The Strongest Arms Dealer

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Somalia, Mogadishu.

The overall environment tends to be quiet. Under the management of General Hassan, a three-party truce, including the border dispute with Ethiopia, is also under discussion, and a meeting is planned to be held to negotiate with the umbrella company on security issues.

After all, they are allies. Under Tang Dao's default, they generally support Hassan. Moreover, the company never interferes in the other party's internal affairs. This is the foundation and the rules set by Tang Dao. They are only responsible for investment.

Invest who will be the boss.

Sitting in the Audi car, John closed his eyes tightly. He was recuperating and made an appointment to have a meal with Hassan.

I heard that Hassan found another wife, who is still a foreigner.

Sure enough...

If you are rich and powerful, you want to find a woman.

But when I said it this way, something was wrong. The boss didn't seem to like women very much. He had never seen anyone call a woman into the room.

Does he have other hobbies?

John was speculating maliciously. Before his brain could react, the driver suddenly braked suddenly. Before he could react, he rushed forward due to inertia, and his chin hit the back of the seat in front. , Teeth biting lips, a mouthful of blood.

Before John could speak, out of the corner of his eye he saw a car coming out of an alley and lying in front of the Audi. Before they could react, three black men jumped down from above and shot at the car with an AK!

The windshield suddenly cracked, but it didn't break!

This b7 level bulletproof vehicle can stop the attacks of professional shooters, machine guns, explosives, Molotov cocktails and grenades. And there is also a non-magnetic car bottom, lest Lei will stick it on it. This car cost the company close to a million dollars. Let's put it this way, the special mount for the boss of Yingjiang is about the same price. Of course, they also have a counterattack system. The fuel tank is also protected.

Umbrella has two of these vehicles, mainly for high-level travel.

No matter how much you can afford, you can't afford it.

The unshattered glass obviously frightened the attackers, they looked at each other and rushed over howling.

"Bump over!" John calmed down and ordered.

As soon as the driver shifted gears and stepped on the brakes, the tires were rubbing against the ground, and the exhaust pipe was emitting a fierce look. Because of the modification, it only took a little more than three seconds to start from 100 kilometers. The two gunmen in front couldn't dodge and were directly bumped into On the side of their car, the one who was hit by Juli screamed and vomited blood from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he couldn't live.

Who knows how many people there are?

Seeing that he was about to turn a corner and was about to run, the rpg shot directly towards the vehicle, but obviously the aim was not very good. The shot hit the eaves above, smashing a hole in the wall, and it could be killed at any time. The wall collapsed all of a sudden, directly burying the Audi!

The dust has cleared...

Only one car was standing still with its taillights on.

A hand hangs out from the window, full of blood, the watch glistens under the stimulation of the sun, reflecting a face, full of blood, eyes opened very tiredly, a burst of hurried footsteps can be heard He spoke English in a complicated dialect, which he couldn't understand. A figure covered the sun, depriving John of the slight warmth he had left.

"Sir, you're like a dead dog."

John lifted his eyes up, and saw standing in front of him was a black man in plaid clothes, wearing sunglasses, with a ring around his mouth, which looked nondescript, with a pistol in his hand, directly facing John forehead.

"Your head is worth $200,000, thank you very much."

John wanted to struggle, but his whole body was weak, and the painful cry of the bodyguard next to him was still unavoidable, so he could only close his eyes as if waiting for death.

The opponent's index finger pulled the trigger.

…

"Hahaha! I won again." Tang Dao put the poker cards in his hand on the table, "Straight Flush."

Charlie, who was sitting next door, and Jack Kennedy, who was sitting above, put down the cards in their hands helplessly, counted a few US dollars from the drawer, and handed them to him. Even Marlin Rock, another member of the Boston consortium, was also depressed. "Nicholas, your luck is really good. You have won seven games in a row. Could it be that Lady Luck has taken a fancy to you?"

"He's the youngest here, don't you still want Tiche to fall in love with the old man?" Charlie also joked.

Tyche, the goddess of fate in Greek mythology, was later confused with Fortuna in Rome, similar to the goddess of fortune.

The legend is beautiful.

"I can only say that my anger is very good. At this time, I should take advantage of the victory and pursue it." Tang Dao said with a smile, grabbing the cards and planning to shuffle them. At this moment, the little angel hurried over with the phone and handed it to him. He whispered in his ear, "Boss, the phone call from Somalia is in trouble."

Tang Dao's heart skipped a beat, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Guys, play first, I'll answer the phone."

"Please, I have to go to the bathroom too. My kidneys are not very good as I get older." Charlie stood up, pulled up his pants, and walked towards the toilet next to him, while Jack and Marin Locke were Take a coffee break for a while.

Tang Dao smiled and nodded towards them, took his mobile phone, pushed open the french door, walked outside, stood by the railing, looked at the trees on the back hill, and became much happier, but he didn't have the time to think about it. Taste, "Hi, I'm Nicholas."

"Boss, I'm Mister."

"What happened?"

"John was attacked in Mogadishu."

Tang Dao's body trembled, and his eyebrows trembled, "When did it happen, and what happened to the person?"

"Just this morning, I was shot and sent to the hospital now, but the doctor said the situation is not optimistic. Three bodyguards died." Mister's tone was very serious. Now the entire umbrella company is almost in chaos, and John is in name The top leader, that is, the executive president, this **** boss has been killed by someone, and the atmosphere is suddenly not right.

Including General Hassan, who was shocked when he heard John was attacked, he was furious and ordered martial law throughout the city!

But the murderer has already run away. After all, Mogadishu is still a war zone...

The ghost knows what Tang Dao is feeling now, his face is twitching slightly, and his palm is slapping the railing vigorously. Charlie, who just came back inside, can clearly see the movement. He wiped the water stains on his hand, "What's wrong with Nicholas?" ?”

"I don't know~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He just went out like this." Jack Kennedy tilted his body and looked at the other party, shaking his head, "Is something going to happen?"

"It's possible, I'll ask him later." Marin Locke nodded, holding a deck of cards in his hand, which he picked at random, and he likes to gamble.

Tang Dao held his breath in his heart, but he still tried not to panic, he was the backbone.

"During John's hospitalization, you will be in charge of the umbrella during this period. Keep no internal fluctuations. Also, don't leave the headquarters if there is nothing to do. Strengthen security protection. Now I always feel that someone is playing tricks behind my back. When I catch him, I will Just send them up to God with one shot, no one will come."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, handed the mobile phone to the little angel, then took a deep breath, wiped his face, and walked back to the hall with a smile on his face again.

"What happened, Nicholas?" asked Charlie, who was on good terms with him.

"It's okay, business matters can be resolved, come on, let's continue, don't mess up the mood." @B