Chapter 142

Gregory was still alive, at least he could scream, blindfolded and screaming on the ground, blood flowed from his fingers, the surrounding boys were all stunned, and they were bewildered when they realized it.

Even his friends didn't know what to do now and wanted to step forward to help him, but Gregory's extremely painful leg was beating madly in the air and no one could get close.

The timid people began to hide behind them and look around out of the corner of their eyes, afraid of being targeted by snipers.

At this time, the meaning of the sniper on the battlefield was reflected. Even if you stay here, the enemy will still cling to you. After all, GL is just an ordinary gangster, not even a corporation, without a complete command system. Once he kills the boss, he is now nothing more than a group of "flies". There is a leader, powerless.

"Bang! »

As soon as there was a shock, most of the group members shrank their necks, opened their eyes wide and looked in horror towards the direction of the sound. They saw an Asian man standing on the roof of the building, holding a cigarette. Take the spray gun in your hand and shoot it into the sky!

When everyone looked, Duong Dao raised the microphone and said in English: "Let the boss talk!"

The children immediately became silent, their feet did not move. He thought the other person didn't understand what he was saying, so he waved his hand at Horace, signaling him to translate what he had just said into Tigrenian. Hollus's legs were weak from the start.

Now he has some regrets. At first he thought he was a local tycoon with a little money to travel to Eritrea, but who knew that accidents often happened and how many people were "missing" in this hotel? According to the staff, people often hear gunshots and... the group of foreigners on the first floor has disappeared, leaving only a few Asian subordinates carrying bags and going to the reception desk. Even if you think about it with your farts, you can pretty much guess what's going on.

But Hollus didn't want to split the money, this Asian had already tipped a lot!

The poorer the place, the more we realize the importance of money.

Even though he was scared, he still moved to the side of the stage, picked up the tweeter, and chatted outside.

Finally someone answered below and roared in a sad and angry voice. Horace's expression became strange, he looked at Duong Dao: "Mr. Nicholas, they said... their boss was shot dead by a sniper.

Uh…

Duong Dao glanced at K's butt and curled his lips. It was really lucky, hitting the enemy leader, this is one of the main reasons why many regular troops do not hang their troops and salute on the battlefield.

"So will they take revenge? Or will they block outside in protest?"

Hollus spoke at the same time, the crowd below made a noise, as if feeling offended, someone raised their weapon and shouted loudly, causing many people around to echo, raise their weapons and scream.

"What did they say?" Duong Dao felt the atmosphere was not good.

"They demanded that the murderer be handed over."

Hollus was a little helpless. Did he think these Ethiopians were really idiots? Your boss has fallen, so what are you holding on to? If it were me, I would have run away sooner. This Asian guy seems easy to anger, right?

Sure enough, Duong Dao smiled, waved, and the four or five employees standing behind walked forward. Hollus saw what looked like an oval launcher on the gun they were holding. Take a big shot, press the launcher, raise the barrel halfway and fire!

Hollus was about to stick his head out to take a look when someone pulled him down. boom!

The radius of this grenade can reach about 5 meters. Except for a few like gas bombs or bacterial weapons, as long as it's a gunpowder explosion, the hotel can feel a slight shaking.

Hollus opened his mouth halfway, even though he covered his ears, he felt a bit dizzy.

He stood up with weak legs, pulled the railing to stand up, looked down, his face suddenly turned pale, the scene below was horrifying, there were dozens of GL members lying here and there, most of them still able to move. just a few. their. They were already cold, the ground was full of blood, there were screams, he had never seen such a scene before, he was so scared that he covered his mouth and ran aside to vomit.

Duong Dao narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and used his index finger to stroke his hair. "Boss, Mr. Alexey is calling." The little angel handed over his cell phone, the latter took it, and launched a troll at the other person, "Halou, Mr. Alexey..."

"Nicholas, leave quickly. I heard GL is coming your way, I think they're looking for you."

The Georgian on the phone appeared worried.

"OH?"

Duong Dao turned around and sat down on the prepared mat: "Did you just say this?" I think you called late. You should call General MacArthur and ask him to retrieve the body. »

Alexey on the other side was silent, about 20 seconds later he spoke again, with just a bit of self-deprecation: "I even forgot you are an arms dealer and must be able to protect yourself. for you. That's the worst choice.

"Just God bless me." Tang Dao is still very humble.

"Is Mr. Nicholas injured?"

"I'm fine, I feel like now I can fly to Amsterdam and test my abilities."

Alexei also smiled: "I think this idea is good. I also have friends in the Netherlands and there will be a betting game there soon. We can go see it together. »

Betting?

Although Duong Dao didn't know what it was, he still obeyed. The other person continued to say: "Nicholas, actually I think the time has come."

"opportunity?"

"Public order in Eritrea is very bad. GL surrounded the hotel where foreign guests stayed in public. This is extremely rude behavior, and even injured you." Alexey pronounces the word "wound" here with special emphasis. "You don't need compensation?" You're right."

Duong Dao was also an intelligent person, immediately understanding that the Georgians were planning to gain more benefits.

Li Hongzhang lost one eye and lost 100 million in compensation. If he was "hurt" by the siege, couldn't he have at least received more orders?

Injury and death are two outcomes.

"I suddenly felt a little pain in my chest. I think, I'll call the doctor to examine him." Duong Dao gently wrote, it doesn't seem to be this painful, I still have time to pick my nose.

"You can wait for my good news."

After hanging up the phone, Duong Dao squinted at the phone screen and then handed it to the doctor: "Call me a doctor, I think I'm about to get sick."

feel?

Mist once again felt that the boss was shameless.

"How is this woman?" Is she still not moving? » Duong Dao asked while biting his nails.

"She's still unresponsive and I think she's on a hunger strike."

Duong Dao's face suddenly darkened, "Toast, don't eat good wine!"

This twisted melon is not sweet, even if it is for refreshment, your drink may not be sour, but he still has some patience for talent. He raised a finger: "Go and tell her again, I will wait a day at most, if she no longer has reason then kill her."

Let her go?

impossible!

"Understand."

…

The ashtray in front of MacArthur sitting on the chair was full of cigarette butts.

He had directly received the news that Gregory had been knocked out, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

And this Asian also used a grenade, this is the key point, the lieutenant and the bodyguards hiding next to him looked at him in shock, he did not dare to go forward to "persuade the fight", the scene was too bloody, making the main weapon of the Eritrean Defense Forces with personal rifles full of shocks. Boom boom boom.

The black secretary unlocked the door: "General, Mr. Alexey is here.

MacArthur was in no hurry, thought for a moment and stood up: "Invite him in." After arranging the somewhat messy books on the table, he blew on the table, a few cigarette butts floating in the air. As soon as the eunuch was firmly seated, Alexei walked in with his shiny, well-combed hair, but a very unhappy look on his face.

"General! I feel like I'm being insulted in Eritrea!"

That froze the smile on MacArthur's face.

MDB!

"Mr. Alexey, I don't know what you mean?" After reacting, he stood up straight and replied with a dissatisfied tone. Towards such an arrogant man, the other party had a questioning tone, making him very unhappy!

"Mr. Lloyd was killed in Asmara, and now it's Mr. Nicholas's turn to be publicly besieged in his hotel. Walter, is law and order here that bad? Or do you not put our safety at risk?" I go to the top? Top? "

Alexei can also be considered a person who has undergone political cleansing. If that big hat were laced first, MacArthur would be a little lacking in depth. Maybe those arms dealers are dead, but you were murdered or killed as a matter of public security, these are two different things, GL's actions are indeed just and excellent, if you change yourself, perhaps start turning the tables now.

MacArthur took a deep breath, calmed down a bit, stood up and smiled mischievously: "Mr. Alexey, please calm down, this has nothing to do with us..."

"This is the first time I have seen such a graceful expression of incompetence." Georgian laughed coldly, his words immediately made the other person's face change.

"We came to Asmara at your invitation, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Don't you think you are responsible for our safety? General MacArthur, we are here to bring you peace , not for us to be sent to death."

Perhaps sensing that the other person was suppressing his anger and afraid of angering them, Alexey placed his hands on the table and lowered his voice slightly.

"I'm sorry, I will order them to arrest these troublemakers."

"It is your duty, but we need compensation."

offset? What compensation is needed?

MacArthur opened his mouth, met the other person's determined eyes, and his words immediately changed.

"What compensation do you want?"

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