“It’s fair to say that Hurricane Group practically dominates the global firearms market. On average, seven out of ten people in the world use the weapons made by its factories. Uncle is highly respected in his family and holds a key position in the company as one of its core members. He’s mainly responsible for the North-American market as its person in charge. Besides that, he’s the chief commander of the group, who’s specifically responsible for the dealing of orders from various international organizations.”


  Yun Shishi was dumbfounded.

  “Isn’t that illegal?!”


  “It’s not completely illegal in our country, though. I think you’re misunderstanding something here, mommy!”


  He continued. “Unlike the peddlers who deal on the black market, Hurricane Group primarily deals with international orders, apart from dealing with governments; Africa is their most important market for firearms transactions. Most of its factory-made weapons are sold to the war zones in Africa. The other international firearms dealers are no match to Hurricane Group. In fact, its biggest competitors are the five countries involved in the Five Power Defense Arrangements.”


  “.……”


  “Excluding Z, M, E, F, and Y, Hurricane Group practically controls the outcome of wars in the world as the top international firearms dealer.”


  Those countries had their military factories and also dealt with large numbers of international firearms orders. Thus, Hurricane Group naturally saw them as their biggest rivals.

  Speaking of which, the United States’ FBI agents were Hurricane Group’s arch-enemies. Gong Jie was even listed as one of their top wanted fugitives.

  The bigshots would naturally not sit back and watch when their state’s interests were threatened.

  With the North-American sea-shipping route cut off by the US government, his job was to clear the way and evade the annoying international agents while transporting the firearms to the war zones.

  “Are you kidding me?”


  The woman was completely floored and found this hard to believe. To her, dealing with firearms was a treacherous job.

  “Everything I said is true!” The boy suddenly added, “Do you remember uncle appearing on your engagement day?”


  “Yeah.”


  “That cargo ship of his isn’t simple; it was filled with firearms then. In other words, the things he had on that cargo ship could completely reduce that island into smithereens.”


  This piece of information shocked her into speechlessness.

  Youyou coughed awkwardly before asking tentatively, “Mommy, is this too shocking to you?”


  She stared at him blankly before nodding. “Yes!”


  “Then, do you still want me to go on?”


  “Yes!” She hastily asked, “Is his job…… very dangerous?”


  The boy was stumped by the question.

  Gong Jie once encountered the FBI’s international counter-terrorist group during a cargo-shipping trip to North America. A fierce war broke out between them, and he was lucky enough to escape, unscathed, that time. Had he been captured, he would have been turned over to Nuremberg Military Courthouse, which specialized in the trials of high-profile, international criminals.