I want to be a warlord

Chapter 234 Is it polite enough to give money even though I can grab it?

Chapter 234 Is it polite enough to give money even though I can grab it?
Wang Zhen didn't want to set fire to the building.

Killing people is fine, but setting fires has the taste of terrorism.

Besides, he thought there was something for Ibn Rahman to do to put an end to it.

Going downstairs, standing in the lobby on the first floor, Wang Zhen raised his hand and looked at his watch.

Ibn Rahman did not dare to procrastinate, and got down within half a minute.

"Stop." Wang Zhen yelled, "Take off your clothes, take off your clothes!"

You can't have any illusions about this group of people.

Wang Zhen's words made the faces of several people standing on the corner platform of the stairs on the first floor ugly.

The six subordinates looked at Ibn Rahman one after another. Ibn gritted his teeth and forced an ugly smile, "Take off!"

"Mommy Falk!" The donkey cursed directly, and there were actually two people with bombs strapped to their bodies.

These people are certainly not terrorists, but they all do the same thing.

The two looked at Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen shook his head helplessly, quickly pulled out the Glock from his waist, and raised his hand to shoot twice.

With a distance of about 20 meters, after deliberate and long-term gun feel practice, there is no possibility of missing the shot at all.

With two 9mm shots, the heads of the two were blown off on the spot, and the corpses swayed and fell down.

In the ear, Ibn Rahman and the other four rushed downstairs with horror in their eyes.

No one knows better than them that the absolute majority of body bombs are detonated by being shot.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Wang Zhen fired three shots again, and the three were shot, but they were not fatal.

This forced the five rushing people to stop.

"Who is Ibn Rahman?" Wang Zhen asked coldly.

The four looked at Eben.

"Your name is Ibn Rahman!" Wang Zhen walked over and kicked him to the ground.

"Isn't it good to sell your oil well?"

"Why the fuck did you increase the price!" Wang Zhen kicked several times as soon as he came.

He is not a lunatic, he just wants to make money quietly, but there is such a person that makes him have to come out and kill people!
Ibn Rahman held his head, and he was also crazily regretting in his heart. If he had known that these people were so fierce, how could he dare to raise the price.

"Don't kill me, I won't raise the price. This is not my decision alone. It is the Azigu family. If you kill me, it is tantamount to provoking the Azigu family. They will not let you go for the sake of family honor. Yes!" Ibn Rahman added chips to himself while making promises.

"boom!"

Wang Zhen raised his hand and fired a shot. The only guy who was not injured just now was shot in the head, and his body fell to the ground, but his eyes were still staring at Wang Zhen.

He threatened you, why did you kill me! ?

Ibn Rahman screamed in fright, and he was greatly relieved when he found out that the person next to him died.

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language." Wang Zhen pointed his gun.

"You are the ones invited by You, right? I promise, I guarantee that in Anbar Province in the future, the oil he will use will be the cheapest!" Ibn Rahman glanced at Wang Zhen and Guo Jingyun, and said quickly .

"You don't even know who we are?" Wang Zhen looked at the other party amusedly.

"Ah?" Ibn Rahman was stunned.

"Do you think that all Chinese are easy to bully, and they will pay immediately if they are frightened?" Wang Zhen asked with narrowed eyes.

"I, I..." Ibn Rahman didn't know how to answer.

Doing business depends on people ordering dishes, and of course it is the same when he sells oil.

Black people are the cheapest, because they are not only poor, but also like to rob.

White people are more expensive, white people have money, and their lives are more precious. As long as you strap a bomb on your body, you can sell more regardless of whether it is true or not.

The Chinese are the most expensive, the Chinese are rich, and the whole world knows they are easy to bully. As long as things don't get too big, they will definitely let things go and let others go.

Wouldn't it be foolish not to slap a slap on someone like this?

How did I know that I ran into a hard stubble this time!

"Stupid!"

He didn't need to answer, Wang Zhen already understood.

He was very angry in his heart, and he didn't know who he was angry with, so Guo Jingyun's face was also very ugly.

"What's the name of the Azigu family behind you, call him." Wang Zhen threw the phone to Ibn.

"Okay, okay." Eben nodded again and again, a smile finally appeared on his face.

Chinese are Chinese.

The phone was connected again, and Iben said quickly: "Mr. Azigu, I am Iben. I was caught by them. They want to talk to you."

"Balham Azigu?" Wang Zhen asked.

"I don't care who you are." A somewhat angry voice came from the phone, "Release Iben immediately, you are fighting against the Azigu family..."

"boom!"

Under Iben's unbelievable gaze, Wang Zhen raised his hand and shot. A bullet pierced through the center of Iben's eyebrows, leaving a hole the size of a fist in the back of his head. Blood and brains sprayed everywhere.

The sound of the gun also cut off the voice on the phone.

"Excuse me, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, please say it again." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"You you you..." The person on the other end of the phone asked incredulously, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I'll cut a hole in Eben's head, don't thank me."

"You are provoking the Azigu family!"

"Bang!" Wang Zhen killed another person.

"You are right. I am provoking the Azigu family. Is there any problem?"

"You!" Balham Azigu was stunned, he couldn't believe what he heard, he must be crazy, even those terrorists are not so vicious!

Also give the Azigu family some face!

"Balham Azigu, right? Tell me where you are now. I'll go find you now. Of course, you can also play hide-and-seek with me. However, my patience is limited. I won't be the one who will find you. It's a 7.62mm bullet."

"Oh, it could be 12.7 too, who knows."

"How? Have you considered it!"

Wang Zhen's tone was very relaxed, but it revealed absolute confidence and firmness, which kept Balham Azigu silent for a while.

Well, he didn't dare to bet on whether the other party would hit him with a black gun.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here." After hanging up the phone, Balham Azigu immediately called his father.

If you can't solve it by yourself, then you have to find your parents.

Not ashamed.

……

The police really didn't show up, Iraq, whether it's a terrorist attack, or whatever the hell, is there anything the police should be fussing about?
What if you run into a lunatic?
Bang bang two bombs, who is responsible?

How much salary do you work so hard?
It's not an important facility!
Besides, important facilities have their own security personnel, much better than the Iraqi police!

They don't need to be responsible.

Wouldn't it be nice to go after eating and drinking tea?
After half an hour.

"Are you sure you want to go by yourself?" Guo Jingyun frowned and asked, "This is too risky."

"It's okay." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "The bigger the family, the more worries they have. They dare not take risks."

"Jaeger, poet, is the arrangement ready?"

"It's set up."

"Let's fly the drone, I'm going." Wang Zhen said, pushed the door and got off the car.

After walking a few tens of meters, Wang Zhen stood at the gate of Azigu's mansion. Wang Zhen rang the doorbell, "Look for Balham Azigu."

The iron gate opened automatically, and Wang Zhen walked in. In the sky, a drone also flew over and hovered.

At the gate of the villa, four bearded men wearing black robes and holding AKM stared coldly at Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen walked up with a smile on his face, and unceremoniously pushed the person blocking the way away. The four black robes looked ugly, and when they looked up, the drone hovered more than ten meters above their heads. Did not dare to say anything.

Wang Zhen pushed the door open and walked in, and the four quickly followed.

Looking around, there was only one servant in the hall.

Big family panache!

Cursing his lips, Wang Zhen went directly to the sofa and sat down, as if he had returned to his own home. He raised his head and said to the servant, "Have a cup of coffee, add milk and sugar, but not too sweet."

The servant responded and turned to prepare.

A few minutes later, the coffee came up, and footsteps were heard on the stairs not far away. A young man in a white robe and a white cloth on his head came late, with a big spectrum, but his eyes fell on Wang Zhen who was drinking coffee. I never left.

"Balham Azigu, right? Sit down. You're welcome." Wang Zhen put down his coffee, looked up, smiled and pointed to the seat next to him.

The corners of Balham Azigu's mouth twitched and his brows were tightly frowned. The attitude of Wang Zhen, the host, obviously didn't take him seriously.

The more he likes to put on a show, the more he cares about the sense of ritual, the more he cannot accept this attitude from others, especially for Balham, a young man who is used to being superior.

"You, stand up for me, this is Azigu's house!"

"Oh, and then?" Wang Zhen put his elbows on his thighs, supported his head with his hands, and looked at the other party with a faint smile on his face, "What are you going to do?"

"You, you, you impolite fellow!" Balham Azigu didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Why am I being rude?" Wang Zhen frowned. "I can obviously grab it directly, but I still agree to buy the diesel at the original price and am ready to pay. Am I still being rude?"

"I could have greeted you directly with the 107 bazooka, but I still came in person. Isn't that polite enough?"

"This is already the greatest sincerity I can show!"

"Okay, young man, sit down and talk. I don't like others standing taller than me." Wang Zhen gestured to the sofa seat next to him.

Balham Azi's old-fashioned face turned red, and he didn't want to lose his demeanor, so he could only walk over and sit down. Four black robes stood behind him immediately, one of them bowed his head and said something in his ear, and then the four He stared at Wang Zhen covetously.

"Let me introduce myself, Brilliant Defense and Security Company, Wang Zhen." Wang Zhen pointed to himself, "It's me, who just killed Ibn with my own hands."

"you……"

As soon as Balham Azigu opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Wang Zhen waving his hand, "I didn't come to listen to what you said, but to inform you."

"I don't know you, so don't try to provoke me, otherwise, you and the Azigu family will be retaliated by us, it's as simple as that."

"Understand?"

(End of this chapter)

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