I want to be a warlord

For some reason, when Pereira Crook saw Wang Zhen and the others, she thought of her immediate boss, Manny Daggerty, who was kidnapped by terrorists in the morning.

But according to clues provided by witnesses at the scene, it was a group of black people who kidnapped Manny Daggerty.

What was in front of me was a group of white people, well, the leader was a Chinese.

So, it should be okay!
Yes, it must be ok!

"Mr. Pereira Crook?" Wang Zhen sat on the sofa, raised his voice and shouted, then looked at the nervous woman standing aside, "Is Crook your husband?"

The woman nodded quickly.

"Then please call him, madam." Wang Zhen looked very polite, and his smile gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

If there wasn't an M16 on the coffee table...

"Oh oh oh." The woman agreed and quickly walked towards the second floor.

Wang Zhen's eyes fell on the fat black woman, "Can you please get us some cups of coffee?"

The fat maid nodded repeatedly. She was so scared to death here that she wanted to leave a long time ago.

"No, what are you all doing standing here!" Wang Zhen looked at Donkey and the others.

These guys were either standing at the door, at the window, or at the stairs on the second floor, each holding a gun and looking wary.

"Don't act like a special war. We're here to pay a visit. It's easy for you to scare the host." Wang Zhen said angrily: "It's like we are bad guys!"

The woman who had just walked up to the second floor was pulled over by a black arm and covered her mouth. Pereira Crook's expression was distorted, and she gently pulled her wife towards the inside. She was still cursing in her heart, you guys. He's the fucking bad guy!

He wanted to call the police, but he didn't dare!

If the police really come and confirm that these people are bad guys, it will be over!
Wouldn't that force these people to kidnap their entire family?
When you are an official, the first thing you must learn is to cover the lid. This may not necessarily mean that these people are ruthless and have no emotions, but that what is under the lid cannot see the light.

As long as there is no light, it's hello, hello, hello, everyone, and everything is running smoothly.

Once it sees the light, there will be a big explosion, and everyone will go to the west together!

Faced with this situation, there is no need to think about the choice.

It is this psychology that Wang Zhen exploits.

Of course, this is for people with status, status, and fame. If it's ordinary people who have no shit... that's a different story.

Wang Zhen and his group were the only ones left in the living room. Donkey and the others looked at Wang Zhen with disdain. You didn't specifically ask them to look like this!

Sitting down on the sofa, everyone still had a straight face, and the gun was not taken away from their hands. Only Wang Zhen was sitting on the sofa, with his hands on the backrest and his legs crossed, looking carefree.

Pereira Crook and his wife murmured a few words. He really didn't dare to come down, but the coffee was served, and he was really afraid that the other party would be impatient to wait and tear off the mask of hypocrisy.

He walked slowly downstairs with a stiff smile on his face, "Good evening, everyone. I am Pereira Crook."

Wang Zhen stood up, smiled and walked over with his hand, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Pereira Crook. I've taken the liberty to come here and bother you to rest. I'm Wang Zhen from the American Radiance Defense Company. You can call me My king!"

"Hello, hello, Mr. Wang." Pereira Crook shook hands while thinking about the Tejas Defense Company in his mind.

I don’t have much impression, why did they suddenly come to my door, but from the name and the appearance of this group of people, I know that this is a PMC company, and they are a group of guys who kill without batting an eyelid.

"Should we talk here or..."

"Go upstairs to the study upstairs." Pereira Crook said quickly. This group of people was engaged in the murder business, and what they were talking about must be relatively secretive.

Wang Zhen had a good attitude and a friendly smile, which made Pereira Crook feel relieved a little.

Pereira Crook: This Mr. Wang Zhen is very personable and polite!

Guns can make impulsive people calm, arrogant people humble, and greedy people generous.

Sitting across from each other in the study, Wang Zhen said directly, "Our Guanghui Defense Company has been legally registered in the United States, Greece, Iraq, and South Sudan. It is a legal private force service provider and has legal qualifications to hold weapons. "

"We have just signed a cooperation order with South Sudan. During the mission, of course we have to use arms. Because there is no port there, the arms are landed at the Mombasa port."

"But what is regrettable is that although this batch of arms is completely legal and compliant, with formal procedures recognized by the United Nations and NATO, it is still detained at the port."

When Wang Zhen mentioned this, Pereira Crook remembered that there seemed to be such a thing. Mombasa is the largest cargo distribution center in East Africa. Countless goods arrive every day. Only the special ones can Report it to them.

He recalled that it appeared to be Manny Daggerty who ordered the weapons seizure.

Thinking of Manny Daggerty, Pereira Crook shuddered, as if something had happened to him.

Look at Wang Zhen in front of you, think about how they broke in with guns and just seized your goods, you were immediately kidnapped by the Somali Al-Shabaab. It feels like this is too much of a coincidence! "Originally, I wanted to talk to Manny Dagety about this matter, but unfortunately, he was kidnapped by terrorists this morning. It's really unfortunate." Wang Zhen looked regretful, "So, I can only come to Mr. Crook."

"There are no problems with the procedures for this batch of arms. I wonder if Mr. Crook can get this batch of arms passed as soon as possible!"

"Yes, of course, I can, and I will order the release immediately tomorrow!" Pereira Crook nodded vigorously.

What is legal or not is none of Pereira Crook's business.

It doesn't matter whether it causes turmoil or not, as long as he, Pereira Crook, is not harmed!

Looking at the other party's attitude, Manny Dagerty must be dead. He is crazy to dare to challenge the guy in front of him.

As for the fact that Wang Zhen killed their Kenyan officials, violated Kenyan laws, and treated Kenya like nothing...

It's none of my business!

Seeing that Pereira Crook agreed so happily, Wang Zhen smiled and took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a cash check and pushed it over.

Pereira Crook looked down subconsciously and saw a string of zeros starting with 5. He counted fifty thousand dollars.

"This... no need, no need at all." Pereira Crook pushed back quickly. He didn't want to have any contact with a lawless person like Wang Zhen.

By the way, he had met many Chinese people before, but they were always polite. Even if he caused trouble from time to time, they were generous and never complained.

Who would have thought that there would be such cruel Chinese people.

"We can't let Mr. Pereira Crook help in vain. This is also to make friends with Mr. Crook." Wang Zhen smiled and pushed the check back again, "Why, Mr. Crook still looks down on me, Wang Zhen Do you think I'm too rude for someone who uses a gun to eat?"

"Uh... No, absolutely not." Pereira Crook laughed dryly. Seeing Wang Zhen's unsmiling eyes, she sighed inwardly and reluctantly put away the check.

It's not that he's being pretentious, it's just that it's hard for people like this to get money.

If the other party gives him $50, he will do something worth $[-] for the other party!
"Haha, we are friends now." Wang Zhen smiled and stretched out his hand, and Crook also reached out to hold it together. The two looked at each other and smiled.

It's just that one is happy and the other is a little frustrated.

"Oh, by the way, as a friend, why don't you bring some gifts when you visit us for the first time?" Wang Zhen patted his head in a pretentious manner, reached out and unhooked the holster from his waist and pushed it to Crook, " I know you have three sons, and the younger one is studying in Mombasa, so this is a gift from my uncle."

"This gun has its origins. It was a gift from my friend, Major General Bevin of the US Army in Iraq."

"The public security in Kenya is not good, so leave it to the children to defend themselves."

Pereira Crook stared at the pistol on the table, wanting to pick it up and hit the guy in front of him on the head.

Who the hell gives gifts and guns to children!
Wang Zhen: Americans, their children have to buy guns.

Why the United States is the largest country in the world, this is the reason!

Crook wanted to refuse, but when he saw Wang Zhen's smiling face, he forced a smile and stopped it, "Then I will thank his Uncle Wang on behalf of the child."

"Haha, you're welcome. If your child wants to study abroad after graduating from high school, contact me. Whether it's China or the United States, it's no problem." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

These words made Crook's eyes light up. He, the second-in-command at Mombasa Port, was still a figure in Kenya, but outside the country, he was nothing.

Because the official language of Kenya is English, both of his children are studying in Tu'ao. He also wants his children to go to the United States, the United Kingdom, or Canada if that is not possible, so he has no choice but to choose Tu'ao.

Of course, China is not bad. After all, it is the second largest country in the world. I heard that it treats foreigners very well...

"King, it's settled!" Crook said with a look of surprise.

"No problem." Wang Zhen snapped his fingers, took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and showed Crook the video of the previous visit with Keir. "Look, let's get to know each other, China No. [-]."

Of course, it was edited, and it was just him and No. [-]...

Wang Zhen flipped through the photo album, and there were videos and photos he took with the former Secretary of State at the White House in Washington, and there were videos and photos taken in front of the foot-covering building with the major general Bevin had entrusted to help him with things.

Some are in Iraqi government offices, some are in different US military bases...

What the hell is strength!

Watching the video, Crook's eyes were very bright. At this moment, Wang Zhen was no longer a dangerous person in his eyes, but a big thick leg, ranked first and second in the world between China and the United States. Big countries have big figures with deep connections!

Why come to your door in the middle of the night with a gun?
Don’t big shots need to keep their travels secret?

What's wrong with having a few armed guards around you?
Of course! (End of chapter)