Chapter 38: A Great Harvest of Weapons, Jack's Allegiance

Looking at the smiles on the faces of the mortals within the scroll world, Chen Feng's determination to grow stronger became even more resolute.

Only by becoming stronger could he grasp his own destiny; otherwise, he would end up like these people, with life and death hanging on the whim of another.

Chen Feng stopped looking at these mortals and returned to his secret chamber.

He would not show these people mercy.

The rules of the scroll world were simply such: it was a world where the strong prevailed.

All he could do was engage in fair, equivalent exchanges with them.

You provide the labor, I provide the money; neither side owes the other anything.

***

The Black Market Bar.

A crowd had gathered in front of the bar, with Jack standing at the very front.

However, Jack was currently covered in wounds, and the lackeys behind him were in no better shape.

Everyone looked exhausted, likely having gone an entire night without sleep.

Jack appeared extremely anxious, glancing around restlessly in front of the bar entrance.

His subordinates looked on with confusion.

Their boss had rushed to the bar at five in the morning and had been standing here for two full hours.

They didn't understand what Jack was waiting for.

But they didn't dare disobey his orders, so they could only wait along with him.

At that moment, Chen Feng appeared at the entrance.

Upon seeing Chen Feng, Jack hurriedly knelt down and shouted with utmost devotion

"Great Deity! Your servant shall be loyal to you forever!"

Jack's action stunned Chen Feng, and the surrounding lackeys were equally bewildered. Many of them recognized Chen Feng.

They knew he was Jack's big client, but while Jack was usually polite to him, he had never gone so far as to kneel and worship him.

The lackeys looked at one another, their faces filled with utter confusion.

Jack suddenly turned to his subordinates and barked

"Fuck! Do you want to die? Hurry up and kneel to worship the Great Deity!"

Startled by Jack's furious outburst, the lackeys didn't dare hesitate. They immediately began to kneel one after another, shouting "Great Deity" just like him.

At this moment, they wondered if their boss had gone mad or perhaps joined some religious cult.

Watching the rows of gangsters kneeling before him, Chen Feng was speechless.

"Alright, get up. We'll talk inside."

It was broad daylight, and they were right in front of a bar. If people saw so many people kneeling and worshipping him, he might be mistaken for the leader of a cult.

Jack immediately stood up and respectfully led him into the bar.

Inside the office, Chen Feng sat in the seat of honor. He looked at Jack and asked

"Have you finished what I instructed you to do yesterday?"

Jack replied with deep respect

"I have brought everything you requested!"

With that, Jack ran to the door and spoke to the lackeys guarding it.

Soon, seven or eight men entered the room carrying various boxes and bags.

Jack then dismissed the lackeys and began opening the boxes one by one to show Chen Feng.

Chen Feng immediately saw over a dozen submachine guns in the opened boxes, dozens of grenades, and two crates of ammunition.

The other bags contained tactical gear, bulletproof vests, and everything else one might need.

Chen Feng stepped forward and picked up a submachine gun to inspect it.

He recognized the model instantly: the famous MP7.

This weapon used the 4.6x30mm caliber, featuring a high rate of fire and low recoil, specifically designed for special forces.

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction. Even if this thing couldn't kill a Xiantian expert, it could provide massive suppressive fire.

The terrifying rate of fire combined with continuous shooting could eventually exhaust a Xiantian expert's *Gangqi*.

Then, Jack opened two more crates.

Inside were square objects wrapped in yellow paper, each embedded with electronic components.

Seeing these, Chen Feng's eyebrows shot up; he hadn't expected him to find even these.

C4 explosives!

Moreover, the yield of each charge was enough to snap a tank's treads, and there were thirty charges in total across the two crates.

C4, also known as "chewing gum explosive," was famous worldwide.

One of the two crates contained remote-detonated C4, while the other contained timed C4.

Seeing these two crates of C4, a smile appeared on Chen Feng's face. This was good stuff.

If he detonated just two of these, even a Xiantian expert would be in serious trouble.

"Where did this come from?" He didn't recall the mercenaries around William carrying such things.

Jack explained

"They were on Stone's boat, and there's also this..."

As he spoke, Jack opened the last large bag, which contained two RPG rocket launchers and ten rockets.

Seeing the rocket launchers, Chen Feng turned his gaze toward Jack. "Don't tell me these were on Stone's boat too."

If there had actually been rocket launchers on Stone's boat, they would have been used long ago to fight the Blackwater mercenaries.

Jack sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.

"Nothing escapes you. Actually, I took over the gang last night..."

Jack described the situation to Chen Feng, and Chen Feng understood the gist of it.

After Stone's death, the entire gang fell into chaos. As a minor leader, Jack had led his men through a night of bloody fighting, successfully becoming the new boss of "The Limp and the Blood."

These rocket launchers were part of the gang's stockpile; these two launchers were the only heavy weaponry they had.

The Eagle Nation had very strict controls on rocket launchers; for a gang to possess one or two was already quite impressive.

Chen Feng glanced at Jack. This Black man had quite a bit of ambition, taking over the gang immediately after Stone's death.

Noticing Chen Feng's gaze, Jack knelt again. "I am willing to be loyal to the Great Deity forever!"

Chen Feng spoke indifferently

"You don't need to call me the Great Deity, and I won't kill you."

"Just remember, you must not tell anyone about what happened last night. Otherwise, I guarantee you'll go meet Stone immediately!"

Chen Feng had already guessed Jack's intention; the man simply wanted to cling to his power.

But he didn't mind. Having a foreign gang under his control would make things more convenient.

Meeting Chen Feng's cold gaze, Jack immediately said

"Please rest assured, Boss. Even if I die, I will never speak of last night!"

Chen Feng didn't believe Jack's words at all; he only spared his life so the man could run errands for him.

"One more thing. I want you to buy these items for me." Chen Feng handed Jack a list.

The items on the list were all small commodities; he intended to sell them in the scroll world.

Jack glanced at the list and nodded. "I'll get on it immediately, Boss. I can have it done within three hours!"

Jack didn't know why Chen Feng was buying these things, but he wouldn't ask; he would simply follow orders.

"Fine, you may leave," Chen Feng said.

There were too many items here; he couldn't carry them all out the door.

He could only open the scroll here and transport the equipment into the scroll world.