Chapter 137

Jakes is still young!

After being slapped by Robert like that, he endured it, stood up, half a head higher than his opponent, and grabbed him by the neck with one hand.

This kind of action... is very provocative. (Don't find out. I'm not responsible for being beaten to death.)

Robert swung his left hand hard, knocked him down, raised his foot and kicked Jakes in the stomach. The latter took two unsteady steps, and after stopping, he lifted the chair and smashed it.

The waiter inside heard the movement and quickly ran over to take a look. As soon as he left the small room, he saw three or four large men appearing from nowhere, wanting to step forward to help. At this time, two people also ran from upstairs. The white man dressed as a bodyguard was still holding a gun in his hand, so scared that the bartender walked in and lowered his head. "stop!"

Of course, the accompanying staff are all staff in charge. How can you let the opponent go, simply pull out your weapon and shout loudly.

Jax's bodyguard stopped, but it was still very dishonest. One of them sneaked up, carefully lifted his clothes, pulled out a gun and shot the employee.

boom…

This skill is not very good, it still fails, but like a slogan, both sides fight together. Bullets flew above the facade, the bartender hiding inside covered his ears in fear and poured himself a bottle of vodka.

In the end, Robert was the slightly better person. This guy, Jakes, is not cruel enough. He doesn't look like the first one. This knee targets the abdomen, groin and ribs and forces the opponent to the ground for about two minutes. "How dare you do that first?"

Robert felt the salty taste in his mouth. When he took a sip, he noticed a fishy smell in his saliva, which made him even more uncomfortable. He stepped on his opponent's hand and twisted his toe hard. The opponent kept screaming in pain, grabbing Jax's hair: "Tell me, who are you? That old ghost Beasley doesn't dare talk to me like that, he took my money and wants me to compensate you." ?"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. More importantly, if the boss knows that he is not doing well, he will doubt his ability. How could he not make Robert angry?

Pulling Jakes up, he went to the edge of the roof railing, leaned his head and stretched. It was a gesture that threw him to the ground. The first one collapsed immediately. He clung tightly to the railing, looking down, he screamed in piercing fear.

"Tell me? My money, what do you say?" »Robert roared.

"I give, I give."

"Then call them and tell them to launder money. If you dare to do bad things, I will kill you, so I will kill that old ghost Beasley."

Now he learned to be smart and gave her his cell phone. With shaking hands, Jakes dialed a series of numbers. When the other person connected, he clasped his hands and shouted: "Bastard, it's me, calling money!"

Moscow, Berger real estate.

Beasley narrowed his eyes, lying on the main seat, holding the white Garfield in his arms, sitting next to the porch door, facing the front porch door, he could see the alligators writhing in there, he stroked the cat and close your eyes.

"Meow~" Garfield suddenly shouted in his chest, he slowly opened his eyes, the door behind him gently opened.

"Boss, Kiev is calling."

The butler walked in and spoke softly, but glanced at Beasley: "Master Jax's mission has been completed." Hearing that, the corner of the latter's mouth showed a smile of satisfaction and acceptance, he told himself. This child is very satisfied. Although he has an impulsive personality in small things, he is very clear in big things and graduated from Yale University. He is one of the best students in the field of finance. He is getting older and intends to let himself be replaced by the other party. Noticing the butler's indescribable expression, he frowned slightly, his heart sinking again: "Did something happen?"

"Master Jakes and Wayne had a conflict and were taken to the hospital."

Bisley forcefully opened his eyes, feeling the corners of his eyes were torn, his skin was ugly, but as the boss, he did not lose his sense of control. He understood very early that whoever calms down first is the winner.

"How are you?"

"The corner of the eye was cracked, internal organs were damaged and had to be hospitalized." The butler said honestly. Beasley took a deep breath, touched Garfield, pushed him with his head, stood up, grabbed him and threw him toward the crocodile pond. These crocodiles, which are often raised as meat, jump up when they smell fish. Stand up, open your big bloody mouth and bite Garfield.

The butler sighed, the cats in this villa were too wasteful.

"Give me a plane ticket to Kiev. Also, we have to find out who this Wayne Rooney is! Follow his account abroad. "Beasley was really angry.

"Yes Boss." The housekeeper answered, looked at the crocodile pond and asked someone to clean it.

…

Asmara!

Lloyd's death cannot be hidden.

In other words, MacArthur had absolutely no intention of hiding it, including the fact that the company had won an air defense order worth 40 million euros, which was divided equally among all arms dealers.

On top of that, these two are so big. Enthusiasts know that in reality, Lloyd is only a spokesman for certain forces. Now that he is dead, there may be a gap in the West African market, which is very relevant at this time. Come here to explain to Lloyd, okay? Don't joke, dead people have no value in this world.

They are not stupid!

On the contrary, there are people who are smarter.

"You mean, you plan to share the aviation market in Eritrea with me? Duong Dao crossed his legs, holding a cup of instant coffee, frowning at the Georgian Alexei in front of him who was in the meeting room earlier. The arms dealer bullied by MacArthur, like Duong Dao's channel, bought goods from the Soviet Union.

"Correct."

Alexey was clearly very worried. He rubbed his hands, swallowed and nodded: "I'm an agent of the Georgian army!"

This news was a shock.

It's really surprising.

You must know that Georgians protested for independence in 1989, but this protest was suppressed by the Soviet Minister of Defense, Marshal Yazov. Finally, the Soviet Union collapsed in 1991 and Georgia became truly independent. The first president, street politician Gamsakhurdia, was quickly overthrown in a coup and descended into civil war. Then the reclusive former Soviet foreign minister, Silver Fox Shevardnadze, was asked to come down from the mountain. National reconciliation must be achieved.

This younger brother is very stupid, being toyed with by Anh Giang's "long range and close combat attacks", he forgot that he was next to Mao Hung. Of course, after being pressed to the ground and hammered, he walked away sullenly.

But although Georgia was disobedient and separated, there are still many people in the family whose relationships are criss-crossing. That is to say, Alexey wants to get some Soviet weapons, especially at this point.

"MacArthur approached me and he wanted to get some Hind helicopters from me, but he wanted to pay in installments."

"Instalment?" Tang Dao smiled, "Does he want to eat fart?"

"So, I refused, but I think he will definitely find someone else, but they don't have the Soviet Union's channels, and now they want to find it, but it's too late. There are only two of us in Eritrea, and we won this order together."

Alexey became more and more excited when he spoke, and made a gesture of holding his right hand.

"Then what benefits can I get?"

"What... what?" The Georgian was startled when he heard this.

Tang Dao put Erlang's legs down, "I said, what benefits can I get."

"We can split this order in half."

The former stretched out his finger and shook it, "No, this is just your request, not my idea, let me tell you this, even without you, I can still take this order, and you plan to come together now, nothing more than I just want me to give you a benefit, so what can you bring me?"

This stalking and stalking statement made Alexei's head a little bit behind. He held his forehead and waited for a while before he realized that the Asian opposite wanted two benefits!

son of a bitch!

Really greedy.

His face immediately showed displeasure, but he looked at Mist and the others standing behind him, and let down his clenched fists. Violence will not solve any problem.

"What do you want?" » Alexey asked, suppressing his anger.

"Do not get angry." Duong Dao looked at the other person's face, shook his hand, signaled to put out the fire, took a cigarette from the table, put it in his mouth, lit it, took a breath and said: "If West Africa has such a big market, will you give up? »

"Uh…" Alexey was confused.

"Lloyd is dead, West Africa will have no one in power, the market is so big ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ don't you want to take a bite? I mean, you start a company, we work together , take West Africa to Africa, then develop to South Africa and East Africa, are you still interested in the cupcake in Eritrea?" Duong Dao at this time seemed to be possessed by a big idiot. He had studied the growth process of successful people. As for other things, being able to deceive was the strongest, for example when he knew he had a person. A man nicknamed Ma, he asked a Wall Street elite to resign and run errands for him with just one mouthful. That's the thing!

The cake you gave makes the other person smell delicious, which ambitious person can stand it?

Tang Yao's entire "African cake" clearly surprised Alexei. He frowned and thought. He saw that it was completely doable, but what he didn't believe was that the Asian person in front of him was so kind and would bring him with him? He looked at him suspiciously from top to bottom. "Mr. Alexey, don't look at me like that, I just want to make friends, the African market is too big, I can't eat alone. I think you are a very good partner, we are happy to cooperate. " Duong Dao said in a muffled voice with a cigarette dangling in his hand.

Damned !

If it weren't for your background in Georgia being just enough for me to handle, ghosts would take you two out together.

After all, Lloyd was the Frenchman's henchman, killing him himself, almost tearing his face off. If the Gallic rooster is loose, it can be replaced. Then take Georgia, the sky will fall and there will always be someone greater to support her.