Gao Yang’s expression remained calm, but inside he was in turmoil. The arms the Cleaner wants, what concept is this? You could say that this amount of arms could overthrow most of the countries in the world, and Murphy said they also want a production line, and most crucially, they want delivery within a year. Guns and ammunition are relatively small, but the armored vehicles and artillery the Cleaner wants, along with the ammunition, Gao Yang wasn’t sure how many shipments it would take to transport these. Too crazy, Gao Yang dared not rashly agree to Murphy’s demand because he really didn’t know if he could accomplish this business with the resources at his disposal. Chapters fırst released on 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍 After hesitating for a moment, Gao Yang whispered: "I don’t know if I can meet your demand; delivering such a large batch of arms in a year seems unlikely. I can only exercise a very small part of Grand Ivan’s power, but I am not Grand Ivan." Murphy shrugged, looking regretful, and said: "Is this considered a refusal?" Gao Yang shook his head and whispered: "It’s not a refusal." Murphy snapped his fingers and smiled: "As long as it’s not a refusal, this is a big matter, and of course, I need to give you time to think. Besides, this is not the place to discuss this issue all the time. Okay, you can think it over seriously, but don’t take too long." Gao Yang nodded and whispered: "I’ll consider it, assess the resources at my disposal, and tell you what I can achieve." Murphy nodded, then stood up and extended his hand toward Gao Yang. After Gao Yang shook his hand, Murphy said in a deep voice: "I’m sorry for the test just now. I must reiterate that it wasn’t my intention. I hope this doesn’t affect our personal friendship, and the Cleaner will never threaten you. Our extreme measure would be to terminate cooperation, so everything just now was really only a test." Gao Yang smiled: "I believe you." Murphy nodded, then turned and intended to leave. But after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, then returned with a look of annoyance and said: "I was just talking about important matters with you and almost forgot your affair. You’ve become famous this time, and it seems you plan to expose your main identity in America. So, will you accept things like TV interviews?" Gao Yang shrugged: "I haven’t thought about it, so I don’t know yet." Murphy exhaled: "I don’t know your thoughts, but I’ll assume you will accept. Let me remind you, never reveal your face. Don’t believe their promise to mosaic your face. You have to prepare your disguise yourself, especially not showing your eyes; that’s extremely important. You always wore sunglasses when appearing before, which is a good habit, remember to maintain it." Gao Yang curiously said: "Many people have told me not to show my eyes, but I never knew the reason. Can you tell me?" Murphy laughed: "A person’s face can be disguised; even cosmetic surgery can be done, but eyes cannot be disguised. For example, the distance between your eyes, your pupil distance, many aspects, in the eyes of experienced people, just by your eyes, they can recognize you, regardless of how you disguise." Gao Yang suddenly understood: "Got it, thank you." Murphy nodded: "Also, if you accept interviews, don’t show that you are very... how to say, too accustomed to such events. You should dress yourself like an ordinary person, an ordinary person with good gunmanship but who hasn’t killed anyone. Those journalists or hosts ask questions that are very tricky, and perhaps they will set traps for you, you must be careful, any question needs to go through your mind before answering." Gao Yang frowned: "That’s a bit difficult for me." Murphy waved his hand: "If you need to accept an interview, call me, I’ll find someone to train you a bit, so that you appear in language, demeanor, and body language like an ordinary person. Okay, let’s talk about this later. I have to leave now. Call me as soon as possible. Lastly, those few shots of yours were really amazing, goodbye." Murphy left, and Gao Yang sat in the chair, staring at the closed door in a daze, but soon, Yelena and several police officers swarmed into the room. An older police officer came over, shook hands with Gao Yang, and said admiringly: "I am Mobley Henkel, the chief here. I must express my gratitude to you for saving many lives and protecting the public from terrorists." Gao Yang was about to speak when the police chief extended his hand, stopping Gao Yang from speaking, and smiled: "I know your throat is injured, and you need to protect it. By the way, your roar was really loud; I saw it." After saying this, the chief pointed to a man in a suit and laughed: "You should go to the hospital. But I thought the FBI’s questioning would last a long time, so I brought a doctor here. Fortunately, the questioning was not long, but it’s better for you to let the doctor check now." The doctor walked to Gao Yang, politely smiled, and took out a small flashlight, then said to Gao Yang: "Please open your mouth." After a brief examination, the doctor smiled: "It’s just voice overuse, and your vocal cords are bleeding. You need quite a long time to recover, at least a month, I think. During this time, you can’t drink, smoke, or eat spicy food, and most importantly, speak less, especially refrain from speaking loudly. I can prescribe some medication, but I recommend you go to a hospital for a thorough check." Gao Yang nodded and whispered: "I’ll go later, thank you, doctor." The doctor waved his hand: "Don’t talk, don’t talk, especially recently, really pay attention to not speaking if you can help it." Gao Yang thought for a moment and said to the chief: "Those four people..." The chief apologized and said: "We’ve preliminarily grasped some situations, but unfortunately, the suspect’s details need to remain confidential at this time, so I can’t tell you too much. Oh, an important thing: among the four suspects, two had bombs on them. Your precise and deadly shooting saved yourself and many others; I must commend and thank you again for your behavior and gunmanship!" Gao Yang felt a sense of dread, but also nodded in relief, then whispered: "Can we leave now?" "Of course, you can leave. I’ll arrange for you to exit through the back door; there are too many reporters at the front door. Oh, and you may worry about retaliation. Well, I’ll specifically study and solve this issue with you. Rest assured, we will never let you suffer retaliation from anyone!"