Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 1166

Stoudemire is not just talking, he really wants to kill the congressman who took the issue of Katanga United Mining Co., Ltd., even in front of Kitchener, Stoudemire said the same, without any taboo .

Only now did Kitchener truly understand how lawless the toubob in southern Africa have become. Compared with Stoudemire, Rock is a safe and harmless little white rabbit, without the slightest aggression.

In this case, even Kitchina can only appease Stoudemire and prevent Stoudemire from risking the disgrace of the world.

Leaving the Palace of Justice, Rock, Stoudemire, and Henry were not in a hurry to go home, but went to a bar not far from the Palace of Justice to have a casual drink together.

"Let me say that you are all too easy to bully. You don't even know how to resist when someone puts a knife on your neck. They have already launched an attack on us. You are still discussing whether to resist or surrender. I really don't know what you are worried about." What." Stoudemire was still chattering in the bar, this bar is a peripheral organization of Brad's office, but there is no need to worry about what Rock and the others said.

Brad's internal division of labor is clear. The intelligence department, operations department, and support department each perform their duties. Bars and other business establishments belong to the support department. While collecting intelligence, they must also raise funds for Brad's office.

The bars in southern Africa are basically peripheral agencies of Brad's office, including Oak Bar and Table Mountain Bar, and they are obliged to provide Brad with information.

Of course, Brad's office will also give corresponding support to these peripheral institutions. Like this small bar not far from the Palace of Justice, the annual profit is more than 50 rand, which no one can imagine.

"It's not as simple as you said. It's easy to kill people, but what should we do after we kill them? Unless it's in a situation where we can't die, we can't take risks. This is the rule of the game that everyone must abide by. If we break through the bottom line, Then we will become the public enemy of the whole people." Henry will not use extreme measures unless he has to. It is easy to kill a congressman, but then he has to guard against the retaliation of certain interest groups, which will form a vicious circle.

"Killing people doesn't solve the problem, but we can't let others be slaughtered, Cecil, are there any familiar members in Congress?" Rock wants to unite all the forces that can be united. Enterprises like South African companies must have people in Congress. Advocate for your own interests.

"Yes—" Stoudemire gave an affirmative answer.

"That's fine, use all the power we can use to promote the establishment of the Commonwealth of Nations, and don't be led away from the rhythm." Rock is still very rational and can distinguish between priorities.

"Then we won't fight back? This is not like you!" Stoudemire was surprised. In Stoudemire's impression, Rock was not a character who could swallow his anger.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry—" Rock is patient, and the account can be settled slowly, and the establishment of the Commonwealth is the top priority.

Just when Rock, Henry, and Stoudemire were unifying their minds, a special guest came to the home of Louis Shelley, the MP who lived at 112 Brest Street, London.

Louis Shelley is an Irishman who was previously a practicing lawyer at Edward Law Firm in London. He was hired by Rand Bank for work reasons, and then ran for election with the support of Rand Bank. He was successfully elected as a member of the British House of Commons.

The house where Louis Shelley lived was provided by the Rand Bank. It is worth more than 50 pounds. There are 26 rooms on the upper and lower floors. years to afford.

"Louis, my friend, how are you doing?" The visitor is Christian, a southern African tycoon. During the World War, Christian spent huge sums of money to buy multiple properties in France and England. It was rumored that the cost was more than [-] million pounds. All the streets were bought by Christian as a whole.

If Christian’s influence was limited to southern Africa before the outbreak of the World War, then after the end of the World War, Christian’s influence has spread throughout Europe. It is rumored that Christian is the spokesperson of a powerful figure in Southern Africa, Louis Shelley Although he did not know the specific circumstances, through some special channels, Louis Shelley also knew that the rumors were true.

Members of Congress, there are always some news channels that ordinary people don't know.

"Mr. Christian, I'm so glad to see you again. How are you?" Louis Shelley enthusiastically welcomed Christian into the living room.

"It's not very good, many things are not going well, one thing has not been dealt with, and new troubles are coming one after another - just give me a glass of wine with ice, thank you." Christian is not polite, if it is In Buckingham Palace, perhaps Christian will restrain himself a bit.

In the living room, the guests and the host were seated, and Christian lit a cigar, as if he was in his own living room.

Louis Shelley didn't smoke, and he also drank wine on the rocks. Although the winter in London hadn't left, the wine on the ice could keep Louis Shelley clear-headed.

"Do you know what happened recently?" Christian didn't go around in circles, his voice was a bit muffled, the winter air in London was terrible, which made Christian's nose feel very uncomfortable.

"Yes." Louise Shelley, a member of Congress, certainly knew what was going on.

"Know?" Christian confirmed.

"Yes, I know." Louis Shelley repeated, looking at Christian with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Don't think that members of Congress are just so high and high, it is true for ordinary people, but for a tycoon like Christian, members of Congress are just ordinary roles, and there is really nothing to be proud of.

"So what are you going to do?" Christian pressed on. Christian Construction had spent almost £20 to get Louis Shelley elected to Parliament, and it was time for Christian to collect the profits.

"It's very troublesome, Mr. Christian. You have to know that southern Africa is now the target of public criticism. Everyone is staring at southern Africa. We need an opportunity." Louis Shelley knew what Christian wanted, but everything was not that simple .

"If there is no opportunity, find a way to create an opportunity. If someone makes a similar proposal next time, I hope you can clearly oppose it-don't worry, you will find out how many supporters you have by then." Christian gave the opportunity face-to-face, in Congress There are idiots, but there are also smart people.

Louis Shelley didn't speak, and looked at Christian in embarrassment.

Christian didn't speak, and looked at Louis Shelley coldly, his eyes colder than wine with ice.

"Okay——" Louis Shelley made up his mind. When he accepted the donation from Christian Construction Company, Louis Shelley had this awareness.

Don't forget that Christian is a businessman, and all investments are to see returns.

"Ha ha ha ha - great, Louis, I knew you were a smart man, I heard that you want to run for the speaker of the House of Commons, don't worry, I will support you." Of course, Christian will not let Louis Shelley white Help, after receiving Louis Shelley's promise, Christian immediately added weight.

"It's easy to say that we are best friends. I have always believed in this." Louis Shelley was not polite, and he would pay as much as he could. Everything was a deal and no one would lose.

Leaving Louis Shelley's house, Christian sat in the car exhausted.

In fact, during the recent period, Christian's life has not been easy.

The workers hired by the Upper Katanga United Mining Co., Ltd. from the Republic of Congo are all hired through Christian Human Resources.

As for how Christian Human Resources got so many workers, there are many secrets that are not humane.

Now that the scandal of the Upper Katanga United Mining Co., Ltd. has been exposed, Christian Human Resources Company is also in the abyss. If all this is exposed in broad daylight, then Rock will not be able to keep Christian.

"Sir, do you want to go back to the mansion?" The secretary in the front seat asked softly. Christian's face was ugly now, and the secretary in the front seat was also feeling uneasy.

"No, back to the manor in the suburbs, the air here makes me feel like I'm in a cesspit. I don't want to breathe in this kind of air." Christian bluntly said that the air in London is indeed bad, but using "shithole" is too much.

In London in the afternoon, there were few pedestrians on the streets, the sky was dark like night, and people could not be seen clearly from 50 meters away.

The American flu in the UK has not completely disappeared. Occasionally, people who pass by the car window are wearing masks and walking in a hurry. Almost no one stays on the street, and few shops are open.

The car suddenly bumped violently when passing an intersection, and then the car stopped as if it had hit something.

The driver got out of the car to check and found that the car had hit a rock and could not move.

The driver cursed viciously, kicked the stone again, and shouted at the bodyguard in the car in front to help.

The car clearing the way has disappeared without a trace in the mist, the driver is helpless, a passerby enthusiastically came to help.

Christian also wanted to get out of the car to help, but just as Christian was about to open the door, he suddenly saw someone approaching quickly from behind.

Christian immediately closed the car door again.

The man running from behind the car suddenly pulled out a pistol, aimed at Christian in the window and pulled the trigger.

Bah!

The windows were unharmed.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" the driver screamed.

The passer-by who came to help pulled out his gun and almost pushed the trigger against the driver's forehead.

Bah!

The killer outside the car window did not stop and continued to shoot Christian.

Bah, bah, bah bah——

Sparks flew everywhere, and through the car window, the killer could clearly see Christian's gloomy eyes.

(End of this chapter)