I want to be a warlord

Putting aside the series of troubles in Najishot for the time being, we accelerated all the way and finally arrived in Juba in the evening.

After entering the city, the car turned around and drove straight to Kendall's house.

Wang Zhen did contact Kiel, but was not prepared to see him immediately.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" When they met, Kendall smiled and gave Wang Zhen a hug, "Is there something wrong, my friend?"

"Yes." Wang Zhen nodded, "I have a big problem and I need your help."

"Let's go in and talk."

After chatting for a while, Kendall thanked Wang Zhen for helping him kill the two traitors Dick Sears and Didier. After having coffee, Wang Zhen talked about what happened today.

"These guys went a little too far." Kendall frowned. Of course, they were just dead spots. Many people died in Nansu every day, but he didn't care.

"I don't want the seven-party alliance to cause trouble over this matter. It will affect the start-up of the cement plant and your income." Don't be too roundabout when talking to this group of people. Wang Zhen pointed out directly, "In any case, you The price you get from me is cheaper than the price smuggled from, and when the time comes, it may not be possible to resell it to Congo and Uganda."

"And making a fuss about this matter will not do any direct benefit to you or the Salvation Front, except for provoking a few enemies."

"In addition, there is a saying in our country that giving a glass of water to a person when he is dying of thirst is far more valuable than inviting him to drink more wine!"

"The first person I looked for when I came to Juba was you, not Kiir."

"It's a help in times of need." Although the accent was strange, it was indeed Chinese. After speaking, Kendall laughed and said, "Wang, we are friends. Of course I want to help. There is no need to say so much."

He also went to China to study...

"Yes, we are friends!" Wang Zhen laughed and stretched out his hand to shake his hand, "Actually, we have many businesses that we can cooperate with, such as timber, gum arabic, etc. I can introduce buyers to you. In addition, I know that you have planted a lot of sugar cane over there, but you lack sugar extraction technology and equipment. In fact, this is very simple."

"Of course, of course, my friend, we should help each other." Kendall still used the last four words in Chinese.

"Yes, help each other!" Wang Zhen stood up, shook hands with Kendall and then left.

Kendall didn't try to keep him either.

……

Keele Manor.

"Kiel, if there is a problem, I will come to you as soon as possible." Wang Zhen complained very much and said: "What the hell is this investment environment? I never expected that these tribal chiefs would do something like this." This kind of thing is coming!”

"I finally understand why Nansu has been unable to attract foreign investment, but it has invested its own lives in it. It has reached a new level."

Kil patted his dark forehead. This was something he didn't expect. It was indeed too much.

The international image is very bad!

"There is a video, I know you like to record videos."

Wang Zhen took out his mobile phone, clicked on the video and handed it to Keir, "Take a look."

In the video, we can clearly see that the black crowd was pressing forward, and then someone from the Shining Defense Department opened fire, and then tear gas and smoke bombs were fired.

The more he looked, the tighter his frown became, "I can't see who fired the gun here!"

"Of course, I know it's not you who wants to kill someone, but..."

"That's the problem. Damn it, I wanted to disperse the crowd, but who would have thought that they actually killed people themselves!" Wang Zhen spread his hands, "People are still being treated. The bullets taken out from the wounds can prove it, because we used They are all 5.56 and 7.62, and these people are using M43 intermediate rounds."

"Okay, this is a piece of evidence, but it's not enough, unless you don't save people and keep the bullets in the bodies of the casualties." Kil shook his head, "You know, if they want to make a fuss, they can always find a reason."

"That's why I came to you." Wang Zhen stared at Keir, "We need to characterize this matter. First of all, we must publicly state that this is a 'malicious suicide' incident!"

“Some people, for their own personal gain, after harassing and threatening foreign investors failed, they killed and injured their own people to frame them!”

"Malicious suicide?" The corner of Kil's mouth twitched. Are you making up a new vocabulary?

Kiir was hesitant. Threats to foreign investors were too common in South Sudan.

Of course, in other places, local tribes threaten to kill investors.

This time he threatened to kill his own people...

The outrageous mother opens the door for outrageousness, outrageousness is at home!

"I know what you are worried about." Wang Zhen patted Keir's arm, looked into his eyes and said, "Anyone who can do such a thing has huge influence in the local area. Once he is singled out by you, he will There are a lot of people who hate you, especially since many of them are your own Dinka people."

"But, my respected Mr. President, unless you don't want to do something and don't want South Sudan to usher in further development, otherwise, you have to do this kind of thing."

"It is difficult for Nansu to develop solely by itself. It must attract sufficient external funds."

Wang Zhen waved his arms, his voice full of passion, and his emotions were very surging. "Southern Suzhou has rich natural resources. Southsu should not continue to sink. Southsu should not be the poorest country in the world. Southsu needs a great government." Man, lead Nansu out of your mud pit and move towards greater distances!"

"And this person must be you, Salva Kiir Mayardit!"

"It was you who led South Sudan to establish an independent country. It was you who calmed down the various ethnic conflicts in South Sudan bit by bit. It was you who brought peace to South Sudan. Now, the foundation for everything has been laid. Although we are still in darkness, You can already see that the light is just ahead!”       “Do you want to back down at this time?”

"Do you want the most beautiful flowers to bloom in the hands of the next president, the next president?"

"Impossible!" President Kiir suddenly waved his arms and his eyes widened with anger. The momentum of the founding president was clearly revealed in him.

Wang Zhen did not let go and continued to provoke Kiir, "When the time comes, it will only be recorded in the history books that Salva Kiir Mayardit was the founding president, but racial conflicts caused the people of South Sudan to sink into the flames of war. But it is other presidents who really lead the people of South Sudan to have a happy life."

"Okay, shut up!" President Kiir glared at Wang Zhen, "No one can steal my fruits. I founded South Sudan, and it will only achieve glory in my hands!"

Seeing Keir like this, Wang Zhen knew that the matter was done.

After all, he is the founding president of a country, how could he be a beggar who only begs everywhere in the United Nations and the African Union.

It's just that nothing irritated the lion.

Kiel is getting older, and he has restrained his minions now, but that doesn't mean that he really has no edge.

"Believe me, Kiir." Wang Zhen looked at Kiel solemnly, "The cement plant will be built in my hands, then the hydropower station, and then the steel plant. I will bring basic industry to South Sudan. !”

"As long as we continue to cooperate unswervingly, South Sudan will definitely usher in a bright future!"

"Everything that stands in our way will eventually be crushed by us!"

"If it was just to make money, I would not come to South Sudan. In the Middle East, there are many industries that I can get involved in, and I can easily earn hundreds of millions of dollars a year!"

"But I still came to Nansu. Just how much money I made didn't make me feel accomplished. I wanted to leave my name on a piece of land and leave it in history."

"People will die eventually, but history will not!"

"History will not, history will not..." Keir repeated this sentence repeatedly, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

A person's life is nothing more than fame and fortune.

There is no shortage of profit and Kiel, but the pursuit of fame is endless.

Especially for an old man in his 60s.

Nowadays, Keir's pursuit of money and beauty is very weak, and he is basically in a semi-indulgent state towards Wang Zhen, but he can't refuse the pursuit of 'fame' no matter what.

"Let's go to the Violation Force headquarters." Kil stood up. At this moment, he was full of strength.

Wang Zhen walked behind Kiel, the corners of his mouth slowly raised. How long had it been since he said such impassioned words?

I told Faisal before.

This time, I will definitely not make a mistake!

Following the energetic Kiel, he got in the car and went straight to the Violation Headquarters.

……

Looking at Kiir and Wang Zhen, the leader of the disobedience force, the Egyptian Tutankhamun frowned, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Zhen. He knew with his butt that Wang Zhen must have caused something big again.

"Don't look at me like that, Mr. Tutankhamun. I'm just a businessman who wants to help South Sudan develop. No one hates trouble more than me, but in this world, it's always difficult to do something." Wang Zhen sighed.

Tutankhamun was noncommittal. First of all, he did not believe that Wang Zhen was a serious businessman!

Of course, he also believed that Wang Zhen didn't want to cause trouble, let alone kill anyone, unless someone gave him money.

And obviously, no one would hire Wang Zhen to kill these old and weak people.

He also believed that Wang Zhen, with his cautious character who wanted to film everything, must know the consequences of shooting women and children.

The problem is, he believes it is useless and it depends on how the media reports it.

If the European media unanimously believes that Wang Zhen is engaged in massacre, then...

No one can save Wang Zhen.

"All I can do is not to make any comments on this matter for the time being. Otherwise, I can't do anything." Tutankhamun gave an answer after thinking for a while.

"That's enough, thank you." Wang Zhen thanked him solemnly.

……

On the other side, it was finally dark. After a city-wide search, the black reporter from the BBC breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had buried all his photographic equipment underground, otherwise he would have been discovered.

He secretly leaned on the crack of the door and looked outside. Every 10 minutes, a patrol vehicle would pass by. This made him very scared, but the camera in his hand pressed the shutter without hesitation to record everything.

Slaughtering the old and the weak, ruling with high pressure, and illegally invading, behold, the Chinese are turning Nansu into another China!

A country with no human rights and its people are like walking zombies!

When it gets completely dark, he must leave this Chinese-ruled prison as soon as possible! (End of chapter)