Me, The Station Reporter

At the door of the bar at night, the two rows of big black men in suits and tattoos on their necks also noticed Jiang Cheng and A1.

This is the Black State Continent, where black skin is the theme, and yellow people are still relatively rare.

These black men only looked at it for a while and did not stare at it non-stop.

Although yellow skin is rare, Attila is the capital of Elijah, and embassies from various countries are stationed here. Not to mention yellow skin, white skin is also common.

Seeing Jiang Cheng and A1 walking towards each other, they seemed to be about to enter the bar. The leading black man smiled and said: "Two gentlemen, welcome to the night bar. Here, you will enjoy the most comfortable service!"

"The most comfortable service..." Jiang Cheng smiled, took a step forward, stared at the big black man who spoke, spoke fluent English, and said politely: "I want to see your boss, Mr. Herrimala. Please tell me that big business is coming!"

"Meet our boss..." The big black man's eyes flashed, he looked at Jiang Cheng for a second and said, "Sir, our boss is not here!"

The big black guy is just one of Herrimala's younger brothers. He doesn't dare to let a stranger meet his boss casually.

"You made a very wrong decision. Because of your own actions, your boss will lose a trusted partner and turn him into an enemy."

Jiang Cheng looked at the big black man in front of him, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he continued: "If you shut me out, I can only go to Mr. Wilson in the south."

"When your boss knows the cause and effect, your end will be miserable. Your boss will cut off your tongue so that you will never be able to refuse other people's kind requests."

Speaking of this, Jiang Cheng also made a gesture of cutting his tongue.

Why did he mention Wilson? It was because this man was Herrimala's biggest competitor.

After listening to Jiang Cheng's words, the big black man was silent for a moment and said: "Sir, please wait a moment!"

Then, the big black man took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and described the situation here in detail.

A few minutes later, the big black man hung up the phone, stretched out his hand in an invitation gesture, and said: "Sir, please come in, the boss is very interested in you!"

"Thank you!" Jiang Cheng smiled politely and followed the big man Hei into the bar.

After a short journey, Jiang Cheng arrived at the fourth floor of the bar, led by Big Hei.

As soon as he arrived here, Jiang Cheng saw dozens of heavily armed, large black men carrying firearms and wearing camouflage uniforms. These people all looked a bit sinister. If ordinary people came here, they would definitely be frightened.

Jiang Cheng only had a slightly faster heartbeat and didn't feel much.

When interviewing Mugusi yesterday, Jiang Cheng encountered an even bigger opponent than this, and he already had some immunity.

Beyond these fierce black men, a door appeared, and the smell of wine and cigars wafted out.

As a big black man opened the door, Jiang Cheng saw what was going on inside.

This is a room similar to a private room, with leather sofas, night view TV, solid wood floors, glass coffee tables, etc.

On the sofa, Jiang Cheng saw the person he wanted to see - Herrimala.

"It's a lot of fun!" Jiang Cheng said to himself. In his sight, besides Herrimala, there were two fair-skinned women with good looks and explosive figures.

Taking a step forward, Jiang Cheng walked in, sat on the sofa next to him without any scruples, and crossed his legs.

On the side, Herrimala stared at Jiang Cheng, holding a cigar in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other.

After watching for a while, Hryama smiled slightly, and his voice was very rough: "You want to see me and discuss business with me? Who are you, where are you from, and what business are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng smiled and said nothing, but kept staring at the big horses on the left and right sides of Herrimala.

I have to say that Dayangma's figure is really good, at least few women in China can compare with it.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't speak and just stared at the two dancers, Herrimala understood and said, "You guys get out first!"

The two dancers were very sensible and left quickly, blowing two kisses to Jiang Cheng before leaving.

"Cough..." Jiang Cheng pretended to cough, turned to stare at Herrimala, and said: "Mr. Herrimala, as far as I know, your current situation is not optimistic. Mr. Wilson in the south has spent a lot of money." With the money, a large number of obsolete weapons, such as rifles, machine guns, grenades, rocket launchers, etc., were purchased from Mugusi, the commander-in-chief of the Southern Military Region."

"What does this have to do with you?" Herrimala frowned, her face looking very ugly.

Jiang Cheng didn't tell lies. Herrimala's situation was really not very good.

Elijah is in the middle of a civil war, and his rival has strengthened a lot and seems to have defected to Commander-in-Chief Mugus. This is very bad news for Herrimala.

"Mr. Herrimala, of course this has something to do with me. Your opponent has become stronger and the balance between you has been broken. If you don't want to become a stepping stone for others, then you can only choose to change. Strong, after all, your current good life must rely on your own strength, otherwise it will be just a mirror and will disappear in an instant." Jiang Cheng said with a faint smile.

"Everything you said is correct. So, what is your purpose?" Herrimala didn't want to beat around the bush with Jiang Cheng. He wanted to get straight to the point and get to the point.

"I'm here for the money!" Jiang Cheng said with a gentle smile.

"Haha..." Herrimala laughed and said coldly: "You are here for money. Do you want to make money from me? Young man, I'm afraid you have lost your mind!"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng put down his legs, picked up the wine glass, poured a glass of red wine skillfully, lit a cigar unceremoniously, lay back on the leather sofa, and made a toast gesture.

It wasn't until Jiang Cheng took a sip of wine that he said: "It's not to make money. What am I doing here? Who would do anything without profit? I'm right, Mr. Herrimala!"

"Stop talking nonsense, my patience is not very good..." Herrimala's face was gloomy. He wanted to kill the man in front of him with a single shot.

This guy's current expression and posture made him feel very angry. This guy was too arrogant, or too self-righteous.

"A1, load the goods!"

Seeing that Herimala was already a little impatient, Jiang Cheng didn't dare to continue dragging him.