My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 136 Look, How Charitable He Smiles (6K!)
Thirteenth bureau factory, in a cubicle.

Gao Jun crossed Erlang's legs and shook them. He seemed to be in a good mood. He held a cigarette in his right hand.

"I heard that you guys started a fight? It's not bad, who won?" He said casually, but from Tonikov's ears, he knew that the boss was hiding a knife in his smile.

The two remained silent.

Gao Jun glanced at Lu Wu, then waved his head at Tony, who handed him a stack of US dollars and stuffed them into his arms.

"This is your reward. I mean what I say. 6000 US dollars should allow you to stay in the hospital for a while." Gao Jun said with a smile, "Don't worry, President Ma doesn't know about this matter, and I will also close the door." Come on, you can go home safely."

Hearing this, Lu Wu felt a little anxious. He raised his head, "Sir..."

Gao Jun stood up and straightened his collar, "People can have principles and bottom lines, which is very noble, but I don't like it very much. You may not be suitable for the company."

This reason made Lu Wu speechless.

He is human!

It's normal for people to have their own ideas, but the performers on the stage are all dirty, hypocritical politicians, crazy bitches, even gentleman drug lords, everyone is playing Himself, if there is a bottom line.

That can only be the audience.

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the cubicle. He was willing to give Lu Wu a chance simply because the other party came to him by himself, which surprised him.

Unexpectedly...

"It's really fragrant." Standing at the door of the cubicle, he put the cigarette under his nose and sniffed it. It was very fragrant shredded tobacco, "What brand is this?"

"Chesterfield," said Boris.

"Buy two more, and bring them back to Taylor and the others to try. You must bring some gifts when you come out, right?"

"Boss, Chesterfield cigarettes are from the United States." Bancroft is still too simple and honest, so he said it directly. .”

"Yes...is there?" Bancroft wanted to continue talking, but Boris next to him finally couldn't bear to look at him and pulled down his clothes. After realizing it, he hurriedly nodded, "Yes, I have been abroad. Like studying abroad, studying in Africa is also considered studying abroad, right.”

This brat just can't speak.

The mind is too simple, and you know that you are carrying an RPK light machine gun.

Gao Jun was afraid that he would be cheated to death.

In particular, there are now two factions within the company, the Soviet faction and the Yankees. These two countries have been in a cold war for decades, and the thinking of confrontation and conflict has long been instilled in the mind.

In particular, they are all retired from the army, and their thinking is more radical. Now Gao Jun can still live in the town, but if there are too many people, it is easy to cause internal chaos.

Don't think that mercenaries really have no other thoughts.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes!

Internal struggles are often more brutal than external ones.

However, Boss Gao has no restrictions, as long as the work is done well, my eyes are not blind.

"Let's go see Mr. Waters, maybe, he is already in a state of distress." Gao Jun put the cigarette in his mouth, put it in his pocket, and told Bancroft and Evgeny to keep it.

"Boss, will it be unsafe for the three of you to go?" Yevgeny asked worriedly.

"Is it safe to add the two of you?"

"... "

This is true. As the boss of the local gangster, at least he has more people than Gao Jun. One bullet per person would turn Napoleon into a dagger.

When you come out to do business, you always have to consider the possibility of being shot to death, so you have to save yourself a backhand, "If I am killed, the company will be disbanded on the spot, and you will tell me the whole plan to assassinate Besley. Cambesto (Dakar regular), maybe, I can see him in God."

Yevgeny was taken aback, seeing the boss's ease and admiration, he nodded slightly.

Shopping malls are like battlefields, do you think it's a joke?

Especially those who do gray business, if you are not careful, you may be filled into the sea.

After greeting Ma Guohua, the other party frowned when they heard that Gao Jun and the others were going out.

"Don't worry, I will keep two employees. They are capable enough to protect you, and we will come back soon. Besides, they won't come in such heavy rain." Gao Jun glanced outside, and then seemed to swear said.

I didn't notice at all that the expressions of Tony, Yevgeny and others behind me gradually became abnormal...

Seeing that he was so determined, Ma Guohua also agreed.

Anyway, if he disagreed, wouldn't he just leave?These legs grow on their own legs, which are useless.

"Don't you have an umbrella?" Gao Jun looked around. This place where no shit is really full of disgusting waste, and the air is also filled with a strong smell.

Senegal is not self-sufficient in even an umbrella and imports everything.

Tony drove a car over.

A Lexus, funny to say, Africa has nothing, but Africa has everything!
People from all over the world are smuggling here!

do not know either…

Where did the Africans get their money?

After thinking about it, Africans have no money, but the government has money. Blacks are not good at running the country, but making money is the number one. On Swiss bank accounts, even the fingerprint machine is black.

It's faded!

The sound of the Lexus pressing the puddle was nice, the tires slammed and the chassis scraped.

Headed towards Waters' "mansion".

...

On an avenue called Bonaparte in Dakar, this should be regarded as a luxurious and wealthy area in the country.

The president's official residence is nearby, including the major ministers who are close to him.

Nubia also arranged an air defense force here, all DzSU-23 23mm double-barreled anti-aircraft guns, which can destroy low-altitude targets and even shoot flat.

Three steps, one post, five steps, one sentry.

As soon as the Lexus drove past, it was stopped by armed soldiers in military uniforms. A captain with red badges came over, knocked on the hood, and signaled them to drive back.

"Sir, we are here to find friends." The co-pilot Boris pushed the car down, raised his hand and shouted, holding a stack of CFA francs in his hand, putting it on the hood, and smiling.

The captain's tantrum immediately shrank, his eyes stayed on Franc for a few more seconds, and he licked his lower lip, "Who are you looking for?"

"Waters Scott."

The captain's eyebrows twitched. As a "watchdog", of course he knew what the name represented. Among Nubia's confidantes, the most ruthless one was not the Minister of Intelligence, but the current leader of the Sherer movement leader.

As his brother-in-law, Waters is also quite famous.

"He's not in a good mood right now, sir." The captain said more for the sake of the money. Besley's death caused a lot of noise. He also heard about it, and Waters was involved in the whirlpool.

Boris looked back at the boss sitting in the car.

"We are journalists from the United States. You can contact him and want to interview him about something."

Of course the captain doesn't believe this nonsense, journalist?
Why don't you say you're here to sell Jin Kela?
"Please wait a moment." The blacks have learned to use honorifics, the captain glanced at his subordinates, ran back to the sentry box by himself, and contacted them by phone.

"This place is stricter than the Pentagon." Tonikov said with his hands on the steering wheel.

"When you go to the zoo, is it true that ferocious animals are far more strictly controlled than gentle-looking animals? They should put a sign at the door: wild orangutan, please do not approach." Gao Jun sat behind and whispered.

Tonikov smiled face-to-face.

In Bonaparte Avenue, the tallest building is the presidential residence, and the villa in Waters is on the periphery, next to the leaders of various departments.

He can be here thanks to his sister.

At this time, in the villa, Yingying Yanyan sounded, and I saw a black man lying in the swimming pool, and there were seven or eight beauties of various colors in it, without clothes.

Waters raised his head with a look of relief.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps by his ears. He turned his head and saw his subordinate running over. He couldn't help but glance at the woman in the swimming pool. He swallowed, but quickly lowered his head. .

"Boss, just now there was a phone call from the sentry box. Someone came to you and said that a journalist from the United States wanted to interview you." The younger brother said softly.

Waters was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Journalist?" He was indeed a little unexpected, but he was also a little proud, American?Has his reputation spread to that world?

Nubia has been interviewed by French journalists, which is a cool thing, isn't it?
Waters didn't think much, and agreed directly, "Let them come in."

If you can expand your reputation, it will definitely be good for your business.

The younger brother responded, and just as he was about to leave, he heard the boss behind him ask, "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"There is no news yet, but it is certain that the murderer is an Asian."

"You can't let me blow up the entire yellow community in Dakar, you idiot! Do you know how many Asians there are in Dakar?"

The younger brother shrank his head.

Waters waved impatiently, "Go away."

The other party was so busy that he ran away, and just two steps away, he heard the boss growl, "Damn it, bitch, you hurt me!"

Waters grabbed a white woman by the hair and held him firmly in the water. The other woman thumped and struggled, choking on water. The other women beside her watched this scene in horror.

None of them dared to move.

Some even trembled.

After a while, the white man stopped moving and floated on top of it.

Waters got up from the pool with a dark face, and a bodyguard handed him a towel and a cigar.

"Get rid of them, this batch of goods is not good, let Europe send another batch." He clicked back with his right thumb.

The bodyguard nodded, then pulled the bolt of the Type 56 submachine gun in his hand, and swept a wave into the swimming pool.

Those women who couldn't dodge were killed on the spot!

The entire swimming pool was stained red with blood.

Still looking very calm, Waters exhaled a puff of smoke, "Clean it up." After speaking, he went to the room to change clothes. He had to dress better for the interview.

Look at the bodyguard...

Obviously not the first time.

Greeting people, first carry out the body.

The guard post in front received a call, and the captain put a sticker on the car, indicating that the car could pass, and then accepted the CFA francs very bluntly, and gave a goodbye gesture.

The Lexus drove towards the inside, and soon arrived at the entrance of Waters' villa, and was guided to park in the parking space. Gao Jun got out of the car, looked up and looked around, and could see that the security inside was heavily guarded.

"Please follow me." Ma Zai looked up and down a few people, leading the way, Gao Jun nodded, followed him into the villa, and smelled a strong smell of blood in the air, and some people were holding mops under the swimming pool clean.

And there was a garbage truck, Gao Jun glanced inside, his expression changed, it was all corpses!

Seven or eight corpses curled up like this, like a pile of garbage, too horrible to look at directly.

"Waters' gang and human trafficking business, these should be..." Tonikov said with a smile beside him.

Gao Jun nodded.

"Friends from the press, welcome!" Waters, who had changed into a suit, walked to the door and said enthusiastically with open arms. When he saw the garbage truck, his expression froze and he glared at the people next to him.

Then he looked at Gao Jun with a half-smile, "You may not have seen this, right? It won't appear on the news, right?"

Does this guy really believe his bullshit?
"Our job is to report news, not to forge news. Forgery is the government's business." Gao Jun saw that the other party's eyes were wrong, and hurriedly said, "But freedom of the press means that they can choose what to show them."

"very good."

Waters patted Gao Jun on the shoulder, very satisfied with his sense of humor, a group of people walked into the hall, there was a pair of large ivory inside, the price is not cheap!

"May I know which news media you are from?"

"Tinder Company." Gao Jun didn't even blink. If it doesn't exist now, it doesn't mean it won't exist in the future.

Waters frowned. He felt that the name was so familiar, and he always felt that he had heard it somewhere.

"Actually, apart from the news media, we are also a legitimate trade organization willing to help African friends,"

The smile on Waters' face froze, and he finally came to his senses, shit, what was in front of him was not a reporter at all!
With anger in his eyes, he glared at Gao Jun.

"You are lying to me!"

"No, no, no, I'm here to interview you, and I want to get successful experience from you. This is called learning, isn't it?" Boss Gao said calmly, with a smile on his face.

"I'm here to talk to you about cooperation, Mr. Waters, we do what we should do, if you need reporters, it's very simple, I can help you bring a plane of reporters from the United States, as long as you want, I have This strength." Gao Jun tried his best to appear as awesome as possible.

"I seem to know who you are. Besley seems to have asked someone to trouble you before!"

Gao Jun: "You know all about this?"

"I don't know anything about him. If I want, I can put two HIV-positive women next to him, and let him find a condom within ten kilometers." Waters' face was black, eyelids Spasm, "Asian..."

"You killed Besley?!"

This is a mistake, right?

"Shouldn't he die?" Gao Jun asked back.

"It really is you! Bastard, you are dead. I was afraid that I couldn't explain to Cambesto, so you came to the door." Waters shouted, and the bodyguard behind him pointed at Gao Jun and his party with a 56. people.

The scalps of Tonikov and Boris were numb.

They don't have the guys on them.

It is impossible for others to let you in.

"56 rush? Chinese? It's too old. This thing can't even wear the latest European body armor. You should change your weapon. I'm an arms dealer. If you kill me, you may lose a lot of money." Boss Gao's expression remained unchanged, and he hooked his hand towards Boris, who hurriedly handed over the box in his hand.

Gao Jun pushed the box over and motioned him to open it.

Waters hesitated, eyeing him suspiciously.

"Don't worry, it can't be a bomb. If it is, I will definitely be killed by the bomb."

The other party thought for a while, looked at one of the bodyguards, and was still very cautious, what if there was poison on it?
When Gao Jun saw this scene, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. With this courage, he will be an African gangster in this life. To be a big brother, one must have drive. A person who cherishes his body will never be able to stand on a high ground.

When the bodyguard opened the suitcase, he saw all CFA francs inside.

"Here is 200 million francs, which is my meeting gift."

Nothing is better than money.

That's roughly equivalent to nearly $2.

Look at the way they haven't seen the big scene.

The bodyguard couldn't help but reached out and touched it, his eyes glowed.

"Go away!" Waters kicked the opponent away, fixed his eyes on Franc, raised his head, and looked at Gao Jun, "For me?"

Gao Jun smiled and nodded.

Waters was greedy with only a sliver of reason, "What do you want?"

"This is just a meeting ceremony for friends. Can you sit down and listen to me? Besides, it's just a small business. I'm going to do big business with you."

"Don't worry, I won't say anything to embarrass you."

Waters hesitated, but a few words flashed in his mind: Bigger business!
He hesitated for a while, sat back on the sofa, and hypnotized himself, "It's just for the sake of money."

Anyone can lie in front of the dollar, but greed alone cannot.

"What do you want to say?"

Gao Jun looked at the bodyguard behind him, "Just the two of us, what follows is not suitable for more people to listen to."

Waters glanced at him, nodded slowly, and signaled the bodyguards to go out, Gao also told Tony and the others to go out and wait, and there were only the two of them left in the living room.

"What do you want to say?" The other party became impatient.

"It's actually good for you that I killed Besley. Cambesto is very young now. Although he relies on Nubia now, no one can say that he will not be able to succeed in the future. As his son and your nephew, it is natural But now that Besley's sister has also given birth to a son, who do you think this position will be left to?" Gao Jun bewitched.

"There are quite a few people in the Sherell family!"

"The patriarch is not an inheritance!" Waters exclaimed.

"It can be!"

"When you hold power, you don't think about giving up. You wear a mask for too long, and you don't remember what you look like under the mask. You live in this rich area, thinking that this is the United States. "Gao Jun chuckled, "Even in the United States, the president can inherit it, and so can the poor."

The size of the Negro's brain made him lost in thought.

Waters thought he was right!

My own sister complained once, and the harem was not peaceful.

"Besley is dead. Without external competition, this position will definitely belong to your nephew. In the future, you will earn more." Gao Jun continued.

"What if Cambesto must be handed over to him? We can't change anything!"

"We can change it, you can persuade him, if not..." Boss Gao paused, "Not everyone can take that seat, maybe, if you sit on it, you will die?"

Waters' eyes flashed. He always felt that he had mastered something, but he still couldn't understand. He frowned, "Can you be more precise?"

idiot!

Grass mud horse!
He scolded the idiot in his heart, but Gao Jun still smiled gently, "You can use bullets to kill his wrong answer, and then choose your correct answer."

"Besley can't resurrect to fight with you. If Cambesto doesn't want the tribe to be chaotic, he can only respect your choice."

Waters finally understood.

"If your nephew is too young, you can manage the tribe instead of him, and you need a mature and steady helper, don't you?"

Who could resist the temptation to be regent?
You can become the "leader" of the tribe from a small gangster in an instant.

Qi Baishi's shrimp, Xu Beihong's horse, Zhang Daqian's tiger, and Gao's cake are all unique.

People like him were called in ancient times: treacherous officials!

All by mouth.

Not to mention the risks involved.

The more Waters thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he was already the regent at this time, and his attitude towards Gao Jun suddenly changed. It was like a dog-headed military division meeting a "wise" boss.

"However, Cambesto is very angry. He asked to investigate the murderer, which is not easy." Waters crossed his legs and said so, keeping his eyes on the money next to him.

Gao Jun cursed in his heart.

"Add another 60 CFA francs, please help me solve it."

As long as you have money, you can do things well!
Waters' eyes lit up, "No problem, just leave it to me, I will help you with this matter."

Gao Jun knew that he was definitely planning to find someone to beat him up at will. This is very common. Even if Campbell knows, can he still investigate?He doesn't have that much time.

As for whether it will hurt innocent people?
What's the matter with Guan Gaojun?

Some people have more responsibility than others and they have to pay for it, but then again, if you're looking for sinners, look in the mirror.

Artists lie to tell the truth, politicians lie to cover the truth.

They all want to express one thing, the world is beautiful and kind, but the truth is that it is never the bottom people who are happy.

People who treat you well will change, only money will not change.

did you see…

Waters smiles much more charitably.

Kindness and kindness.

　ps: Are you satisfied~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)