From arms dealer to king of war

Through her own efforts, Asma hugged Igor's thick legs and finally avoided the fate of being sent back to the country to squat in a hard labor camp...

Igor doesn't care what kind of person Asma is...

This kid was brought up by Kaman. The old man took him into what most people consider to be extremely dangerous environments almost from his infancy. In addition, he had a pair of parents who could back him up for anything he did. This made him Became the most typical beast action group.

Young Master Igor's outlook on life is completely messed up. No matter if you are a liar or a good person, if you promised to help me raise a dog and work for me at the same time, then you must keep your word.

At first, Asma was worried that Igor's demon king father would cause trouble for her. What she didn't expect was that after Igor spoke, everyone seemed to forget her existence.

Asuma never expected that no one would care about following this stupid little thing wandering around the military base.

What's even more outrageous is that she thought that the 300,000 yuan she had saved so hard was hidden in an apartment in London. Maybe if she delayed for a while, she would be able to find a chance to get rid of this silly boy. But...

"What?"

Asma sat on the wooden steps at the door of the cafeteria, subconsciously took the phone handed over by Igor, looked at the little boss in front of her, and said, "Who is that person opposite?"

Igor impatiently tugged on Springer's traction rope to make the little thing be more obedient. Then he pinched the nostrils that were full of dry nose and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you hid 30 years of boogers in England?" Wan? I'll find someone to help you take it out."

Asuma stared wide-eyed at this naughty kid who had picked his nose and brought the puppy to share with him, and said weakly: "Right away?"

"hold head high……"

Igor nodded matter-of-factly and said, "I have many dogs now, and they will starve to death without money."

Igor pointed to the phone and said, "Hurry up, we will go in and buy meat when the money arrives..."

Asma put the phone to her ear in disbelief and said, "Holle..."

Then a very feminine male voice on the opposite side said in an authentic London accent: "Hello madam, my name is Charlie, the Duke of York's butler. Did you leave something behind in London?"

Butler Charlie's tone was gentle and polite, causing Asma to subconsciously say: "Yes..."

Then Asma suddenly reacted and said incredulously: "Duke of York? Butler?"

After all, Asma has been in England for several years. Although she is not familiar with the British royal family, she has heard of Prince Andrew, Duke of York.

In the eyes of the British people, this prodigal scumbag is not something that everyone in Britain calls out, but he has so many scandals that people are familiar with him and it is considered a strange thing.

However, even if Prince Andrew is a big scumbag, the title of 'Duke of York' means that he is also a prince with a nominal fiefdom, and he is considered a high-ranking figure in the British royal family.

And Asma happens to know this Princess Beatrice...

Princess Beatrice has been highly exposed in the UK in recent years because she is keen on charity activities in Afika and has a high reputation among Afika and other Commonwealth countries.

At the same time, because he looks relatively non-aggressive and has a carefree personality without the annoying aura of aristocrats, he is very popular among common people.

The British Empire is in serious decline, and the influence of the royal family is even worse than before. With Beatrice as a brand, the British media can arrange for people to be stationed in Sangha Town to follow up and report on Beatrice's actions without any prompting.

In fact, among this group of media, tabloids like The Sun have always wanted to stir up the scandal between Jackal and Beatrice. Unfortunately, in Jackal’s mountaintop compound, the princess is not valuable at all...

And Beatrice’s appearance is really far different from those of the Arabian princesses...

The fact that the famous Jackal has a wife and a mistress is not even news. The subjects of the scandal are all beauties like Princess Charlene, who are both good-looking and tall. No one believes that Beatrice is the Jackal's pick.

When Asma was living in London, she had followed these news, but she had not fully realized who had fallen into the hands of her. She swallowed hard and said, "I, my money may be in some trouble. Is this okay?"

The other person seemed to have expected this situation, butler Charlie said patiently: "Yes, ma'am, Igor's father is not only a good friend of Princess Beatrice, but also a friend of the British royal family.

Igor called Princess Beatrice and told her about you. I admire his kindness in saving those poor military dogs, and I am also willing to help deal with some problems.

Please tell me your address, and whatever you have left behind in London, I will have someone pick it up. "

The butler Charlie said it more implicitly and never mentioned the word 'money', but the meaning was expressed very clearly.

Asma thought about how she had worked hard for so many years and how she had been fooled by terrorists for a year. In the end, it seemed that her family's foundation could not be saved. She said sadly: "Isn't it really troublesome? Cross-border transfers." It’s very troublesome, it’s difficult to deal with taxes and fees…”

Butler Charlie said patiently in an extremely gentle tone: "Madam, please believe in our ability...

All I need is an address and I'll arrange for the accountant to transfer the money first.

Your donation will go into Princess Beatrice's 'Charitable Fund', and subsequent financial issues can be left to me to ensure that there will be no legal problems.

I personally admire your generosity. If you are willing to disclose your identity, the charity fund can arrange a donation certificate and a letter of thanks for you..."

Under Charlie's gentle urging, Beatrice subconsciously told the location where the money was hidden, and then she realized that her 'coffin book' was completely gone...

Hearing the other party hang up the phone, Asma looked at Igor who was competing with Springer, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, and said: "Little boss, is the person on the phone really the butler of the Duke of York? Don't be fooled." People were deceived!”

Igor reached out and pushed away the grinning Springer, rubbed his nose and said, "I don't know him, but Beatrice said he could help..."

When Asma heard this, she said angrily: "You asked someone you don't know to take my 300,000 yuan? That's all my money..."

Igor stood up and buckled his butt, and said matter-of-factly: "It only makes sense to spend money, and that's money to buy dog ​​food, you promised me...

Come on, I'm going to the warehouse to see if there's any cheaper meat. Those big dogs can eat it. "

Asma looked at Igor's back, raised her hand and changed several shapes, and then she felt the surroundings suddenly became quiet...

The little black men who were walking in and out of the cafeteria suddenly stopped and looked at her with a look that made her hair stand on end.

Asma suddenly had the illusion that she might be eaten alive at any time. She hurriedly put away her resentment and followed Igor's footsteps with small steps. She bent down and asked in a low voice: "Where is this place? Who is your father?" who?"

Igor said naturally: "This is P.B.'s Kandahar base, and my father is a jackal."

Asuma, who had not fully understood the situation since yesterday, suddenly froze in place as if struck by lightning...

"P·B? Jackal? That old man lied to me. They are not a 'dragon group' at all, let alone from my mother's family..."

How did Igor know what Asma was talking about?

After the kid walked into the cafeteria, he found a fat man named Lao Hei who specialized in managing warehouses. He wanted to solve the problem of buying meat...

Unexpectedly, the big fat man did not give him any face, and allowed the young master to swear that he had a lot of money, but the big fat man did not compromise.

Just when Asuma felt that she was being fooled, the sound of high heels came from behind...

When Asuma subconsciously turned his head to look over, he felt like he was being squeezed aside.

Asma was blocked behind by two tall and fit Kurdish female soldiers. Just when she was about to say something, she saw Charlene, who was full of queenly aura, striding up behind Igor and squatting down. She held this little bastard in her arms with a smile on her face and kissed her hard a few times...

Seeing Igor wiping the lipstick marks on his face with a look of disgust, Charlene smiled, grabbed his fat face, shook it, and said: "Beatrice said you want to spend 300,000 pounds to raise a dog, and you gave the money to I called you and told you honestly, where did you get the money?"

Igor frowned and pushed Princess Charlene's hand away, and said dissatisfiedly: "My new employee gave it to me. Not only did she give me money, she was also willing to help me raise a dog..."

After hearing this, Charlene looked around in surprise, wanting to know whose brain had been burned out, and then she suddenly saw Asma who was blocked behind by a Kurdish female bodyguard.

Charlene, Princess of Monaco, is wearing a decent dress. In order to respect the local customs, she wears a silk scarf on her head that is more decorative than traditional.

Seeing a strange girl looking at her with an admiring expression, Charlene smiled and nodded, then waved to the Kurdish female bodyguard...

Charlene is so famous, especially among women...

A white girl who was born in Zimbabwe and settled in South Africa married into the Monaco royal family and held a wedding that attracted worldwide attention.

Although it makes people feel bad to watch them cry from the beginning of the wedding to the end, but for most girls from the lowest background, this is an idol.

What's more, since a few years ago, this idol has not only spread her influence to several continents around the Mediterranean through charity actions, but also transformed into a major warlord princess in the Mediterranean.

The fleet tonnage owned by her maritime security company exceeds 90% of the world's countries.

Looking at Charlene with a bright smile on her face, and then at Igor wiping his boogers on the princess's skirt, Asma, who had been in a dream, finally realized who Igor was...

Beatrice, Charlene, P.B., Jackal...

Igor said that his father was a jackal. Isn’t that the legendary ‘Knight Joe’?

Asma, who was not in good health, was dizzy for a moment, and realized that she had spent this time hugging the coffin to a huge golden leg that could not be thicker. She hugged Princess Charlene with tears in her eyes... …

"Hello, my name is Asma. I am now the assistant of Master Igor. It is my honor to work for him..."