I want to be a warlord

If Garp hadn't told Wang Zhen that he had something to do with him, Wang Zhen wouldn't have chosen to come here. Staying near Kiel was safer than anything else. If Cardin was really crazy and went to Kiel to assassinate Wang Zhen, then he could just do it. Caught.

This possibility cannot be ruled out. These people who have been praised for a long time will really feel that they are omnipotent and can handle anything they do.

Garp didn't talk about things as soon as Wang Zhen arrived. After all, he said he was coming for a vacation, so he made arrangements to have fun for two days.

The CIA also has activity funds. During this period, Johnny Haddad also came over. In the past few months, he cooperated with Wang Zhen and resold a large amount of fuel from Mombasa. He also made a lot of money, and his attitude towards Wang Zhen was very close.

What is revolutionary friendship!

What is being revolutionized is the fate of poverty!

On the lounge chair next to the hotel swimming pool, Garp waved his hand and asked the beauties serving around him to play by themselves. He picked up the red wine next to him and took a sip, and then said slowly: "There is something I want my brother to help me with."

Garp, Johnny Haddad, and Wang Zhen are now brothers, known as the Iron Triangle of East Africa. No one can separate the three of them. They are biological half-brothers. Garp is the oldest and Wang Zhen is the youngest.

"Whatever it is, just tell me, brother." Wang Zhen looked like he was taking care of everything.

"Help me investigate something."

"No, does the CIA still need my help in investigating?" Wang Zhen raised his head slightly in shock, pulled down the sunglasses on his face a little, and looked at Garp with raised eyes.

Wang Zhen instantly became more vigilant. Is this bastard planning to attack him?

What top secrets are you taking from me?

It shouldn't be...

Apart from money, there shouldn’t be anything worthy of the US government’s interest, right?

Garp sighed helplessly, "We don't have enough manpower."

"How many official agents does the CIA have in East Africa? If it's okay in Europe, at least the Internet is developed. We also have an information office, a strategic intelligence analysis room, and a group of top students who graduated from prestigious universities can get most of the information through the Internet. Collection work.”

“What the fuck, this is Africa!”

"Especially in that damn place in Nansu, there aren't many places with electricity, let alone the Internet. Can you imagine that they still have paper-based offices?"

"Without the Internet, trying to find what you need from a lot of paper documents would take too much time, money, and manpower!"

“The most damn irritating thing is that these damn South Soviet government officials seem to have slugs in their heads. They often fucking make mistakes and mix up various documents, and they get lost at every turn, which makes you want to check them all. Can’t find it!”

"Unless we can send someone to help them rearrange it!"

"Moreover, most of the time, some local documents are not handed over to the Juba government at all, and they are completely independent. This, is this what the hell a country should be like!"

As he spoke, Garp's voice became slightly louder, which showed how angry and crazy he was.

Wang Zhen laughed out loud and couldn't control himself.

"Laugh, don't hold it in." Garp said with a wry smile and shook his head.

Wang Zhen finally lost control and burst into laughter, almost falling off the couch, causing Golden Retriever and Donkey to look sideways.

"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that this chaos and mistakes made the CIA, the most powerful intelligence organization in the world, helpless. I laughed to death."

"No matter how powerful we are, we are still normal people. We are completely unable to integrate into the world of idiots. We are so out of place." Garp sighed.

"Although I don't know what you want to do, there seems to be nothing I can do, right? I am also an outsider." Wang Zhen asked with a smile. Since it has anything to do with the country, it doesn't matter.

"No, no, no, you have already opened up the situation in South Sudan. You control a large number of local people, which is very convenient." Karp shook his head and said: "Every year, the United States provides humanitarian crisis assistance to South Sudan. You know this Bar."

"You know, six houses were built with 400 million US dollars." Wang Zhen said in a strange way. Once he got used to it, he couldn't control this problem.

Karp doesn’t mind either. Well, there are legal provisions in Europe and the United States that the media can reasonably doubt and report on the government and officials. Everyone is relatively open about this, even people within their institutions don’t care. They often criticize each other. .

"That's in a small Caribbean country, not in Africa. What needs to be done is still done. After all, many people in South Sudan depend on this money to survive, and government expenditures also depend on this." Karp shrugged, " I want you to help me investigate some charity activities in Nansu."

"It's best to have their customs entry data, data released by the local government, videos, and photos."

"You want to mess with someone?" Wang Zhen understood immediately.

Everyone knows about charity. The water here is deep, and even 30% to 70% is considered good.

Of course, you can't give up eating because of choking, you still did something after all.

"Yes, for the mission above, someone targeted our CIA, and we had to launch a counterattack." Garp said briefly, "But don't worry, it won't affect you. If there are indeed investigation results, that is also my credit. "

Wang Zhen suddenly laughed, your shameless look looks so familiar!

"Where and when, tell me when the time comes. Brother, you will help me and I will help you. Brother's matters are my Wang Zhen's matters." Wang Zhen agreed.

The CIA is really inferior to him in this matter. He can mobilize much more manpower and material resources than the CIA.

Through Kiel, it is not difficult to directly place a few staff members.

Do supplies need to be transported?     Sorry, the driver is mine.

Do supplies need to be loaded and unloaded?

Sorry, the workers are my people.

It’s impossible for people from charity organizations to do these tasks themselves, they don’t have that many manpower!

It doesn’t take much, just take 100 people and throw them in, and everything will be investigated clearly for you.

Garp smiled and picked up the wine glass, touched it lightly with Wang Zhen, drank it all in one gulp, and said nothing.

After saying this, Wang Zhen lay down for a while and spoke again: "Kadan, he won't be able to hold on for long and will soon drive him crazy, so it's about time we discussed how to deal with it."

Garp invited Wang Zhen to ask for help, and Wang Zhen naturally asked him for help.

Wang Zhen took all the seizures from the previous two batches of hemp and then sold the hemp to the CIA. However, this was a small-scale transaction. At Cardin's level, it could not be handled so roughly.

After all, neither Wang Zhen nor the CIA's scope of authority includes dealing with drug addicts.

Those with the right to deal with it include the United Nations, the African Union, the South Sudanese government, and the DEA. However, the reason why Wang Zhen targeted Kadan was not only to retaliate for the previous grudges that caused people to attack the base, but also to focus on the net worth he had accumulated over the years. .

Rather than letting this money go into the hands of corrupt officials in the South Sudan government, it would be better for Wang Zhen to use it to build South Sudan and benefit the people of South Sudan.

"What do you want to do?" Garp asked in a deep voice.

“Last time in Iraq, we used the excuse of colluding with terrorists.” Wang Zhen smiled and mentioned the initial cooperation with John. “The only problem is that last time we asked them to hand over the money themselves, but this time I asked them to hand over the money themselves. It was because we were not prepared to spare his life.”

"It's not impossible...those drug criminals are no different from terrorists." Garp frowned, patted his belly lightly with his hand, and squinted his eyes as he thought.

First, the CIA has the power to track down terrorists.

Secondly, counter-terrorism is the fundamental right of the United States in Africa, and it is also the best entry point for it to intervene in the affairs of various countries around the world in the past 20 years. It is precisely Johnny Haddad who has this part of the right.

"Poison? No, no, no, this is providing financial support to terrorists!" Wang Zhen said suddenly.

"Yes!" Capton smiled suddenly, "In this way, we will have the right to intervene in terms of funds."

"We already have evidence of his extensive drug trade with militants, but colluding with terrorists..." Wang Zhen said softly: "Colluding with the Holy Spirit's Resistance Army, supporting Al-Shabaab in Somalia, whatever, as long as the person is caught, it's not just trying to Deal with it however you want!"

"You must have a sample confession in your hands. Feel free to change it. Besides, the Holy Spirit's Resistance Army does have contact with him."

"It doesn't matter, but when you enter the CIA system, everything is under surveillance. Money..." Karp said softly.

Wang Zhen just smiled and said, "There is a time difference. You also said that Nansu is lagging behind. When the time comes, you can forge some identity documents and give them to me..."

"Wang Defa!" Garp's eyes widened, as if it was the first day he met Wang Zhen. This method is so ingenious.

Wang Zhen just smiled mysteriously, it was just a trick used by the stuff factory, it was nothing.

After calling Johnny Haddad over, Wang Zhen explained the matter. Johnny Haddad nodded immediately, "It's my responsibility, of course there's no problem."

……

On the other side, Cardin waited quietly after sending out the killer, but waiting is often the most difficult thing.

In just two days, Cardin couldn't bear it anymore and secretly made a phone call in the evening.

Once again, no one answered the call until he hung up. In an instant, Cardin's body swayed, and a strong uneasiness swept over him again, making him gasp for air. It was over, and he folded in again!

After thinking about it all night, he finally realized clearly that the conflict between him and Wang Zhen was more irreconcilable than the conflict between drug criminals and the police.

After all, the police were within the system and had nothing to do but Wang Zhen was different. Wang Zhen obviously regarded him as a leek and was ready to harvest him one crop at a time.

Ask yourself, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to bear it. After all, he can grab tens of millions of dollars every year with just his hands, and he doesn't have to worry about any legal liability. Who the hell can bear it?

Therefore, either Wang Zhen dies or he, Kadan, dies.

As for giving up the poison line, he is absolutely unwilling to do so. The older he gets, the more he is unwilling to give up any power he has!

Would rather die than surrender!

After thinking about it, Cardin directly summoned people again...

"I need you to drive into Najishot, rush into their office area and blow up the vehicle." Cardin stared at an old-looking black man intently, "Here are one hundred thousand dollars, and these are your family's passports. , this is a French visa, and I will give them 20 US dollars afterwards!" (End of Chapter)