King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga discovered that when he tried hard to let go of his career matters and simply pursued leisure, doing things he enjoyed, it seemed he couldn't fully immerse himself.

Some people are "all about friendship in their mouths, but business in their hearts"!

Joe Ga wasn't like that, he felt that his career was reverse PUA-ing him.

There was something in his bones driving him to take action, as if that way he could extract a sense of achievement and value.

So far, the only acquaintance that made Boss Joe feel it was fine not to be needed was Eric.

This guy had a nasty character, but hanging out with him just didn't create any pressure.

It was literally no pressure!

This guy had a magic that allowed one to swear without feeling guilty.

No need for forced politeness, no worrying about whether being frank would hurt this guy's pride, because his self-confidence was so strong it couldn't be shaken.

The beginning of Boss Joe's career met with old Karman and Nis, but the true turnaround in his career was because of Eric. Meeting him brought Joe Ga into contact with Chris, Gami, and then a host of Royal Family members...

Without Chris, Mary Aenola from Central Africa wouldn't have sought him out, and there wouldn't be the current P.B.

Without Gami, there'd be no Pirate Fund, and it's questionable if Boss Joe, mired in losses, could have supported P.B. to its current size.

Joe Ga had come this far, and nearly everyone around him had changed their attitude towards him, except Eric, who remained the same bastard.

Getting Eric involved in the game even diluted Joe Ga's interest in talking business with Tahnoon...

Having an exceedingly annoying opponent had the effect of allowing Joe Ga to engage in the game to a limited extent.

The manor's revelry continued, and with the 'expansion' of Gino and Jacques' liquor business, the atmosphere began to turn bizarre.

It was the first time Joe Ga learned that the MSL nobility would find excuses to 'break the rules,' such as not having alcohol, but having something formed after the fermentation of some juice...

No drugs, no cannabis, but there was an intensely heated atmosphere, and this bunch even got high on red wine!

When a roast camel was carried out by the Prince's own chef from a freshly dug oven, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Joe Ga found Nis and playfully helped her get a piece of camel meat, then, with a smile, said, "I like this atmosphere, but I need to find a place to prepare some guns later, we're organizing an interesting competition tomorrow.

How about you give it a try?"

Nis was startled and decisively shook her head, saying, "You still don't understand those Princes...

Sayyid might give up his status for his sister, but it doesn't mean he's willing to compete with women.

The others are the same, they can show their 'gallantry' to women, but deep down they absolutely won't accept women as their equals.

Competing with them, Sayyid might accept, but people like Harman and Danta Henoni would find it humiliating."

As Nis looked at Joe Ga's furrowed brow, she smiled and shook her head, saying, "There's no need for pointless provocation, beating them wouldn't feel like any significant accomplishment to me.

Why do you suddenly want to win? In the past, you weren't even keen to get involved in these so-called games."

After listening, Joe Ga smacked his lips and said, "Maybe it's because Eric, that scum, came along, and I want to show him a thing or two."

Seeing Nis's curious gaze, he rubbed his temples and said, resignedly, "Alright, maybe I do want to win a bit...

After such a long time, I've started to think, why can't I just follow my own desires?

I'm always worried about offending someone or pretending to not care with an air of nonchalance.

But really, what's the point?

I've worked so hard just to be able to do things freely, haven't I?

I am the best marksman, and when I pick up a gun and stand on the firing range, everyone should tip their hats off to me!

Eric is an annoying bastard, but we all have to admit, he's happy every single day."

Nis felt a bit puzzled by Joe Ga's words. As she looked at him seriously discussing his psychological changes, she nodded and then shook her head in half-understanding, and said, "I don't quite get it. You've always been the best, why were you worried about showing it before?

Who would you offend by that? You've demonstrated even more in actual combat..."

Joe Ga, with his arm around Nis's shoulder, said with a laugh, "Because I used to treat shooting as my job.

Just like how a chef, no matter how skilled, doesn't love cooking at home.

It's a job, and the pressure of work makes everything lose its fun.

I like guns, because not only do they give me a sense of security, but I also get pleasure and a sense of accomplishment from modifying them...

In the past while, we were constantly fighting in circles, and I lost that feeling.

Now it seems many people don't want me to risk my life anymore, and I'm thinking, why can't I pick up my past hobby again and make my work fun."

Money still needs to be made, but first, I've got to make myself happy. I am the best, and there's no need to be all uptight for others to guess…"

As Joe Ga spoke, Eric, unbeknownst to them, appeared behind him and Nis...

The lady-killer Big Beard was standing there with three girls, holding a beer and leisurely said, "Devil Bird, Hu Lang is jealous of you because someone said you're the best sniper..."

Joe Ga turned around and gave Eric the finger, then, seeing the curious look in Nis's eyes, he smacked his lips and said, "Alright, I admit there's a little bit of that, but it's not out of jealousy. It's just that I suddenly realized there's no need for so many self-imposed rules and restrictions.

What we are now, we should let others know we're the best."

Nis, looking at Joe Ga, who seemed much clearer all of a sudden, felt mysteriously that he had grown much younger, less of the composed strategist, and more spirited.

Looking at Joe Ga, who suddenly seemed a bit childish, Nis covered her mouth and chuckled, "You must be mistaken, I posted actual combat videos on the snipers' website, showcasing that G29 you gave me.

Because at the time there was a lot of debate, many people discussing which sniper rifle was more advanced and precise.

I think your gun is the best, so I put up the video.

The star of that shot is the G29, you're the best..."

After hearing this, Joe Ga suddenly felt like he got pricked all over. Those three so-called 'champion shooters' looked at him with eyes that shifted from curiosity to fervor.

The feeling was like a swordsman meeting a master swordsmith, an eagerness written all over their faces.

The now translucent Joe Ga, in the face of the three champion shooters' hopeful expressions, smiled and waved his hand, "I have a giant armory in Sangha Town, you guys can check it out sometime.

Apart from Devil Bird, I've never custom-built firearms for anyone else, but now I'm interested again, maybe I'll mull it over when I'm free...

I feel I have the responsibility to explore the limits of 'guns'!"

As Joe Ga spoke, Eric suddenly showed a schadenfreude expression...

Joe Ga felt a tug on his arm, then turned to see Kitten standing there, with two Dubai Princesses behind her sweating from their foreheads.

Seeing 'Kitten's' lips turned askew, Joe Ga seriously said, "Hey, don't look at me like that. I let you use my gun, and it's the best of its kind too. I saw you enjoyed using it very much."

The Brazilian girl didn't care about Joe Ga's 'double entendre'; she hooked her arm around Boss Joe's and said, "I think I can try a custom-made style..."

Joe Ga nodded in understanding; every woman wants something that's exclusively hers.

It's definitely not okay to enjoy Boss Joe's company alone, but having a fine gun is good too.

You can't refuse such things, Joe Ga decisively nodded and said, "Then write down your requirements, I'll take care of the customization.

I guarantee it will be one of a kind!"

The moment Eric saw Boss Joe open up to custom building, he immediately raised his hand, "I want one too..."

Joe Ga sneered and shook his head, "You don't qualify. When you can hit a target 200 meters away without a sight, and then prepare a million, let's talk..."

Upon hearing this, Eric angrily called out, "Hey, Hu Lang, that's discrimination..."

While speaking, Eric looked at Joe Ga, who didn't care at all, and lamented, "Hu Lang, I can give you money. Just help me customize a Remington 700, I've even thought about the material of the stock and the engraving..."

Joe Ga gave a 'heh heh' laugh, "You wish. 200 meters, no optics, if you can do that we'll talk.

Your sorry ass acts all high and mighty, and it's so irritating. But since we're friends, I need to guide you onto the right path, shooting isn't what you think it is..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga turned to the two quiet Dubai girls. He could sense that Sara was curious about everything, but Rafah seemed tense all the time, as if any little change could make her crumble.

Rafah's dad's 'treatment' had almost destroyed the girl.

Sayyid had asked Joe Ga so many times, Joe Ga felt he had to put in some heart...

So he glanced left and right and found Grace Reed, who seemed to be learning how to be a mother from Charlene...

He signaled for her to come over too, then Joe Ga pointed at Grace and said to Rafah, "Grace's ordeal is worse than yours. I don't know how to comfort people, but I think learning to shoot gives you confidence.

Because when you hold a gun, you have the capability to harm others, and that might engender a sense of security.

This thing is actually a double-edged sword because the gun can encourage some timid, dark-hearted cowards to do outrageous things.

But I think your situation is special. It's better to rely on yourself for a sense of security than on others...

Let Devil Bird take everyone for some fun tomorrow. You two can join her when she teaches Adel to shoot later.

You've come to a barbaric place, so follow the rules here.

Whether it can cure mental problems, I don't know, but the important thing is, if someone tries to hurt you in the future, you'll know you have the power to resist."

Charlene, who came with Grace, was touched to see Grace and Rafah moved. She pulled Joe Ga aside and whispered, "That's not right, what if Rafah points the gun at her father?"

Joe Ga said indifferently, "It's not at me, I don't care!"

Charlene, seeing Joe Ga treating the life of the Dubai big shot as nothing, she ...