded and said, "Of course, so make sure your performance is as miserable as possible."

As he spoke, Joe Ga pointed to the small hole in the Interceptor Body Armor on Ayu's thigh and said with a laugh, "As a SEAL, your performance is not up to standard; if I were you, I'd beg King Kong to take it easy when he throws you."

Upon hearing this, 'Gunpowder' struggled desperately while shouting, "Is that my fault? It's a ricochet, I can't control it!"

'Gunpowder' heard Ayu's grunt and yelled, "Okay, okay, I apologize, I haven't coordinated with you guys before, so the rhythm is off.

OK, got ahead of myself there, I apologize, I'm really sorry...

Don't do this, don't, I'm a bit afraid of heights..."

The sight of 'Gunpowder' flailing with his legs in Ayu's grip was quite comical. Joe Ga beckoned to the frightened kids and said, "Don't be afraid, Gunpowder daddy will demonstrate how to land correctly. If you're not scared, you can choose the same method as him.

Don't worry, it's safe from the sixth floor!"

'Gunpowder' saw Dorian standing by the window, mimicking a carrier deck hand's launch signal, and he danced and shouted, "Boss, don't do this, it's dangerous for the kids..."

As he said this, 'Gunpowder' suddenly paused, then as Ayu lifted him by the waistband, he covered his groin and cried out in pain...

"Ah, not so hard, my underwear is a bit tight, ah..."

Watching 'Gunpowder' fly straight out like a paper airplane, the kids crowded to the window and saw him clutch his groin and crash heavily into a giant airbag, followed by a huge scream...

Joe Ga, smiling, pointed at Ayu and said, "Guys, who else wants to try? It's thrilling..."

As Joe Ga watched the kids uniformly shake their heads, he waved his hand and said, "Then take the stairs quietly, and quickly..."

As a group of frightened kids tearfully made their way into the corridor, ushered by Ayu, 'Hellhound' quickly had 'Frisbee' and 'Locksmith' follow them, then looked at Joe Ga and said, "You must be great with kids!"

Joe Ga nodded with a smile, replying, "I think so too!

My girlfriend is pregnant, so I need some practice.

From my experience, whenever we face anything, as long as we have choices and comparisons, even if our own choice is awful, it doesn't feel as bad."

'Hellhound' gave a thumbs up, praising, "Aside from driving up the cost of raising kids, I can't see any benefits to this hellish parenting mode."

With that, 'Hellhound' beckoned Joe Ga to a slightly smaller room, opened the door, and spoke with a somewhat grave expression, "Sir, if there are other terrorists around, we should be cautious, our opponents this time are very ferocious."

Joe Ga looked at three green cylindrical bombs, each the size of a water bucket on the ground, and incredulously moved closer to take a closer look, then curiously asked, "This thing is at least 30 years old, how do you think your customs let this in?"

'Hellhound' shook his head, stepped beside Joe Ga and said, "I don't know, but now I know that the people from Homeland Security are unreliable."

Joe Ga, stroking his chin and shaking his head in disbelief, said, "This thing is packed with at least 30 kilograms of explosives; if you're in a tank hit by it, the bodies can be carried away in plastic bags.

How much resentment does Big Mouth Tang hold to warrant using such explosives against him?

I think I can't stay in America for too long; it's too unsafe here."

'Hellhound' looked at the three shaped-charge warheads taken off of the torpedoes, smiled wryly and said, "I was just saying that in the future, when going out, I must carry a few Broadswords, but now I feel I was still a bit too conservative.

Sir, these need to be transported by vehicle, and if they explode inside a car, the metal jets produced when the bomb penetrates the car door can shred all living things within dozens of meters ahead.

You can't imagine how scared I was when we stormed in here and saw this thing..."

Joe Ga activated his communicator to report the findings to Lesler...

Then, looking at 'Hellhound's solemn face, he said, "Don't worry too much, our firepower is definitely stronger than the terrorists.

You have thermobaric weapons in your trunk; I just forgot to remind you."

As Joe Ga watched 'Hellhound's eyes nearly pop out, he smiled, scanned the structure of the bombs, then spread his hands saying, "If you like, you can bring a couple of these next time when you go out.

Thrilling!!"

As Joe Ga spoke, Lesler's voice came through the communicator...

"Sir, our boss wants to talk to you, are you available?"

Joe Ga knew upon hearing this that the 'Howling Apartment' had caused a stir among many people...

He spread his hands towards the weird-looking 'Hellhound', then pressed the communicator and said, "You...what...I'm getting a bad signal here...what...I can't hear you..."

Having sidestepped the thoroughly placated Lesler, Joe Ga patted 'Hellhound' on the arm and said, "Let's head back, I want to use the time before dawn to make a few calls to friends.

Dead people are a hassle, but actually, living people are an even bigger hassle!"