God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 307: An Arms Dealer's Auction

The new market at the auction was like celebrating the New Year. Not only the streets were cleaned, but the rebels even put ribbons on the street lights along the road. All the soldiers in the city changed into clean and tidy military uniforms, all the m4a1 assault rifles were all back, and even optical sights were added. The 40mm grenade launcher was equipped with a third.

They all have camouflage-style steel helmets and military boots ... You know, in the army that many warlords in the world claim to save the world, this equipment rate can be described as the world's first rebel organization.

Whether it's the facade or the courageous Allied Army, it's so huge that it doesn't make half a dime for those VIPs who come here.

Starting at 9 am, a steady stream of private jets landed on the airport runway of the new downtown. One after another, world-class arms dealers came here. These dead-selling merchants wore bright and beautiful brand names. The clothing and lighters used are luxury items with 24k gold and diamonds. All of them show remarkable value in one stroke, and these are poured out with the blood of the dead, although they do not admit it. The word used to defend is, "The firearms we sell are not guilty, and those who are guilty are those who pull the trigger."

According to regulations, each arms dealer can take two bodyguards. They are either special forces kings or professional killers. Anyway, those who follow the beasts are naturally murderous beasts.

Yuri is in charge of picking up and arranging rest. He smiles and welcomes him like a host.

Among these distinguished guests, one has the closest relationship with Yuri, that is, Bashkir in the big Mao country, the arms dealer with the nickname "villain", and the t90 main battle tanks that Yuri sold to Luo Xing came from this big guy. It is said that he once belonged to the KGB organization, and he was also a close buddy with Pudi. It can be so big and alive today, and it has a good relationship with the authorities of the big Mao country to wear a pair of pants.

It is probably from the same ethnic group, and can chat in Russian. The favorite are Cuban cigars and vodka. Yuri and Bashkir are naturally familiar.

At 10 am, Bashkir's passenger plane landed on the runway. A large bald, white-bearded Bashkir looks like Santa Claus who forgot to wear a robe, but in his hand It was definitely not a gift wrapped in ribbons, but a weapon to kill.

"Hey, why are you the old guy picking up? Where have all those little girls in bikinis gone? Or, you also wear thongs? Thank goodness, I don't want to look at your old farts." Bash Kiel saw Yuri, joking with a smile.

"Little girl, you play so much, what's so rare? If you really want to see my old fart` stock, you just have to open a suitable price." Yuri joked and hug Bashkir together.

When the two got together recently, Bashkir stopped smiling and whispered, "Brother, 'that person' is very interested in the goods on your hands, $ 2.2 billion, don't play any boring auctions. Now, give it directly to me, and give you the money, and I will leave immediately. "

"Friends, familiarity, business is business, but you ca n’t break the rules. I ’ll just let you fly away with good goods, I ca n’t tell those big arms guys. Since the big guys behind you are determined to win, Why fear bidding with others? "Yuri smiled back.

"You, that's it. It's boring to recognize money but not others." Bashkir stopped talking and let go of the old man in his arms. The relationship that had known each other for too long let Bashkir know that this purchase was fundamental I can't move Yuri, but since it is the above task, I still have to try it anyway.

"Hey, let's adjust the jet lag first. I have prepared good vodka and black caviar for you in the room, and I will not charge you, lest you say that I do n’t recognize money." Yuri patted the old Brother's shoulder.

"Okay, then wait for you to sing a big show tonight." Bashkir took two big bodyguards in a limousine and drove away from the airport.

Near lunchtime, Yuri did not wait for the last dynasty arms dealer, but instead waited for Luo Xing's convoy. He put on a crisp white military gown, hung all kinds of medals that could be hung up, and, unexpectedly, wore a half white mask on his face.

"Commander Luo Xing, you are so special today. We are going to hold an auction instead of a masquerade?" Yuri quipped softly.

"After all, the little beast is still dead, but you have to beware of the risk of being attacked." Luo Xing said with a single finger and tapped the mask on his face. There is no way to shoot easily. "

"You can be considered a treacherous spoiler." Yuri's admiration overflowed with words, and at this moment, a small passenger plane landed on the runway of the new downtown airport and opened the hatch. The well-known Chinese munitions trader is Sui Tao, who is quietly carrying a black suitcase.

At first Yuri thought that this person was the bodyguard who got off the plane first, but Sui Tao stepped forward and no one got off the plane.

"Have you seen such a young arms dealer?" Luo Xing also noticed that something was wrong.

"I don't know him, nor am I a guest." Yuri solemnly.

At this time, more than a dozen soldiers with live ammunition blocked immediately in front of the two officers and raised their guns to surround Sui Tao.

"Is that how you entertain guests?" Sui Tao was forced to stop and asked coldly.

"The problem is, we don't even know if you are an enemy or a friend? Dare to ask your little brother the last name." Yuri was quite polite.

"I'm just an unknown soldier. You can call me 's'. The arms dealer you invited has been caught by the heavens and is now in a prison.

I want to talk about business, I have enough. Sui Tao straightened her straight suit.

"Are you the official person?" Yuri exclaimed. In principle, at this time, no one will be directly involved.

"You asked, I will not answer you, I can only say that I have enough money and enough sincerity." Sui Tao managed the collar.

"Also said to come to meet our lord patrons personally, and unexpectedly a bigger ..." Luo Xing nodded and motioned for the guard to search for him.

Sui Tao didn't bring anything on or off his body, including the secret communication equipment with Shen Ming. The suitcase was opened, and there was only a satellite phone in it. When the guard was about to pick up the phone to check, Sui Tao, who had been quietly cooperating with the search, suddenly moved and pressed the soldier to the ground. His arm was twisted to a near-broken edge behind him.

The soldiers under him were sore in pain and grinning, and the soldier companions beside him loaded a bullet, and the muzzle aimed at Sui Tao's head.

"Listen well, I can only make this call once, either to pay for the notification, or to notify the failure of the mission. My life can be lost here, but the phone must not be touched by others." Sui Tao looked around coldly Looking around, the look was like thinking about **** everyone beside him.

At the moment when the atmosphere was about to erupt, Luo Xing applauded and came forward, "Okay! Good! Good! Mr. S really is a loyal iron soldier.

Yuri also quietly motioned to let those guards aside, and the soldier who was pressed to the ground by Sui Tao was also lucky to keep his arm.

Sui Tao put the satellite phone back in the suitcase and stood up, as if no one had ever pointed a gun at his head.

"Dare to ask Mr. S if he has any reluctance, Luo specially prepared a little wine for you." Luo Xing is polite to the guests from the heavenly court.

"It's no longer necessary. I've already eaten an airplane meal on the plane. Take me to the station first. Everything is for the auction at night." Sui Tao did not appreciate it.

Although Sui Tao is not flattering, the amount he can pay is likely to be the highest among several customers, and money can make up for all the defects, even if it has the same appeal to the same sex.

On the way back to the hotel, Luo Xing drove one by one, while Yuri and Sui Tao sat in a luxury car.

"Mr. s have something to drink?" Yuri opened the bar on the car and said to the landlord.

"Qingshui, thank you." Sui Tao answered like a robot.

"Mr. S need not be so serious. We are not enemies, but friends. Maybe there are some misunderstandings in the past, but that is not worth our grievances." Yuri relied on the old man. He poured himself a glass of vodka and gave it again. Give a bottle of mineral water to Sui Tao.

"I don't care about our relationship at all. I only came here for one purpose, to take that communication code machine home." Sui Taozhi was sure to get it.

"Hey, it seems that Mr. S is prepared. But because you are participating in this kind of activity for the first time, I still need to popularize the relevant rules with you. The value of this communication cipher machine is 2 billion U.S. dollars, and the auction The starting price of the event is 1.5 billion, and each increase is in 10 million US dollars.

The payment method of the auction is cash, and only unused old banknotes are accepted. No diamonds, stocks, futures, white flour or souvenirs are accepted.

Once the auction is completed, the funds need to be shipped here by air within 12 hours before we can deliver the goods to the buyer. During this period, if the buyer regrets or the force majeure interrupts the sale, the security deposit you paid, that is, the Thunderbolt 10, you will not be able to drive back. "Yuri smiled, drinking vodka.

"This will not bother Mr. Yuri bother. We have nothing, that is, we have a lot of foreign exchange reserves. If you want cash, give it cash. The task I receive is to make sure that the cryptographic machine is in our hands at all costs." Tao was extremely firm.

"Ask me what is the price of this 'at all costs'?" Yuri wondered.

"Within $ 4 billion."

"..." Yuri's eyes popped out.