Chapter 143

"I have on hand a batch of 7.62mm bullets, about 200,000 bullets…only 12 USD."

"We want it!"

MacArthur did not wait for the other person to finish speaking, as if he spoke first. He is too lazy to discuss this price with the other party. Of course, if the other party is satisfied, it is clear that it cannot satisfy Alexei's taste at all. Sit down and talk to save face, use your right hand to lightly tap on the table and say to the secretary: "Madam, thank you for pouring me a cup of coffee."

The secretary asked the boss for instructions, the boss nodded before leaving.

Alexey stared at the secretary's back for a moment and then turned his head: "I just heard that Mr. Nicholas is injured, the injury is very serious."

"Open?" MacArthur panicked: "Pain?

Bastard!

I've already paid the deposit, you can't die, at least now there can't be an accident. Wait until the goods are shipped before you die. Alexey felt that the other person was worried, his face became tense, and he nodded heavily: "I called him, his staff answered and told me that the injury was not serious and that we had may have to move to Ethiopia.

"General, have you thought about compensating him? I heard that Mr. Nicholas has a very strong influence in Somalia, even maintaining close relations with some warlords. If Eritrea wants independence , she needs someone to support her…" He stopped at this point, and with MacArthur's IQ, he could understand the next words.

In the 1990s, Africa was never a peaceful place. Colonial rule had just ended and most European forces had withdrawn from the territory, but it was, after all, still a working enclave of the Third World. How much ore is buried here, who knows? Ready to give up? That's why these trash always like to point fingers.

If Eritrea turns the corner, more interests will be involved.

They definitely want the support of more people. Somalia is part of what they want to fight for because it is also located in North Africa.

MacArthur silently cursed. He scolded himself. Why didn't he think of that? On the three-acre plot of land in Asmara, these tricks made him a little dizzy, his eyebrows gradually furrowed, and bitter phlegm came out of his mouth, but he suddenly saw Alexei from the corner of his eye, who was just sitting there, rubbing his hands on his knees, as if he had nothing to do with himself. "Mr. Alexey, what can you do?"

"This kind of matter is between the general and Mr. Nicholas, I cannot comment."

The Georgian was playing hard, with an expression on his face that I knew but didn't say. It almost made MacArthur constipated. His facial muscles moved rhythmically and he reluctantly squeezed. She smiled, but this old face was already ugly, but now it was even more pleasant to look at, "If you behave well, tell me, I won't let you work so hard for nothing."

Alexey's eyes moved: "I don't want any benefits, I just feel that this is really difficult to solve, but I think because Mr. Nicholas is a businessman, all he cares about is profits , and he came here for nothing." More than just ordering, if this cake had more spices, I think he would jump out of bed, like a hyena unable to avoid the temptation of the undead.

After many detours, he finally told the truth.

But MacArthur still thinks it's reasonable, what's the difference between a businessman and a hyena? What is the difference between carrion and dollar?

But do you still feel like something is wrong?

Is Gregory from GL alive or dead and the hotel was not destroyed, how was Nicholas injured? These things seemed to make no sense, but MacArthur hated trouble and the pressure on his shoulders was too great.

"Then I think I'll have a nice chat with Mr. Nicholas."

"It should be like this, this is the best solution."

Old Black's face relaxed: "Thank you very much?" Why hasn't the coffee arrived yet? I'm about to scream. " He stood up and walked out, shouting at the door. Alexei was sitting, suddenly found a person on the table. This photo, the previous conflict between Lloyd and Duong Dao, was taken? The person's fierce expression His face changed, he looked at MacArthur at the door, reached out, took out the photo, and quickly hid it in his pocket.

This guy is also a bit difficult.

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Kiev!

Robert and his staff prepare to leave town. Their mission here was completed and the remaining 200 million rubles were successfully taken without incident. I thought Jakes being beaten by himself would cause trouble, but in the end he still waited. After a few days, there was no sign of him. Instead, Beasley called himself to apologize.

This old man is so hypocritical!

Sitting in the airport waiting room, he crossed his legs and took out a piece of gum from his pocket. Just as he took off the cover and was about to throw it on the ground, he felt a figure come to one side, silently sweeping the package away. got into.

"Open?" Robert instinctively raised his head, surprised to see someone: "Julia?"

The floor sweeper was the Ukrainian woman I had met before in the park. At that time, her face was paler and uglier than the last time I saw her. The bangs are tied arbitrarily, looking especially seductive, with a sad expression between the eyebrows. Hearing someone calling him, the next person also looked over and opened his mouth, but didn't know his name.

"Robert Lee."

Although a bit disappointed, Robert still smiled and extended his hand to her. Yulia hesitated and then shook her hand.

"Are you working here now?" He started asking, causing the two employees sitting across from each other to look at each other. When did this person speak so well? Isn't that boring?

"Well, I've only been in school for three days." Julia nodded.

"So… what about your children?" Robert still remembers this very intelligent child and everyone couldn't help but love him at first sight. He just asked normal questions, who knew the other person would stay silent, and after a while he said: "He's at home."

"Are there any problems?"

Yulia's worried expression showed that she was up to something. She shyly pulled her face back, "It's okay, I'm going to work, sir, have a nice trip." She turned around to leave, but it seemed the speed was too fast, his legs wobbled, he stumbled and fell to the ground. Robert jumped up, he quickly squatted down, supported her and shouted a few times, but the other party did not react, and they seemed to have passed out.

"Let's go, let's go to the hospital." Robert picked Yulia up and ran out, scolding the staff.

The two employees sitting in the back looked at the ticket in their hands in shock, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Flying to Germany costs $300.

But he was stunned for a moment, rolled up the ticket and threw it in the trash.

Robert hugged Yulia and hurriedly ran along the elevator to the door. There are also emergency measures at the airport. When he saw someone unconscious, the doctor ran to take that person to the ambulance.

"It costs $100 to drive from here to the hospital." The driver did not forget to remind him, the doctors and nurses also looked at him.

In Kiev, the medical sector thinks only about not starving and does not accept rubles, only US dollars!

"Okay, go to the hospital quickly." Robert took out a few US dollars from his pocket and handed it over: "Money is not a problem.

"Awesome! Dude, your brown bear is ready to take off!"

First, the driver took the bottle of wine from the side, made it halfway, raised his head, the speed changed and the ambulance began to drift away.

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