My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 134 Why Are They Called Rats?

Gao Jun's left thumb was clasped in the crevice of his right foot, and it was a little itchy. Even rich people can't get rid of athlete's foot.

It can't be cut!

When he heard Lu Wu's question, his face froze, he looked him up and down, and asked with a smile, "What? Do you have an idea?"

This tone, vividly pulls people into the rhythm of the sea.

Tinder company is short of people!
Everyone is missing, but you can’t go to the street and ask him, dear, do you want to experience the exciting and exciting life of getting rich overnight?

They will think you want Karma's kidney!

In fact, the most important thing is, is Boss Gao the kind who wants all kinds of garbage?
Don't need a salary?
If you raise a fisherman, you have to give him money!

Lu Wu didn't say a word, but there was still struggle in his eyes.

"You didn't think clearly?" Gao Jun saw his expression and knew what it meant. He wanted to make money, but he couldn't get rid of his figure. "You think this is illegal, and you feel sorry?"

With a chuckle, he took out a dollar bill from his pocket, pulled it vigorously on both sides, and heard a crisp sound, put it between his nose and sniffed it, "Do you think he is ugly?" He said, pointing to it Franklin.

"In terms of filth, I can't compare to other people who sit on the throne and look down on the corruption of the world. Now, you can't atone for your sins in the church, but you can go to the judge's office with dollars and buy Your innocence."

"This world is like an open sewer, full of rubbish and human scum, I would rather be pushed to the guillotine like Louis XVI, than stand underneath and shout the victory of others like those poor people!"

I would rather be a hooligan of the times than be the gravel of the times.

I'd rather die with a thousand knives!

Don't be a bad guy either.

"How much is your salary this month?" Gao Jun asked.

"1731 yuan." Lu Wu had reached the last figure in the actuarial calculations. Gao Jun didn't laugh at him, but nodded, "This salary should be considered very high in China."

"Yes." Lu Wu nodded, "It was arranged by the state."

"Then this one should be half a month's salary." Gao Jun flicked it, made a clear voice, and handed it over, "Let's make friends, I don't have any good gifts here, this should be Let's meet and greet."

Lu Wu looked down at the ugly Franklin, his right cheek trembled, he really wanted to say, are you insulting me?

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When the money was placed in front of him, he suddenly felt that the taste was like this.

"You should have a more brilliant career. You shouldn't. There is no right or wrong and no crime in life. We just want to live, don't we? It's the first time to be human. Why, some people are superior, Some people can only be so humble." Gao Jun paused, and said a sentence that will be famous later.

"I can be dirty, but not my money, not my chick, not my fancy car, not my mansion, not even...my family."

"If you have an idea, you can come to me, my company is happy for any outstanding talent to join."

excellent? !
When Lu Wu heard the two words, his eyes finally flashed, and he raised his head, "I'm also excellent?"

"When you hold a loaded gun in your hand, what difference does it make if you are a policeman or a criminal? The road is made by yourself. No one will give you alms and sympathize with you. You have to fight for it yourself."

Gao Jun looked at him deeply, and suddenly changed the subject, "Okay, I'm going to sleep, and if I get a proper sleep, I can find more excellent clients. Do you have anything else to do?"

Lu Wu shook his head and said softly, "Good night"

"Good night."

Looking at his back, Gao Jun smiled.

He is a prophet and an agitator, half-truths and contradictions!
This night, many people are destined to be full of sleepless nights.

...

Inside the Church of St. Dakar in France.

Benga!

The porcelain cup hit the ground, and the fragments were shattered. Besley roared and roared, grabbed the collar of the younger brother next to him, and opened his mouth. The stench almost killed the latter.

"This is a provocation!!"

Just this morning, two heads were thrown from the door of the church. They rolled around the door twice, frightening the customers who set up stalls inside. It was the thugs sent by Besley.

Even if the black man has no brains, he still knows who the murderer is.

It can't be Superman.

Superman is a clean freak.

Besley grabbed him, and he didn't dare to say a word, but his eyes flickered aside. Besley pushed him away, crossed his hips, looked fiercely, and waved his hand, "Who is in charge of Dakar, not an Asian guy, find him Him, kill him, make him sober, and help me contact those Frenchmen and tell them that the plane is ours!"

"Boss, the French...I'm afraid they won't agree." Said the boy next to him.

Besley's voice faltered, he turned his head suddenly, glared at the other party, kicked the other party down, and beat the other party with his fist angrily, "Don't I know? I want you to remind?!"

Ma Zai dared to hold his head and tremble, begging him not to beat him anymore, and others could only keep his breathing down, for fear of disturbing him.

After about four or five minutes, the younger brother was beaten to death, lying on the ground with blood on his face, Besley stood up and moved his body, "I don't like others to educate me."

He has a bad temper!
As long as a subordinate expresses doubts about his decision, he will be beaten and he is a dictator.

But his brother-in-law is a tribal warlord, and he controls the wealth himself. No one wants to offend him, especially in Dakar, where government forces and tribal armed forces jointly control.

Even if Bush comes, he has to follow his laws.

This is not Shakespeare's opera house, but a scene of brutal violence.

After the others dragged the little brother down, Besley was the only one left in the room. He was tired of cursing and just wanted to take a sip of water, but when he looked around, he found the broken pieces of the porcelain cup on the ground, and picked it up angrily. The pistol on the table fired several times at the top of the head.

The gunshots spread outside, and the vendors who were fiddling with their positions in the church were stunned, with a little worry in their eyes, please don't affect their business.

It's been a long time since I saw anyone dare to provoke Besley like this.

The last one should have been one year old.

...

"Bison: Besley?" Gao Jun held a document in his hand.

"It was sorted out a bit hastily, but he is well-known in Dakar. Apart from being the brother-in-law of Cambesto, the leader of the Cherier movement, I heard that he also has a great relationship with a local political family." Tonico The husband gnawed at the bread beside him and said.

Political family?

In Africa, as long as you have studied, you can be an official, and you can be a political family.

But don't underestimate them, have you ever seen a ruling class with idiots?
Gao Jun nodded, "Then does he have any enemies? Or is there any conflicting opponent?"

"Yes, Waters Scott." Tony turned over the information, and saw a photo hanging on the second page. It was a man in a windbreaker and sunglasses. He had blond hair and looked particularly elegant. Of course, he It's black!
This is the yellow dog.

"He is the successor of the Black Ax "Ax Gang", an underground society in Dakar. There are rumors that he killed his father and his two older brothers before inheriting this huge criminal group. "

Kill father and brother?
Really cruel!

But Gao Jun's lips just trembled, and he frowned and asked, "Then what conflict does he have with Besley?"

"No, no, it should be said that there is a conflict between his sister and Besley's sister, they are both Cambesto's brother-in-law, but Waters' sister is his first wife, and the latter is his second. "Tonikov sorted out his language. Although he spoke in a big way, Gao Jun still understood that this was a competition for favor in the harem.

The Sherell tribe is a large tribe with a population of about [-]. Of course, it cannot be compared with that kind of super-large tribe, but it can be regarded as a throne.

"Besley's sister gave birth to a son for Cambesto four days ago, and Waters' sister's son is 11 years old."

Yes, princes have them.

It seems that it is a struggle between the two families. If anyone's son can climb up, whether it is Besley or Waters, they can go to a higher level.

This represents a steady stream of banknotes and benefits.

Relatives fight for the top!

The things left by the ancestors are also very popular in modern times, especially in this polygamous country.

There is Swaziland next door, and their king is the 67th son. Even if the eldest prince cannot inherit the throne because of the ancestral system, it is not his 67th turn.

Nothing tricky in it?

who knows.

Gao Jun squinted his eyes and was playing with the lighter in his hand, when he heard the sound of clicking, clicking, looking at the information on the intelligence, his mind was spinning rapidly, whether he could do it in this "clash of tribal chief candidates" What role do you play?
Can I have some meat?

If you fail, will you still have time to run away?

These thoughts flashed through my mind.

But in the end they were all summed up into one word, "Do it!"

A gust of wind blew outside, blowing a corner of the curtain at the door, and a beam of sunlight just hit his face, but it looked particularly gloomy.

"Kill Besley!"

"However, we must get Torwaters into the water, so that he will sell us when the time comes, and his ass is not clean."

When doing things, you have to think clearly, and you have to pull the other party down, so that people outside know that Gao Jun is working for Waters.

Gao Jun is not an idiot. Did he just hold Besley's head and look for him?Waters can sell you to your brother-in-law and express your abilities.

"Go to the black market, and in his name, offer a reward of $6000 for Besley's head!"

It looks fake, and it is fake, but it is just a name.

Rumors can kill.

Even in a civilized society, rumors are too late to justify, let alone backward Africa?

According to legend, it is said that you, Waters, hired someone to do it, so it must be!

It's useless for you to quibble.

"And..." Gao Jun was about to continue, but suddenly he turned his head and frowned, "Who is outside?"

"gentlemen."

Lu Wu opened the curtain and walked in, nodding towards Tonikov, "I want to get rich."

When Gao Jun saw him, his expression eased, "Have you figured it out?"

"Yeah." Lu Wu nodded, "I need a lot of money, my mother is hospitalized, and the doctor said she needs chemotherapy."

"But my money is not easy to earn."

"I have joined the army, I have been a scout, I have taken down 4 bunkers on the battlefield by myself, I am a first-class shooter, I have rich combat experience, and I have won second-class military exploits."

This should be the most spoken word by Lu Wu.

"After a person returns to the so-called civilized world after going through any war, when the starless night comes, the messy reality will cause serious paranoia and maladjustment to real life." - " Taxi Driver" Taxi Driver (1976).

Gao Jun thought of the lines in this movie.

"I need money!"

The eyes of the two people looked at each other, one saw the longing in the other's eyes, and the other saw the inquiry, as if to say, are you really ready?
After a while of silence.

Gao Ju said, "I can give you a chance. If you do it, I will give you 6000 US dollars."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Help me kill someone!"

Lu Wu was silent, which ran counter to his beliefs.

But thinking of his mother on the hospital bed, he clenched his fists, "Okay."

"Don't worry, I won't let you go alone. Tony and Yevgeny will go together. They will tell you who the target is."

Lu Wu nodded and was sent away by Gao Jun.

Tonikov can speak Chinese, he is of mixed race, he looked at the boss and asked, "Just tell him this plan? Will..."

"Are you afraid that he will call the police?" Boss Gao laughed.

"What can a person who has no contacts or influence in a war-torn area do? You just need to take him to see it. Killing is the same on the battlefield as it is in private, but the beautification and public opinion are different. .”

Tonikov nodded lightly.

At this time, when Lu Wu went out, he happened to see Ma Guohua.

"Xiao Lu." The other party called him, and the former came back to his senses and raised his head, "Mr. Ma."

"How did you get out of his room? Let me tell you, don't get too close to him. This person is very dangerous. We can't help it if we cooperate now. Everyone's life is important."

Ma Guohua said tirelessly, and deliberately lowered his voice, for fear that Gao Jun inside would hear it.

"President Ma..." Lu Wu suddenly interrupted the other party's words.

"what happened?"

"I'm resigning, I'm not going to do it anymore."

Ma Guohua was confused, "You have to go back to China if you resign, and you have to go through the formalities." Before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Wu's expression, and his expression suddenly changed, "You don't mean to go with him, do you?"

"You are so confused!"

"He is doing a deadly business. If he doesn't pay attention, he will die. Are your parents still waiting for you in China? I won't allow it!"

"It should be, no one knows the taste of death better than me, right?" Lu Wu's rhetorical question made Ma Guohua unable to refute.

"Do you know what he does?"

"Yes, arms dealer."

"This is a crime. If you do this, you will not be able to return to your country!"

Lu Wu's body trembled.

Ma Guohua thought it was effective and continued to persuade him.

"Mr. Ma, I don't know whether people are guilty or not. I only know that I was blind. Now I want to see the light again, and I want to live for myself. Am I guilty?"

"Little Lu..."

"We are called rats because rats will do anything in order to survive, just like me at that time."

Lu Wu smiled and walked around Ma Guohua.

The latter had complicated eyes, and looked back at the compartment blocked by the door curtain. He really wanted to rush in, grabbed Gao Jun and asked, what kind of ecstasy water did he pour on the other party.

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The hardest thing for people to do is empathize.

Everyone has difficulties, live hard, and work hard to survive.

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(End of this chapter)