If he had lunch in the afternoon and had a sip of delicious milk tea after eating the greasy food, he would have a good taste.
But obviously, this quiet afternoon would be interrupted by someone.
"Get out, Lee! I know it's you!"
Outside the door, Borate kept calling Lee's name. Hearing this, Leng Feng couldn't help but frown. If it weren't for Borate, who else could it be?
It seemed that he had already guessed that the arms were taken by Lee. In this case, it was impossible not to stand out.
But even so, Lee was not sure what he had done unless the person on the other side showed sufficient evidence.
Moreover, arms trafficking was a dark transaction. As long as he didn't let it go, what else could the other party do? He could do nothing but look at the empty warehouse in front of him and sigh.
"Oh, Mr. Borate, what brings you here? No, or where did you get the information about my residence?"