Chapter 105
Duong Dao planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight first.
Bill Clemens is not an easy person, if his son was kidnapped would he be indifferent?
Mitchum Company has military experience. If Luke Mazzaro wants to get a ransom from him, it may not be so easy, he may even get it. Bill's power in North Africa may be weak, but that doesn't mean he's vulnerable to threats. Don't let the other party discover the business behind it.
How could an honest person like Duong Dao get into such unpleasant things?
He will be a future Nobel Peace Prize winner. Sure, these guys in Sweden like to lick ditches, especially with their dads, but everyone always has dreams, right?
"Take 300,000 US dollars from the account and let Mr. and the others go to Las Vegas to gamble."
People can't be too smart about themselves, after all, being with them comes with risks. In North America, Bill has no such ability.
With 300,000 USD, 6 people could not play as much as they wanted, but an average of 50,000 USD per person was considered a huge sum in the early 1990s, enough for a civilian family of 4 to live on. in a year. year.
"Then find someone to watch over the town of Belle Ride. I want to know if there is any problem, more importantly, every action of Luke finds out where he locked this little guy. Let me check everything. " Clear. "
Duong Dao reached out to touch Sam's head. The beast lazily opened its mouth and rubbed its head against its owner's hand, not paying attention to the stench emanating from there.
Perhaps Duong Dao is a good person to this kid?
After all, the human heart cannot even see through animals.
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3rd Eastern District, Kiev, Ukraine, at night. An Il-76 landed smoothly at Boryspil International Airport in Kiev, with the words written on the fuselage: "! (Hail to the beloved dollar)".
Graffiti on the fuselage of an aircraft is a type of culture in the air force of any country, especially in the United States. During World War II, American military graffiti had to express the classic nose culture (NoseArt).
During this era, pilots painted beautiful women on the fuselages of fighter/bomber planes to express their desire for the opposite sex and boost morale. Most of the inspiration for her beauty motifs came from the popular beauty image PinUpsGirl at the time, and some subjective emotions were incorporated into the graffiti.
In a war without beautiful women, just as the Soviet Union lost vodka, at least half of its combat effectiveness was lost. As the transport plane taxied, the ground crew below calmly waved the chess pieces. Seeing this action, the pilot scolded his mother and blushed at his deputy: "Suka is not on the list! Damn it, he's about to hit the wall and he still asks me to continue?!"
The deputy manager with a bitter face spread his hands: "They are just waiting to get off work."
The pilot laughed and parked the transport plane based on his experience, then opened his large chrysanthemum and spit out Robert and several employees.
And Medevichuk, who had been waiting for so long, found him.
"Thank you, Davari."
Medevichuk hugged Robert Lee with joyful eyes. His eyes looked towards the back of the transport plane, like a pervert staring at little He's butt, his eyeballs about to pop out. He glanced around and saw many wrapped items inside.
This is exactly what Ukraine needs most right now. The value of the ruble is rapidly decreasing every day. National banks have virtually eliminated channels for exchanging small denominations for US dollars. broken. "This is the manifesto, what do we want?"
Robert put a smile on his face, took a stack of documents from the secretary behind him, rubbed his palm and gave it to the other person. Medevichuk took it, calmly turned it over and smiled more.
How can it be as cold as the first time you see it?
It is not without reason that a famous philosopher later said: the law of true thinking.
Benefits can completely destroy human dignity, no matter if you are a prince or a noble, you will have to kneel and applaud. That is a truth that has not changed throughout the ages.
"The goods you want are also ready and can be picked up at any time. In addition, we will also send a small gift to express our gratitude to Mr. Nicholas." » Medevichuk said.
Small gifts?
Is this "Ivan the Great?" »
Robert couldn't think of it either, so he just thanked him, asked the airport staff to drop the things off and called an employee to come take a look, while he and Medevichuk went to the airport restaurant to admire the night view and have dinner. . This shipment took nearly two hours to be transported, weapons and equipment were also transported, quite quickly.
"See you next time, Mr. Robert. Next time I'll make some vodka at home and wait for you to arrive." Medevichuk was sitting on the off-road vehicle, smiling and saying goodbye. He couldn't wait to go home and many people were waiting for the meeting. Follow his news. Watching the other person leave, Robert smiled, glanced at the staff behind him, and finally looked at one of them, "Steel (), you are protecting the goods, leaving again."
He will do something big to bring more money to the company.
"Alright." Gang Zheng replied, opened his suit, took out a pistol from the back and handed it over: "It's full of bullets, keep it for self-defense."
This is a Walther P88 pistol with a 15-round magazine.
Robert is also welcome, currently in the Soviet Union...
Who dares to enter?
The collapse of the economy and corruption have caused many conflicts, so-called racism is also breaking out, security incidents are targeting Chinese people everywhere. These times are crazy!
It is very important to have weapons for sound protection.
And with him were two employees, three strong and armed men, no blind man dared to touch them.
After chatting with them a few words, Robert waved to them, but at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared from the side, not quickly but very suddenly.
Gang Bian and the others reacted faster, drawing their weapons! He scolded: "Stop! Otherwise I will shoot."
The opponent was clearly scared and stood still. Three employees from three different locations approached and saw two juveniles... children?
They scoffed: "Hold your head and squat!"
"Don't... don't shoot, we know Mr. Nicholas." Victor's voice trembled, while Pushkin on the other side turned pale with fear, clutching his briefcase and trembling.
At this time, Robert also came from behind, frowning and looking at himself from top to bottom: "Who are you?"
"I'm Mr. Nicholas's friend. I...I have what he wants in my hand." Victor quickly spoke and signaled Pushkin to take out the things, but this guy was timid, put the gun to his head, his mind was blank.
It was Victor who reacted quickly and grabbed the briefcase, with a flattering look on his face, like... a traitor to Russia!
He patted his bag and swallowed: "There is a plan inside, and there are many weapons that the Soviet Union is installing. As long as you give the money, this... it's all yours.
draw?
Selling drawings?
Robert's expression now was very similar to Duong Dao's expression when he heard the other person's words~www.mtlnovel.com~ surprised and stunned.
How old are they? Doesn't he look like a teenager? Do you have a weapon?
Robert was skeptical about this, put his bag in his pocket, and tapped his chin: "Drawings?" We don't need drawings of toy cars.
Victor blushed and felt a little embarrassed.
"I have R-73 short-range missiles here…"
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