I want to be a warlord

Chapter 40 Wang Zhen: Hey, don't go!

In the reception room, Bourne locked the door from the inside and found a place to sit down.

After taking a sip from the bottle of ice water that Wang Zhen handed over, he said, "What's the use of those things you asked?"

Wang Zhen: "..."

The words were too direct, and it sounded like a questioning question. Of course, Wang Zhen knew that Bourne didn't mean that. This group of foreigners, especially those from the middle and lower classes, did not have the knowledge and language skills to support them to speak tactfully.

In terms of basic education, even in the world's largest country, there are still many people at the bottom who cannot understand newspapers and books.

Yes, I don't know the words.

This is related to the language system. To put it simply, many new words are created every year, and those new words that are more professional are absolutely unknown to non-professionals.

This is not a system at all with Chinese.

After organizing the language a little bit, Wang Zhen said: "The more we understand, the more we can grasp the proper way to do things. This is related to everyone's life."

"This task is not so much protection as a political statement and investment. Faisal accepted our protection, which means he is expressing to all forces in Iraq that he has defected to the Americans and has begun to It's against the mountain."

“And we are an outward manifestation of U.S. government support.”

"No, you said I have a headache. What does this have to do with our mission? It's enough to protect the target!" Bayonet Kenan rubbed his temples with a distressed expression.

"Oh, idiot!" Mountbatten sneered.

"Then what does it matter if you explain it!" The bayonet squinted.

Mountbatten: "..."

Mountbatten quietly got up from the sofa and walked towards the door.

"What are you doing?" Byrne frowned.

"Ah? I... I have a stomachache and I need to go to the bathroom." Mountbatten quickly explained.

Wang Zhen suppressed his laughter and coughed lightly, "The relationship is that our appearance will touch the interests and sensitive nerves of many people. As a member of parliament, he represents some interest groups. His competitors will definitely want to kill him after they find out that he has grown. He has political opponents, economic opponents, religious opponents."

"The other is a terrorist. Before he was protected, he was just one of hundreds of congressmen. He was nothing special, and he was not noticed and remembered by others. But it is different after receiving protection. For Ace Ace To a certain extent, Faisal now represents the face of the United States to a certain extent, killing him and publicizing it will be more sensational than creating a terrorist attack."

"So, from the moment we start protecting Faisal, we're going to face a lot of danger, life-threatening."

"That's right, it's an attack anyway, do you know what the difference is?" Shovel Joey didn't understand either.

"Ahem, I also have a stomachache." Bayonet Kenan raised his hand, stood up and walked quickly towards the door, "It hurts, it hurts."

Bourne: "..."

Wang Zhen: "..."

Dare to be more fake!
Wang Zhen patted his forehead, "As Cobham said just now, the United States has chosen many such agents in Iraq, in Baghdad, and in other places, I guess hundreds of them are possible, that is to say, Faisal is not It’s not as important as we thought.”

"If I'm right, this kind of task must be paid first by the foot-covering building, and the bill has been settled."

"We need to protect Faisal, we have to show it to the Iraqis, and we have to show it to the Wujiao Building, but this kind of protection must have a limit. Once the intensity of the attack is too high, we can completely give up Faisal if we are in danger. you."

"Do you understand what I mean, that is, we don't need to risk our lives to save Feisal."

"How to judge this limit? What about the task completion rate? What about the task commission?" Bourne asked in a deep voice, and this was what troubled him.

"There is no way to judge now. I need the information provided by the company. I need to investigate the attacker's information after encountering an attack. I need to judge from many aspects. Moreover, it is uncertain what will change when I get to the place." Wang Zhen said with a wry smile. Where the stuff is clearly stated, different people's judgments are different.

Bourne put on a pain mask and sighed heavily.

"Ahem, well, why haven't the donkeys come back yet? I'll go see if they fell into the toilet." Joey coughed lightly and stood up.

Byrne glared.

Do I look so deceiving!

The poet Derek stood up silently but followed silently.

Before going out, Derek said in a low voice: "Well, don't call me next time something like this happens, just tell me who to kill, thank you."

After all, he kindly helped close the door.

Bourne looked blank, and covered his face with his hand, what a shame!

Wang Zhen: "..."

"Ahem, there is another reason. I am thinking about whether I can squeeze some oil from Faisal. After all, he is also a member of parliament. Iraq is still an oil-producing country. We risked our lives to protect him. We should be a little Say it!"

"I still have so many debts to pay."

Bourne quickly put down his hand, and his eyes looking at Wang Zhen regained their brilliance, "Very good, you can think about it more!"

"Don't worry, definitely." Wang Zhen assured.

Then, there was a knock on the door of the room, and a woman pushed the door and walked in, "Bourne, the information you want."

Wang Zhen quickly got up and took it. The introduction about the situation in Iraq and various forces was a thick stack, all printed on A4 paper.

"Part of this information is confidential, please be careful not to lose it or spread it to the outside world." The woman said softly.

"OK." Wang Zhen nodded.

The woman turned and walked out. Wang Zhen looked up after looking at the catalog and said, "Born, come and take a look, I'll analyze it for you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bourne stood up suddenly, "Then, you continue, I, I, I will go and see why they haven't come back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wang Zhen to reply, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Wang Zhen stretched out his hand to grab it but was pulled away by Bourne. He couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching immediately, and he clearly saw the taste of panic in Bourne's eyes just now.

Looking at the door opening and closing, Wang Zhen couldn't help muttering, "As for?"

……

Bourne walked quickly, as if there was something terrifying behind him. Just as he reached the elevator, he saw Mountbatten and the others.

Ten eyes facing each other...

Four people: "..."

Bourne: "..."

Ahem, Bourne broke the calm first, "The company just sent a piece of information, it's so thick!!"

As he spoke, he made gestures with an exaggerated expression, "It's all about Iraq, Wang wants me to read it along with him."

The four of Mountbatten's eyes widened with astonishment, "Does he want you to die?"

"I think so too!" Byrne nodded approvingly, "If I could see it, I wouldn't have failed the entrance exam to a community college!"

"I remember Wang said he graduated from middle school."

"Seems to be."

"Knowing three languages, but also like to watch such boring things, how perverted."

Joey nodded heavily, "I swear, I can fall asleep after reading a page of that kind of thing."

"Heh, I only need half a page!" Kenan pouted.

"I just need to take a look!" Mountbatten was not to be outdone.

"Stupid." The poet looked up at the ceiling, "People's joys and sorrows are not the same..."

The elevator door opened, five people walked in, and faint voices could be heard, "Then go and see!"

"Ahem, I just bought a new game."

"Go together, go together!"

"What about the mission?"

"Wait for him..."

(End of this chapter)