In the late afternoon, in the suburbs of LA City, inside an abandoned logistics center.

This logistics center was built by LA City in the seventies of the last century. Due to its age, it has long been unused, but its structure is still quite intact. Plus, the location is extremely remote, and vehicles rarely come by, which has made this place a market for some illegal vendors to sell contraband.

As Lu Yu looked around the aged logistics center, he noticed at least twelve men watching the surroundings, obviously on lookout!

"Is this the place?"

Looking at the abandoned logistics center in front of him, Lu Yu spoke calmly, his words full of coldness.

"That's right, Young Master Lu."

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Yunting replied, his voice ingratiating: "This is the largest black market in LA City. It opens at six every afternoon and runs until dawn. The person we're looking for is right here!"

"If that's the case!"

Hearing this, Lu Yu squinted slightly at the logistics center ahead, then said, "Let's go in and take a look then!"

With that, Lu Yu stepped forward and started walking towards the logistics center.

"Young Master Lu, hold on!"

Seeing Lu Yu's actions, Yunting quickly stepped forward, took out a black mask from his pocket, and handed it to Lu Yu, saying, "Young Master Lu, every walk of life has its rules. When visiting the black market, you need to wear a mask. If you're recognized, it could spell trouble!"

Being a local kingpin of LA City, Yunting was incredibly familiar with such black markets and knew the rules like the back of his hand. Most of the items sold here were things that couldn't be exposed in daylight, from antiques and cultural relics to stolen goods; you could find everything here!

So when coming to such a place, wearing a mask to hide your identity is the best choice.

Looking at the mask in his hand, Lu Yu was slightly taken aback, then he looked at Yunting and asked, "Aren't you going to wear one?"

Seeing that Yunting only handed him a mask, Lu Yu asked in confusion.

"Haha, Young Master Lu, you may not know this,"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Yunting chuckled and said, "Wearing a mask to visit the black market is just an unwritten rule. For someone with a legitimate job and identity like you, it's best to wear it. But for brothers like me who live by this trade, it doesn't make much of a difference. Besides, some hitmen who do deadly business won't wear masks when they come."

As he spoke, Yunting elaborated smoothly, clearly well-versed in the local rules.

"I see."

Upon hearing Yunting's words, Lu Yu put on the black mask and, looking at Yunting, said, "In that case, let's go in."

Seeing Lu Yu don the mask, Yunting nodded, and with Lu Yu, stepped into the black market.

...

Upon entering the black market, Lu Yu saw men of various shapes standing around. The shelves that used to be for logistics distribution had become makeshift shelves full of goods. At first glance, it even felt like walking through a supermarket!

On the surrounding shelves, there were countless antiques and calligraphy pieces; it was a dazzling sight. In addition, some weapons were openly displayed, strikingly shocking.

Standing beside the shelves were intimidating men, each holding a weapon, looking exceedingly fierce!

Since this market exists illegally, many things here are without rules or restraints. If one is strong enough, one can even snatch things outright!

"What a perfect den of iniquity!"

Looking at what seemed like a supermarket black market, Lu Yu said coldly, his words heavy with disdain: "The daily volume of money here might reach hundreds of millions!"

"That's for sure."

Hearing Lu Yu's words, Yunting replied, "This is the largest black market, and its daily capital flow is frighteningly high!"

While speaking, Yunting's words sounded very casual, as if truly shopping in a supermarket!

"So where is the person we're looking for?"

Hearing Yunting's words, Lu Yu asked calmly, speaking with an indifferent tone. Despite the impressive scale of the place, he was here for a reason, to find the person who was protecting him. That's what mattered!

There's no love without reason in this world, and now Lu Yu always had a vague feeling that behind this protector, there was some ulterior motive!

"Follow me, the weapons sold in the rest of this market are just small fry. The custom sniper bullets you mentioned can only be found with their family!"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Yunting said and, after twisting and turning with Lu Yu, came to a stall and said, "Young Master, it's here!"

Due to it being the black market, Yunting directly omitted Lu Yu's surname, addressing him as Young Master.

Hearing Yunting's words, Lu Yu lifted his gaze and saw a stall surrounded by seven or eight big men, and couldn't help but be taken aback!

According to Yunting, if others were small-time arms dealers, then this stall in front of him was very professional!

Everything imaginable was available among the varied weapons here, and at first glance, it indeed felt dazzling!

"Young Master, the owner of this stall is named Marlo, a vicious outlaw. Although his territory isn't large, his subordinates are all men unafraid of death. I wouldn't want to cross them unless absolutely necessary!"

Seeing this stall, Yunting explained from the side.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Upon hearing Yunting's words, Lu Yu commented indifferently, "In that case, I better take a good look!" The source of this content ɪs novel(ꜰ)ire.net

With that, Lu Yu stepped forward, heading towards the stall.

"Yo, buddy, want a real weapon? We've got everything you need!"

Seeing Lu Yu approach, one of the burly men smiled and shouted, his words tinged with bravado.

"I'm not interested in real weapons!"

Hearing the man's words, Lu Yu coldly shook his head, placed a deformed bullet head in front of the man's eyes, and said, "Someone bought custom bullets like these from you recently. I want to know who!"

With these words, Lu Yu's voice was cold, but as soon as he spoke, the man's smile instantly turned grim.