Chapter 102

Kidnap?

Duong Dao regained his spirit.

"WHO?!"

"A group of rich second-generation South Africans, I can give you 3 million US dollars." Luke is clearly avoiding the important thing. But what does this have to do with the Path? As long as you give me money, I will do it!

Who cares? In any case, there has never been order in Africa, and no one can rule the country.

"Tell me the name, the time, the place."

Luke rejoiced: "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, a convoy will pass through the town of Beledevon. You must ensure that everyone on the ship is brought to me safely and that all guards are killed. Please pay yourself half first. Money, when you succeed, the other half will also go to your card.

"No no no no! Mr. Luke, whether successful or not, I want full payment! If you fail, it can only be said that you were not careful enough in providing information." Duong Dao obviously did not approve of this plan.

They are mercenaries, not an assassin organization!

The kidnapping was inexperienced and accidental, but no matter how successful the odds were, after the incident, he still had to bear certain risks. If he can escape, the monk can't escape the temple either, does it still cost 3 million dollars?

Just go and go for it.

This poor Tang knife will never be opened.

Seeing that he was really determined, even though Luke had a toothache, it was clear that he cared about this group of people. He gritted his teeth and agreed. He just emphasized that he shouldn't hurt the other person.

"Thesavir company works, just give me money, I will do it for you!"

People like Duong Dao must suffer two outcomes: either they will be judged by the so-called justice and go to prison to be eaten, or they will be so cruel that they continue to climb and manipulate this so-called justice!

Good people are rewarded?

Big joke.

Dollars are rewarded!

…

Although Duong Dao is determined to do this dirty work, the intelligence work must be completed well and he must confirm detailed information about the opponent, or the strength of their family's background. He invited Pierce to come and Robert to Ukraine. Pierce was in charge of the intelligence line in Mogadishu.

Pierce coaches these veterans on the playing field, but he has a soft heart for these former teammates. Occasionally he smokes and chats with a few people he knows well. Nothing is free.

"Pierce, are you the Asian who said that? We are not rookies, we have combat experience. » A white man with a scar on his face muttered, sitting on a rock, surrounded by several people echoing.

The Yankee leaned against a tree trunk and smoked. He turned his head and frowned at the conversation, looking kind and saying nothing.

But there is a saying that people are very good at being bullied. When the other person sees Pierce being silent, they become even more aggressive. He patted his butt, came closer and smoked the cigarette he was holding in his hand. This action is very rude. .

"Hey! Booker, what are you doing?" Dogtooth Gelbachio stood up and pressed his opponent, frowning and asking.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I just want to ask him, did he call us to Somalia to suffer? Falk, he's lying to us!" Booker was very unhappy, because he was scolded the most by John, this guy had a bad mouth, was always lazy, and often tempted others to stop practicing.

"Don't you get paid every day?"

Pierce replied.

"Money? You let us come work in Somalia for $00? Falk! *****" Booker raised his middle finger. "What do you want?"

Booker glanced at the people behind him: "Five hundred dollars!" At least five hundred dollars a day, and we have to rest!

It's a big appetite.

"God always says that people are greedy and desperate, so he's right." The priest also muttered beside him.

"No, I think he's right. This amount is not enough."

Marbury, who was dissatisfied with the priest, stood next to Booker, raised his hands and shouted.

They want more perks and rewards. "Shut!" Pierce's face was sullen and ugly. He sees them as adults who came from a homeless background. Is that how these guys treat him?

he is thinking...

This group of people will appreciate this job even more, but it seems that time is the easiest way to change a person. "We want a raise!" Booker shouted and raised his hands, staring defiantly at Pierce.

"I said shut up!"

Pierce couldn't take it anymore, put his foot on Booker's stomach, pulled out a pistol and shot him in the thigh!

boom!

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out like a basin of cold water, suppressing the crowd.

Booker screamed as he squeezed his leg, blood flowed from his fingers and he began to roll his eyes in pain.

"You... you shot? What are you planning to do? Kill us?" Marbury roared, using his fist to hit Pierce in the back of the head, but after only taking a few steps, blood spurted from his body. It turned out he heard a gunshot, and John and Mist rushed in. . Finished dealing with the arctic fox. When Marbury wanted to hope for the opponent, John just killed the opponent with one shot!

No hesitation at all.

Marbury fell to the ground, vomiting blood, finding himself unable to live.

"What you are doing?!" John rushed forward with a gloomy face, asked loudly, looked at Booker, then at Pierce, his right cheek trembling slightly. problem arises!

At this time, an employee ran over, looked at the scene in surprise and said: The boss is looking for Pierce.

"Let's go together." John frowned, then turned his head...