Chapter: 522

Due to the Breaker's wealth and power, Jovani was compelled to trade firearms with them despite his concerns. Today's event had just confirmed his concerns.

"Oscar! Is this how it's going to be? If you go through with this, all of Lochdeer will know of your deceitful breach of the firearms trading by tomorrow," Jovanni warned.

The smaller gangs in Lochdeer were also engaged in trade with the Breakers. Once the word of the Breakers' treachery circulated, fear of being betrayed in their dealings with the Breaker would grip all the smaller gangs in Lochdeer. With finances at stake, the very existence of the Breaker itself could be jeopardized.

In a fury, Oscar retorted, "Did you truly believe you could exploit my firearms? Do you think the Breakers are easily challenged?"

His words were punctuated by a gunshot, felling one of the Breakers to the ground.

“Load the firearms onto the truck, and the rest of you, engage the enemy!" Oscar shouted. Anyone who dared harm his comrades would face swift and deadly retribution.

Amidst the haze within the desolate factory, a relentless barrage of gunfire echoed through the space.

Simultaneously, the Breaker's firearms destined for sale were methodically Loaded onto waiting trucks outside. Though not directly involved in the conflict, the carriers remained vigilant by the vehicles, ready to protect the valuable cargo.

"Oscar needs backup, hurry!" urged a distant voice.

Responding to the call, several guards abandoned their posts by the trucks, rushing into the factory with weapons in hand, leaving only the driver behind.

Norah cleared her throat, feeling the strain of using a disguised voice after a prolonged period of disuse. Despite the initial challenge, she managed to maintain it, and the result was effective.

It was a small van that contained the Breaker's firearms, slightly smaller than the one Norah had rented. The driver sat in the driver's seat with a cautious expression on his face.

In the pitch-black night, the van was parked in the empty lot outside the abandoned factory with only the driver standing guard.

The truck was locked from the inside. Norah pulled on the passenger door, but it wouldn't open.

Left with no other option, she reached out and knocked on the driver's side window. "Open the door and let me in," she called out in her disguised voice.

Thinking that it was Oscar, the driver didn't suspect anything and unlocked the door without hesitation. "You're finally here..." he began.

The driver didn't get to see who it was before he was knocked unconscious.

Norah dragged him out and threw him to the ground. Then, she got into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and swiftly drove the truck away.

Since this vehicle belonged to the Breaker, Norah couldn't possibly drive it around town since it would undoubtedly attract attention. So, she drove it to the rental car parking spot and transferred all the goods from the truck to her rented van.

The boxes of firearms were a bit heavy, but fortunately, her plan worked. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to get her hands on these weapons.

After loading the car, Norah drove away. The Breaker must like the surprise that she left for them, right?

Norah hummed a happy tune on her way back, her expression filled with satisfaction as she pulled down her face mask. Paying thirty million dollars for these weapons was far from a good bargain, but the loss her surprise caused the Breaker had offset it.

After today, the gangs in Lochdeer would likely avoid doing business with the Breaker. The Breaker would have to find other clients. Norah had planted a virus in the Breaker's trading system. After today, the system probably wouldn't work anymore.

Norah went to Alice's house to store the weapons before she returned the rented van and drove leisurely back to the hotel. When she looked at the time, it was already past three o'clock.