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"I think one person is enough. The Great Sun Nation wouldn't have any ideas about me here, right?" Dongfang Chen asked with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Dongfang is really humorous!" Putian Xiaoyezi chuckled awkwardly.

"Since Mr. Putian has completed his mission, then I won't keep you." Dongfang Chen stood up, issuing an order to leave.

Putian Xiaoyezi's smile froze on his face.

This was too direct of an eviction, wasn't it?

"Oh, right, there's one more thing I hope you can relay to Mr. Dongtian of the Great Sun Nation's cabinet: the North Asian Ulan Neutral Zone does not welcome people from Dongdao, nor is it open to the Dongdao country or the Great Sun Nation you speak of. Goodbye!" Dongfang Chen's tone was very polite, but the content was sharp.

"You!" Putian Xiaoyezi's face turned ugly.

"You will pay the price for your words today!" he said fiercely.

"Hopefully." Dongfang Chen smiled slightly.

"Hmph!" Putian Xiaoyezi left with a flick of his sleeve.

… …

December 25, 2055 AD.

Myanmar-Vietnam border, Tachileik.

The small underground base here has been built, and the Great Sun version of the combat suit can already be mass-produced.

"Damn! Old Mantis, this place actually has such a large basement? I didn't even know!"

"Of course you don't know, it was just built."

"Just built??? You wouldn't have been secretly digging every night while I was asleep, would you?" the boss asked.

"Pa ~"

A big slap to the head.

"Do I need to do it secretly?" Tang Kun glared.

"No need! No need! Mantis-ge is so awesome, he doesn't need to do anything secretly." The boss quickly smiled apologetically.

"Prepare a bit, arrange a few people to come with me to see the Dongdao devils," Tang Kun said.

"Go see the devils? What for?" the boss asked.

"You'll know when you get there." Tang Kun didn't explain.

It would be too much effort to explain now.

"Okay!" The boss didn't ask any more questions.

Soon, the boss found five quick-witted individuals.

"Take this with you!" Tang Kun threw several belts onto the table.

"Damn! Holy crap! Old Mantis, you have so many of these things? Why didn't you give me one?" The boss's eyes widened like copper bells when he saw the things on the table.

"Alright, pick one." Tang Kun didn't hesitate.

The combat suits are now mass-produced, the cost isn't high, so why not give them away?

"Old Mantis, you're my own dad!" The boss was overjoyed.

The boss definitely knew about this belt; the Mantis had one on his waist. This thing could be opened with one button and turn into a bulletproof vest. He had been envious of it for a long time.

But Tang Kun only had one before, so how could he give it to him?

Now there was a whole pile of them.

Magical, too magical.

The other five people were also excitedly chattering after receiving such awesome equipment.

"Alright, alright, don't get so excited. Get familiar with them and then come out with me," Tang Kun said.

Tang Kun was going out to discuss business this time.

Dongfang Chen was a hands-off shopkeeper. After the Bee Queen sent it over, he didn't care about the rest.

Tang Kun was fully responsible for the Southeast Asian business.

Now that the products were produced, they had to be sold, so he tragically transformed into a salesman.

In his heart, he was quite resistant to the profession of sales.

However, our products are good, so sales are not difficult.

He planned to push it hard.

His first target was the garrison in Vientiane City.

Vientiane City was about 400 kilometers away from Tachileik. They set off in the morning and arrived in the afternoon.

"You guys wait for me outside!" Tang Kun instructed as they arrived outside the city.

The others nodded, without refuting.

The boss didn't say anything either.

He didn't dare joke about serious matters.

Half an hour later, Tang Kun returned, carrying a unconscious Japanese officer in his hand.

"Pa ~"

With a slap, the Japanese was slapped awake.

"Baga! # $ #% ^ $ % ^ $ %!" the officer shouted loudly.

"He's cursing!" Gouzi, who was next to Tang Kun, translated.

"Tell him to put this on." Tang Kun didn't waste words and directly threw a belt over.

Gouzi translated the words.

At first, the Japanese officer was startled to see Gouzi speaking.

But after a while, he slowly got used to it.

The Japanese didn't dare to resist and obediently put on the belt.

Tang Kun then taught him how to activate it and how to retract it.

It was idiot-proof operation, and the officer learned it immediately.

"Tell him that the next step is the experiment, tell him not to be afraid." Tang Kun took out a gun and pulled the bolt.

Gouzi translated.

The officer was confused and didn't know what the other party was going to experiment with.

"Bang ~" Tang Kun suddenly fired.

"Ah!" The officer was startled.

A few seconds later, he recovered and saw that the combat suit on his body had been activated and he was not injured at all.

"Bang bang bang ~" Several more shots.

"Ah ah ah!" The officer was startled again.

The clothes were completely fine.

"You ask him, is this clothes awesome?" Tang Kun was clearly doing a violent sales pitch.

After Gouzi translated, the officer nodded repeatedly.

"You ask him again, do you want it?"

The officer nodded again.

"You tell him that these clothes can be exchanged for crystal cores, 2000 crystal cores per piece, ask him if he wants to exchange."

The officer was overjoyed and nodded again.