My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 32 The best way to be your own boss!
The off-road vehicle is galloping in the desert with the breeze of sunset.

Layers of yellow sand were rolled up around the edges of the tires.

Gao Jun's expression car is very complicated.

From the corner of the eye, he kept watching from the passenger seat of the car.

That's dollars!

It's freedom!
It's ambition!
Of course he knew the consequences of killing Newman and the two, which was equivalent to a complete break with Tomanby, and the most important thing was to throw Paul out to take the blame. The consequences can be imagined.

嗏

A well-thought-out person is not easy to coax, and a virgin whore is worthless!
Gao Jun is not a person who is content with the status quo in his bones.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be good for him to be an insurance seller?

But he is not reconciled, everyone is going to die in life, but why some people can enjoy a life that others have never heard of when they are alive?

And some people come to the world to experience hell?
Everyone is equal?

fuck you!

Equality is never possible.

Some were born in Rome, and some were born fools.

Like Gao Jun, besides a bad life, what else can you fight for?
As for cheating and cheating, will you feel sorry?
The co-pilot's hundreds of thousands of dollars in cash and the box of gold bars at the back of the car should be able to cover his conscience.

Close relatives and friends are worth only 20 US dollars!
This money can be used as the first pot of gold.

Gao Jun looked into the distance with gloomy eyes, but couldn't help the surging in his heart, and honked the horn vigorously. The whole desert was listening to his joy!
...

Jubail.

small town.

The resident population is only about 3 people.

But because of the Kuwait war, the number of personnel here has increased sharply, most of them are foreign "speculators".

The Saudi government implemented semi-military control here, and the army took over the security. When Gao Jun was driving into the city, he was stopped by the inspection point.

A tall, well-dressed lieutenant came out, but the first thing that attracted Gao Jun was his military boots.

Dana!

$300 a pair.

The big dog is really rich!

Gao Jun rolled down the glass and smiled what he thought was handsome, "Good evening, lieutenant."

The other party was startled when he saw his Asian face, but he was also very polite, "Hello, sir, I need to check."

an examination?
Gao Jun looked at the soldiers around him, and said, "It should."

He knocked on the plaque next to him, took out his passport from inside, and handed it over. The lieutenant took it, and when he opened it, he saw a stack of dollars inside, all of which were Franklin.

The lieutenant frowned.

Gao Jun's heart tightened, dammit, you won't be so "loyal to serve the country?"

"Sir, your actions have violated our laws." The lieutenant said with a twinkle in his eyes.

Gao Jun was flustered, but he still smiled calmly, took out another five hundred dollars, and pressed it on the opponent's palm, "Today, the weather is relatively dark, so it should be able to cover the law, right?"

The lieutenant raised his head to look at the sky and nodded, "Yes, the dark night in the desert is always scary. Do you need me to arrange a place for you? It's cheap and safe."

"Of course, when I see you, I know that my safety is guaranteed."

"Wait for me a moment, I'll take you there."

The lieutenant was very satisfied with Gao Jun's sense of humor, so he gave some instructions to his subordinates, walked to the co-pilot seat, opened the door and got in the car.

The smell of blood in the air could be smelled at a glance.

"Are you here for business?"

Gao Jun glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Yes."

The lieutenant didn't ask any further questions. It's not good to know too much about some things. Besides, people gave you money, and you still have to get to the bottom of it. This is a bit disrespectful to the dollar.

In the city, you can see two or three or seven or eight people walking side by side everywhere. They are all strong men. Although they don't have any weapons in their hands, at a glance, they feel that this group of people is definitely not simple.

"They're all mercenaries." Seeing Gao Jun's eyes, the lieutenant followed him and explained, with a bit of disdain in his tone, "These vultures that come here when they smell blood are simply disgusting." Sick, but Saudi Arabia is not a war zone and we don't allow them to enter any cities with weapons."

There was a warning and disdain in his words.

Gao Jun could hear it, he meant it for himself.

Disdain?

Brother, your Saudi army can be beaten out of shit by the guerrillas. People make jokes: Sending artillery for thousands of miles, the Houthis are full!
Feel free to mock the mercenaries.

To put it bluntly, dozens of people can single out your battalion.

Of course, Gao Jun would not say such hurtful words, instead he kept complimenting the lieutenant for his excellent work, which made the other party have a good impression of him.

"If you need help, you can come to me. My name is Flago. In this city, I have the final say."

It seems that this guy is not without background.

"My name is Yuri."

The lieutenant said he had made a note of it.

The off-road vehicle drove to the center of the city, and the place that Frago introduced was really good. The typical decoration in the Middle East, although not resplendent, is also magnificent!
When Frago went looking for someone, Gao Jun just stood in the hall with a bag on his back and a briefcase in his hand. There were many people of all kinds coming in and out, and many of them looked him up and down, with malicious intentions. .

He could hear someone talking softly, and it was him.

Being looked at like an animal made me feel uncomfortable, and Gao Jun was also in a bad mood.

But luckily the lieutenant came over with someone who looked like a manager, and when they saw Flago in military uniform, the group stopped a lot.

"This is Taylor, my friend. If you need anything, you can find him."

Gao Jun shook hands with a smile and said hello.

"Then you can rest assured, I still have something to do, I'll go first."

"Mr. Flago."

Gao Jun stopped him, glanced at Taylor, turned around and secretly handed the lieutenant $200, "Thank you for your help."

Be interesting!

Did you see that, this is Zhiqu.

Flago patted him on the shoulder happily, "I like making new friends the most. You are very nice."

Gao Jun took advantage of the situation and came up with an idea, "I will stay in Jubail for two more days, and I would like to ask you to send someone to protect me."

He is not in a hurry to leave, he has to wait and see the situation first, and think about the follow-up business. He is more inclined to go to Afghanistan to find a local smuggler to buy a batch of arms left by the Soviet Union and sell them to African natives.

Of course, you can also go directly to the Soviet Union, which looks terminally ill and half-dead, but there are many people waiting to be fed. If you put in some money, you will definitely get what you want.

The general trend of history!
Frago frowned when he heard Gao Jun's request.

"$500!"

"make a deal!"

The answer is quite refreshing.

Sure enough, money can make Mo Tuui ghost!

Gao Jun is also full of confidence now, with more than 20 US dollars in his hand, if he wants to be stable, he can deposit this money in the bank, and the annual interest is enough for him.

$1990 in 20…

Not a lot.

……

　ps: The one in the early morning is updated now, and there is another one in the evening, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)