Chapter 118

Duong Dao stayed in Cape Town for two days.

He wanted to feel the enthusiasm of the South African people.

Since Portuguese navigator Bartolomeo Dias discovered Cape Town in the 15th century, the city has been colonized by European immigrants, but it also introduced the world to the concept of advanced urban construction. most advanced at that time.

So much so that there are still a large number of 15th-century buildings in the city.

As one of South Africa's economic cities, you can also experience the splendor of nightlife here. Duong Dao went to the bar. If he wasn't afraid of AIDS, maybe he would get the black rose.

During the dark night of prosperity, Cape Town also had one of the highest murder rates in the world. In addition, AIDS, tuberculosis and frequent crimes related to flour are also problems that Cape Town must deal with.

"This place... It would be a pity not to come here to sow some hope."

When Duong Dao got on the plane, he still looked back somewhat helplessly. Black friends here must learn to maintain their beliefs and fight racism. But it shouldn't be long. A guy named "Black Mamba" who will succeed in turning developed countries into developing countries will be the best knot to spread hope at that time.

There were three of them when they arrived, but there were five when they left.

The other two were Spielman Browning and Larkin. Maxwell, the two of you walked and talked, there were many topics to talk about.

"Sir, can you rest? I think we need to rest." Duong Dao took off the small cotton blanket on his body, tilted his head and rolled his eyes. They both smiled awkwardly and closed their mouths but remained silent. It lasted two or three minutes, then a sound like a mosquito slowly rang out.

This scientist guy... He must have been extremely bored or extremely talkative (please check your seats.)

After nearly three hours of waiting, the plane finally landed at Mogadishu International Airport, Somalia at around 7 p.m.

John arrived with 30 heavily armed paratroopers and pulling a BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle to clear the way.

Because he and Aidid were on their honeymoon, the other person didn't care. It's just that the 73mm cannon above has been removed and replaced with an anti-aircraft machine gun, but it's enough to deter these bad guys.

When Duong Dao got off the bus, John gave him a windbreaker to help him put it on. He consciously stood next to him and took responsibility for protecting him, then opened the car door like a younger brother.

"You're in charge of the umbrella now, you don't have to do this, just let the Cherub (little angel) take care of it later."

One of the members, 175 years old, is relatively small among European and American bodyguards, but he is an Italian middleweight boxing champion, very good at close combat, proficient in Muay Thai, Maga, judo, etc. He is probably better able to do it than him, and he also has an American CPR first aid certificate, which is very suitable for being a bodyguard.

John glanced at the co-pilot's little angel and patted him on the shoulder. The latter smiled "timidly". "Have Kofi's two orders for the Horde been delivered to Harfon Point?

Duong Dao chewed a mouthful of chocolate. Although the food on the plane was delicious, he was dizzy so he couldn't eat a few bites. After getting off the plane, he was hungry so he hid some chocolate to fill his stomach.

Kofi is about to become the best salesman under Tang Dao.

This guy works very hard. The company's reputation in Somalia continues to improve. Most of the credit goes to him. As long as he has enough ability, no matter how much money you have, he can persuade you to buy a gun.

For example, the total population of the two tribes in Hafonjiao is less than 1,000 people. They bought boxes of bullets and 50 boxes of grenades, even Duong Dao didn't know if the enemy would use them or not, but I was only interested in selling them. What you do is none of my business.

He has fully inherited this spirit.

"Sent, Pierce sent someone to deliver it." John nodded and said, paused for a moment, glanced out, crossed his arms, raised his head, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, only his cheeks were slightly bulging, "Boss, I discovered that the warehouse has lost something." what. "

Duong Dao stopped chewing, about three seconds later he started chewing again: "What?"

John held his breath, "I lost three PSS sonic guns."

The PSS ultrasonic gun developed by the Precision Mechanical Research Institute is only 165mm long and weighs 0.7kg. It's so easy to steal it. Tang Dao established a warehouse management mechanism from the beginning. There are special personnel points. That's a bit too brave.

" Clue ?"

"Two days ago, someone from the Hayward engineering team approached the warehouse."

"WHO?"

"WANG Liangzhi!" John's accent is very thick and his name is difficult to pronounce.

Duong Dao frowned and slowly opened his eyes: "Check it out!"

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50 km from the airport and dormitory for migrant workers.

Tieu Vuong buried his head in the blanket, snuggled up, leaned against the wall, holding the PSS sonic gun in his hand. Forcing, once this action is forced, the people below will be upset.

boom boom boom!

Someone knocked on the door twice below. He was surprised and immediately put the phone under the pillow, pretending to be very sleepy, lifted the blanket: "Brother Quach, what's going on?" He also yawned and squinted his eyes, as if he had just woken up.

"What are you afraid of up there? Move slowly." Quach Tu Nghi rolled his eyes and muttered.

This comment made the rest of the dormitory laugh.

"Old Quach, it's your fault. Tieu Vuong is still young, he will definitely have ideas. I think there are black girls there. Let him find someone who is more comfortable and has a passion for work.

"Are you going to leave with a sick body? His mother gave him to me to take to earn money. The first phase of the project will be completed in about a month. Being able to put more than 13,000 dollars in his pocket and bring it home is enough to get him a wife. The outside is not clean but inside the house is talented. Quach Tu Nghia looked at him seriously: "I do this for your benefit."

Tieu Vuong nodded to show he understood, pressed his hand down on the pillow, and swallowed his saliva nervously.

But Old Qua thought he was just shy and didn't care. After telling him to control himself, he turned off the light and went to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Tieu Vuong opened his eyes and couldn't sleep. He could feel his heart beating. He raised his head and looked out the window. It was getting dark so he secretly looked at the clock in the moonlight, there was one minute left.

He carefully stood up, got dressed, opened the pillow, took out two guns from the cotton, hid them in his clothes, raised his arms slightly to prevent them from falling, got off the top bed and walked carefully, because of fear. He kicked the chair, made noise, opened the door and ran away. He walked on a very familiar small road, his legs wobbly, looking very worried.

Vuong Luong Chi doesn't understand why he steals things? At this time, he had just heard Lao Qua and others say that the warehouse was full of weapons, so he was very curious. He first tried to learn the terrain, then rushed forward when the guards passed the baton. The country boy who had seen so much of the world was stunned. The shock caused by the arms industry remains unforgettable for him.

Not knowing which tendon was wrong, he stole three guns!

He also took this opportunity to sell one worth 20 USD. He is a local businessman. When the other person knows he still has the goods, he shows his willingness to buy at a high price and shows his friendship. The remaining two are worth US$50. I want it all.

As you know, PSS ultrasonic gun is very small and powerful. The effective range of the bullet is 50 meters and it can penetrate a standard steel helmet within a radius of 25 meters. It will break your skull.

The price of Duong Dao in the price list is: 370 USD each!

It is exploited by this businessman from Mogadishu.

They arranged to meet under a dog hole at the back right of the airport at 11 p.m.

$50...

Two PSS sonic guns, what a joke. "Mr. Jacques Brand, Mr. Jacques Brand." Arriving there, Vuong Luong Chi covered his mouth, lying in the dog cage and calling softly, there was a response from outside. He was happy, moved his body and put the dog in. The weeds next to the hole were pulled up a bit, and he softly shouted: "Throw the money first, I'll give you the gun."

But it was clear that the other side did not agree with this plan, so the two sides began to argue, and finally came up with a plan. Vuong Luong Chi, one by one, pulled out pistols from the dog cage, and the other side also took action. The black $50 coupon had Julius Grant painted on it, this old man was really scary in the middle of the night.

"Next!" Jacques Bran gently shouted from the opposite side.

Vuong Luong Chi hid fifty dollars in his pocket, feeling happy. The money he earned came very quickly. Just as he was about to hand over the second gun, a strong beam of light suddenly shone from beside Wang Liangzhi, his pupils immediately shrank, he suddenly turned his head and opened his eyes wide.

Facial expressions are very diverse, surprise, fear, concern...

"Mr. Vuong, what are you doing here?" John's face tilted to one side, smiling meaningfully.

"I...I'm in the bathroom."

This excuse is really WEAK, but at this moment, Jacques Blaine on the outside seemed worried, shouted a few more times, and the blood on Vuong Luong Chi's face suddenly disappeared.

John didn't bother to explain much so he grabbed him and slammed him to the ground. "What…what are you going to do?" He wanted to struggle, but was hit in the face by John. His expression was fierce, "Don't talk nonsense to me, what are you doing? I know I stole this gun. Come here."

He picked up the remaining gun on the ground and said ~www.mtlnovel.com~ I admire your courage in stealing our things? Do you think you've lived long enough? "

Vuong Luong Chi didn't know much English, but he still understood a few sentences, such as the word "death" which made his heart tremble, he quickly waved his hand and explained: "I... I."

He couldn't find the link himself.

pedal pedal... Footsteps were clearly approaching from afar. Cao Quan walked over wearing a long-sleeved shirt, looked at Vuong Luong Chi, and tiptoed on his right palm!

"Ah ah ah ah!"

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