I sell agricultural dump trucks, you say I sell arms?

Lu Ming didn't know what was going on in the live broadcast room.

After he finished speaking, his face looked a little sad and a little proud.

"There is no doubt that we are an agricultural machinery factory. The gas tanks we produce have brought warmth to thousands of people in Menmen. This is a great merit for me!"

Facing Bingbing, Lu Ming said with some complacency.

Gas tanks may have been eliminated in Xia Kingdom, but that's because Rabbit's infrastructure is good.

Rabbit is called an infrastructure madman, and this is not just a casual comment..

However, in Cunmen, the gas tank is a very convenient daily necessities.

Fill it with gas and you can cook a table of delicious food anytime and anywhere.

After all, Cunmen is not a rabbit, and it is impossible for every household to use gas like a rabbit.

So to a certain extent, the fact that the people of the Cunmen were able to get hot food late had something to do with him!

Thinking of this, Lu Ming instantly felt that his merits had skyrocketed!

In the prehistoric era, he might have had the merits of riding a horse. He has become a saint!

After hearing Lu Ming's words, Bingbing's expression became very strange.

Not only did you send warmth to thousands of families, but you also sent firelight.

No matter how you sent it!

Just say whether you sent it or not. Come on!

"Mr. Lu, let me show you a photo."

Bingbing really couldn't stand Lu Ming's self-proclaimed expression.

He took out a photo from his small bag and put it on the table.

"Mr. Lu, does this photo look familiar to you?"

Bingbing smiled at Lu Ming, her expression was also intriguing.

It makes sense.

Bingbing is very beautiful and sweet.

Otherwise, she would not be evaluated as a flower in the official platform by the majority of netizens.

However, at this time, Lu Ming saw Bing Bing's smile suddenly made her whole body feel hairy. blanch!

How could this girl smile so charmingly!

Lu Ming glanced at Bing Bing suspiciously, then lowered his head to look at the photo on the table.

Could it be again? Something went wrong!

However, after Lu Ming thought for a long time, he didn't expect anything else to go wrong.

So he stretched out his hand and turned the photo over.

In the photo, two soldiers were carrying a huge cannonball. There is also a mortar on display.

The workmanship of this shell is very simple, but it looks very bluffing.

If nothing else!

The exaggerated size is enough to make people shudder.

But... why am I looking at this ? Are cannonballs so familiar?!

Especially the round, blue jar in front, with its thin skin and big filling, looks so familiar!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in Lu Ming's mind!

He seemed to realize something.

At this moment, Lu Ming His eyes became dull.

He raised his head slightly mechanically and looked at Bingbing opposite.

"Can you tell me, does this thing look like my gas tank, or is it actually my gas tank?"

Nima!

Who can tell me what's going on?

Did the cannon derail or the gas tank split my leg? How could such a thing happen?!

Lu Ming had already guessed something.

But he didn't want to go. Believe this guess.

He would rather believe that it is because of the gas tanks produced by his factory that every household in Menmen uses gas, rather than believe this!

"Mr. Lu, don't worry, look at this."

Said, Bingbing handed Lu Ming another photo.

It can be seen that this photo is the same as the previous one, but it has been enlarged.

In the enlarged barrel part, Lu Ming saw the familiar The words.

Aos Agricultural Machinery Factory, Ziyang City, Shanlu Province

This guy completely pierced Lu Ming’s fantasy and made his heart ache.

"Mr. Lu, here’s another one."

Bingbing handed Lu Ming a photo again.

Lu Ming took it and looked at it numbly.

This photo was different from the first two, and Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

The third photo seemed to have been taken in a factory. workshop.

There were a lot of urea fertilizers piled up in the workshop.

Lu Ming could tell that these urea fertilizers were all produced by himself. He was so familiar with the white fertilizer bags!

In the photo, there was a worker pouring these urea fertilizers into a strange I don’t know what to do with the funnel-shaped container.

Lu Ming glanced at the photo briefly and said with some suspicion:

"What does this do?"

He didn't ask about the first two, so as not to ask for trouble.

But this third one seemed quite normal!

Bingbing looked at the photo in Lu Ming's hand, her eyes were a little strange, and her expression became intriguing.

Lu Ming really didn't understand..Why does such a nice girl show such an expression?

It makes people so scared!

"Mr. Lu, urea can be refined and synthesized into pyrosulfonate, which can also be used to make explosives...."

Bingbing didn't finish speaking.

She believed that for the sake of her words, Lu Ming should be able to understand what she meant. as expected.

After hearing this, Lu Ming was stunned.

It was as if his whole body had been struck by lightning, and he froze in place.

Steel pipes, fertilizers, gas tanks...

Thinking of the photos Bingbing showed him, he seemed to understand something.

Blanch!

I asked why the place in Menmen needs so many gas tanks, fertilizers and the like.

You've been doing this for a long time, just like Hamas. Give me a break!

He had previously suspected that there was something wrong with the quality of his own products, which caused them to be scrapped quickly.

Therefore, the rice planting group and five-star hotels over there are placing orders one after another.

After working on it for a long time, you guys are not scrapping it quickly, but you are fucking useless!

He thought the gas tank could be refilled and used again and again.

But in fact, the weapon pipes on the other side of the door are disposable items!

It seems that the quality of our products is not poor, but that they are great!

I thought I was sending you gas, but you turned around and told me that I was sending you arms?!

In an instant, Lu Ming's mentality exploded.

When he thought about the number of orders he had sold to the other party in the past few months, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Damn it!

I support several artillery regiments in Menmen!

In front of the camera, Lu Ming slumped on a chair.

At this moment, his heart felt as if he had been trampled hundreds of times by ten thousand grass and mud horses.

He thought of all the possibilities!

But that’s the only thing I haven’t thought about!

I sell steel pipes, and you make mortar barrels.

I sell fertilizers, and you refine synthetic explosives.

I sell a gas tank, but in your hands it turns into a cannonball!

Who on earth taught you to play like this? (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

These are civilian supplies. Do you know what civilian supplies mean?!

Inexplicably, Lu Ming thought of a story.

The name of the story is The Little Girl Selling Gas Cans.

It's freezing cold, and there's heavy snow falling outside.

The little girl was huddled in the corner holding a gas tank, shivering from the cold

"Folks, buy a gas tank~"

"roll roll roll! Not buying!"

"......"

There are fewer and fewer fellow villagers on the road, and the little girl has become desperate.

She didn't sell a single gas can.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of her grandmother.

The little girl was so cold that she blew up the gas tank to warm herself up.

So that night, everyone in the whole town saw her grandma. hehe!

What a ghost story!

The little girl selling sex?

Do you think she is selling matches? wrong!

In fact, she is selling H bombs!

Lu Ming wants to cry but has no tears[]

How similar he is to this little girl!

He felt that he was selling gas cans and benefiting people's livelihood.

Then you turned around and told me that I was selling arms?!

At this moment, Lu Ming became defensive.

What rice planting group!

What a five-star hotel!

It's all nonsense!

"Mr. Lu, are you okay?"

Bingbing next to me was very relieved to see Lu Ming's wonderful expression change.

You always don't welcome me!

But now Bingbing is suddenly worried about Lu Ming's mental state.

This person will not be stupid because of the big blow. Come on!

Bingbing looked at the dumbfounded Lu Ming and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha~"

After hearing Bingbing's words, Lu Mingsheng smiled helplessly.

"I am working hard here to produce gas tanks for you, and want to deliver gas to thousands of households. As a result, the merits I have worked so hard to accumulate have been directly deducted into a negative number by you!"

"I was just wondering why it’s been so weird lately. I was clearly exporting gas cans, but the reminder of assist +1 popped up above my head every day."

"Haha~ The needle doesn’t poke!"

At this moment, Lu Ming really felt that he was finished.

Originally, they quit the Osz Z10 today, and everyone was happy.

But then something like this happened.

From great joy to great sadness, the ups and downs of mood were like a roller coaster. Who knows how Lu Ming is feeling now.

Anyway, he just feels that he is really doomed this time!

When he thinks of the terrifying number of gas cans he exported, it is no wonder that he has single-handedly supported the arms trade of Cun Men. That's too much!

Damn it!

I won't be the first unlucky guy in Xia to be convicted of war crimes!

"Houthi armed forces: Send gas to thousands of families? Just tell me whether it has been delivered or not!"

"Open the door, folks! Send gas!"

"Old Ost gas cylinders fly into ordinary people's homes A ~"

"The gas tank can just fit into the steel pipe. If you say this was not premeditated, I won’t believe it."

"Merit -999, assists +1000 hahaha!"

"God's horse assist +1, don't be poor at this time, and quickly find a way to save yourself, otherwise you really have to go in and step on the sewing machine hahaha!"

"Director Lu, do you still think Aos is an agricultural machinery factory?!"

"Factory Director Lu: Our Os is an agricultural machinery factory (funny)~"

"To tell a joke, Aos is an agricultural machinery factory, hahaha!"

PS: I beg you all for your support, please!!!.