My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 152 The speculator's ugly face!

De Gaulle?
The last man in France resurrected?

Gao Jun was taken aback when he heard the name, but immediately knew that it was just a coincidence.

Evgeny continued, "This chief is from Maasai, and he likes soba noodles with cheese and seafood soup...uh uh uh".

At this point, he paused, and apologized to the boss, "Wait a moment." He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and on the back was a blonde girl posing, and on the more private part was written a sentence in French: Words: Tu veux entrer? (Please Baidu yourself!)
Yevgeny held the reverse side in his hand. Boss Gao took a look at the girl, then took it back, and stared at the writing side, which was densely written on it.

"Is this all information from de Gaulle?"

"Uh, yes!" Yevgeny nodded, "I contacted the broker and he gave me these. It cost 200 dollars..."

"Don't worry, I will reimburse you." Gao Jun said quickly, "Can you pass it to me?"

"Of course!" The other party handed over the paper in his hand, and said sweetly, "Be careful, boss, don't put your hand on that woman's part."

Yevgeny pointed to the opposite side and said carefully.

"why?"

"In Africa, seeing a good-looking woman is as rare as seeing a cow in India. Maybe some people left traces on it." Yevgeny said with a shrug.

Gao Jun's cheeks convulsed and twitched a little, and his expression immediately became stiff. He didn't want to admit it, but that's the case with black dogs. The greatest weapon of human beings is his fantasy. Disciplined, and then... numb.

Gao Jun carefully held a corner, on which was clearly written all the news about Charles de Gaulle, even including his maintenance of a mistress in Dakar!
Italian.

Even his favorite local restaurant, where he sits, and how much he likes to tip is very clear. This broker is really talented!
Gao Jun rubbed his chin, his eyes shone shrewdly, and looked at Ma Guohua, "Mr. Ma, do you mean that the corpses of those French people are still being displayed?"

Although he didn't know why he asked this question, Ma Guohua still nodded, "It was broadcast on the news, and it was very bloody. People who didn't die were pulled by cars, and they were tortured to death in the end."

When he spoke, there was still a little fear in his tone.

Everyone knows that the black dog is out of civilization, but who knows that their civilization is so violent.

Gao Jun didn't care how the soldiers died outside the law. For speculators, how to use these corpses to make a fuss and obtain greater benefits.

War has always been a toy that makes the poor cry, makes the capitalists happy, and makes the politicians shake hands and make peace. In the end, it is the soldiers who die and the rich.

It is impossible to change, and he will not change. Gao Jun is a member of vested interests. If the gang of extrajudicial corpses operate well, he can gain a good impression in front of the French government.

The hanging hair in Paris seems to read: Favorability +1, Favorability +20!

Oh shit!

These corpses must be obtained, Boss Gao's eyes are red, and Cambesto will not easily return these corpses to the French.

He will definitely make suggestions, for example, let the French recognize his legal status in Senegal!
Gao Jun looked pensive. It seemed that he had to have a good meeting with this Mr. de Gaulle, but he had to go to Cambesto first, understand him with reason, and let him give him the body. Go sell your favorability.

Everyone has a price, let alone a corpse?
I am a businessman, sometimes, the goodwill of both parties is worth more than dollars.

"Help me prepare a car, let's go to meet Mr. Cambesto." Gao Jun said to Yevgeny.

The latter responded.

"Mr. Yuri..." Ma Guohua called from behind.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, maybe, it won't be long before you can leave the country safely. Don't worry, I won't give up halfway. Even if I lose money in business, I will have a good reputation." Gao Jun smiled. Said without laughing.

If at a loss?

Then kill them and reduce expenditure?
Although Ma Guohua didn't know where Gao Jun's confidence came from, he could only trust him now, frowning and forced a smile.

……

Dakar Presidential Palace!
In the office, Michael Jackson's "Dangerous" sounded. This album was released in November last year, and it has sold tens of millions of copies so far!

And Cambesto is wearing a large and gorgeous general costume, and he is learning how to be too scary, and there is a dance teacher next to him.

"Great, sir, you are the smartest person I've ever seen!" The dance teacher's face was stiff, but he still praised it against his will as much as possible.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he laughed dryly.

This is not an excuse. Cambesto is really quick to learn things. Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. Those who are good at work and planning must have strengths. Ordinary people can't achieve this position.

What's the difference between a president... and an emperor?
Especially African presidents.

Just really realized that the emperor took turns to do it, and came to my house today.

Panting, Cambesto said with a smile, "I thought I had the talent to be a musician or a dancer. When it's my birthday, I'll invite Michael Jackson to sing for me."

The dance teacher could only smile catering to the side.

If you invite them, will they come?

"General, Nicholas asks to see you." At this moment, the guard knocked on the door and came in and said.

"The Asian?"

"Yes."

It seems that Cambesto also forgot what Gao Jun's name is. He only knows that there is an Asian who wants to sell his own gun for $[-]!

Eight thousand...

Hehehe, your own armed forces will definitely dominate West Africa!
He wasn't afraid that the other party would lie to him, because he didn't intend to pay first at all. Cambesto always tried it first when doing business.

This is what he learned from Nubia, who once promulgated a very weird law. He wants to know whether those brides can take care of others when they get married. Therefore, he requires every married couple to register, and then He "draws" a few people from them and lets himself come first.

First check for the bridegrooms that the bride is complete.

Simply wonderful!
"Bring him in," Cambestos said.

The guard nodded, and the dance teacher was about to leave when he saw this, but Cambesto suddenly stopped him, "What do you think of my dance steps at the beginning?"

The dance teacher replied fluently, "It's great!"

But who knows, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Cambesto pick up the pistol on the table and shoot him in the head, smashing him to pieces!
The dance teacher's face was full of astonishment. To the end of his life, he couldn't figure out why the other party would shoot?
Cambesto had a serious face, "Cambesto has nothing but perfection and no blemishes. Those who have seen blemishes must die!"

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(End of this chapter)