The Strongest Arms Dealer

The "local tyrants" in Africa seldom buy properties in North America or Europe to make money. They prefer to spend huge sums of money to modify the "palace."

After all, for them, the colonial rule has not ended for long, and the dimples of the gentlemen in Europe are filled with the smell of blood. The most important thing is that this place has its own influence, so how can it be safer than here?

For example, Hassan's official residence cost him close to 17 million US dollars!

All were designed by a European design team, covering an area of ​​15,000 square meters. There is a huge sculpture in the middle, about 8 meters in length. It is a man holding a javelin, facing the west, and his muscles are vividly portrayed.

"This sculpture cost me 780,000 US dollars. I bought it from the black market in North America. I heard that it is a famous sculptor in Mexico. What is his name? Javier..." Hassan stretched out a finger and called his incomplete name.

"Javier Volsky." Tang Dao continued, the former smiled and nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect that Mr. Nicholas still has research on sculpture?"

"When I was studying, I liked modern art. I think they have the life we ​​want."

Tang Dao walked into the gate side by side with Hassan while talking. The bodyguards behind him looked full of style and protection. Moreover, there were reflections on the top floor, and there were obviously "heavy weapons" on it.

Listening to Tang Dao's comments on art, the latter did not show any impatience on his face, but instead listened attentively.

I have to say, to a certain extent, this guy is more "civilized" than Aidid.

But such a person is also full of unknown variables, he is too calm.

A soldier with a micro punch opened the door consciously. In the restaurant, a table about 5 meters long was filled with seafood delicacies, lobsters that were close to 50 centimeters in length, and suckling pigs that were hung up. With the steak being fried, the price of this card alone would be at least close to 100,000 US dollars if it was in the United States.

The Australian lobster is worth a lot of money.

Sure enough, if you have money, you learn to enjoy it.

Tang Dao felt that in this regard, he had to learn from him.

"Please sit down. I know that Mr. Nicholas has studied in the United States. I specially invited the best western food chef from South Africa. I hope you like it." Hassan was very polite, and his language was very gentle.

"Oh my God, this is just so rich."

Tang Dao tilted his head and said with a smile, "I thought I came to the White House. No, those Yankees may not be treated like this."

Hassan smiled happily, and even put a napkin on his legs. This... Black people also know this etiquette?

He cut the steak with a knife and fork, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then swallowed it, his face was full of relief, his hands were on the table, and he looked at Tang Dao who was eating, "My favorite is beef, the taste Chewy enough, your teeth have to be hard enough, or not strong enough to break it."

There is something in the words.

"Then General Hassan has to borrow a tool. No matter how tough this beef is, it's still cut off by a knife." Tang Dao cut the beef with a knife, as if he didn't understand the meaning, "This living person can still make urine Suffocated to death?"

When will this old black learn to point fingers and scold Huai.

Did God still lose a root of IQ DNA?

The other party compared himself to tearing beef. The Southern Alliance headed by him wanted to swallow Aidid!

Isn't it just to talk about the arms business when I was invited here?

There are about ten cities in the Confederacy. Apart from Mogadishu, Hargeisa, the second largest city, and Kismayo, the third largest city, are all in the south. Together, there are more than 100,000 troops and rich wealth. , All the hypocritical beauty equipment was used.

But how could those old beauties be so kind?

I am afraid that this Ingram light submachine gun is not cheap.

Sure enough, Hassan continued. He put down the knife and fork, and rudely removed the claws of the Australian lobster. The meat inside was still steaming, which seemed to whet the appetite. He put the meat in In the bowl, he said, "Actually, Mr. Nicholas, you should be clear that when I invite you to the south, I intend to cooperate with you."

"Cooperation?" Tang Dao pretended not to understand, "Please tell me."

"Somalia has been divided for too long, it's time to unify." Hassan said.

Unite?

What are you kidding.

If you stop fighting, what money will I make?

Moreover, including the tycoons who manipulated the African chessboard behind, they also hope that he will collapse. After all, the money of retail investors is the worst to earn. The 90's still belonged to Africa, and you think there is no one else behind the Somali pirates?

This world is beyond your imagination.

Safety?

That's only relative. Before you touch this level, you are a safe salted fish. If you touch it, you are a salted fish waiting to be slaughtered.

Of course, Tang Dao thought so in his heart, but he had a different expression on his face, nodding in affirmation, "I think it's right, peace is what human beings yearn for, quietness is life, and the shells in Somalia are enough to fill the Gulf of Aden It’s full, and I’m very supportive.”

Anyway, the support only needs to rely on two sentences of language, and it doesn't cost money.

But who knew that Hassan's grandson was even more shameless, very straightforward, "I want you to support us."

support?

What a joke!

Does Lao Tzu look like a charity ambassador?

I am a businessman.

Just as Tang Dao was about to speak, the long-lost system voice reappeared.

[Sub-task: dig meat! Occupy 40% of the weapons business in Hassan or the Southern Alliance, failure: no penalty, reward: a random gun blueprint, an intelligence team (not less than 7 people), a combat team (not less than 10 people ), a special talent! A ticket to the International Arms Defense Conference (random). 】

This reward is really rich!

Tang Dao has never encountered such a generous system so far, and the tickets for the Light Weapons Defense Conference are already very precious.

This can even be said to be a must-choice path for oneself to go to the road of formalization.

After all, have you ever seen Erdao dealers and arms dealers go to set up stalls?

However, having said that, the requirements are also not low, 40% of the weapons accounted for, if you get it, it is also a huge order, even more abundant than Eritrea.

"How do you want me to support you?" Tang Dao asked after pondering for a while.

Hassan was actually staring at the other party all the time, and all the facial expressions of the other party fell into his eyes. Seeing him like this, he was very vigilant, so he laughed and sipped his red wine, "I want you to stop talking to Aidid's forces. arms sales."

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Tang Dao suddenly raised his head, squinting his eyes~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Looking at Hassan, the other party's status in his heart dropped rapidly. It turned out that he was also an idiot, thinking that a smart person finally came, and smiled Shaking his head, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and went back to the chair, "Are you kidding? General Hassan, I'm a businessman. I have no reason to reject my buyer, and I won't feel sorry for the dollar."

Ensuring fairness is the most basic professional ethics of businessmen.

"No!" Hassan turned his face back, "I'm not joking, if you continue to sell him weapons, you are the enemy of our Confederate States...if you are the enemy." He paused, and said calmly, "We will Very rude."

The air suddenly froze.

Everyone in the restaurant felt great pressure.

Especially Hassan's guards began to touch the gun with their hands, and some people even opened the safety. The faces of the little angel and the others tightened up, and they looked around in full control, and slowly touched their hands behind them, slowly approaching. Tang Dao, if there is a conflict, he can guarantee to protect him as soon as possible, but this is his territory, there are many people, and it is not easy to kill you if you really want to kill you.

Tang Dao narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table.

Boom...boom...boom.

He was the only voice in the entire space.

But it stopped abruptly, he sat up straight, leaned forward slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Hassan, do you think I'm scared?"

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