West Africa, mining area.

"Hurry up, all the cars go inside. "The iron mesh doors of the past were wide open, and the trucks carrying food were lining up to drive towards the warehouse.

"Ramisan, thank you for your help. The monk grabbed the other party's hand and said enthusiastically.

"We're all running errands for the boss, and I love the little things you give me. Ramisan patted his waistbag.

It contained a small 10-gram piece of compressed opium, enough for him to make a fortune.

"Haha, we Chinese are very generous to our friends. "To the transport supervisor of this rubber plantation, the monk seemed very polite.

After all, the other party is Harvey's man, and all the food in the mining area has to be transported through him.

"I'm bringing a lot of women with me this time, and they'll stay here for the time and I'll take them away next time. Ramisan smiled as he pointed to the carriage not far away.

"Oh?" the monk probed curiously.

He is loveless to black people, not discriminatory, mainly because he can't appreciate the beauty of black.

What black pearls, let's leave them to Ramisan to enjoy himself!

He most wanted to meet Asians, white people, at least without worrying about not finding her when the lights were turned off.

"Where did they come from?"

"All over the world, rest assured, they are very clean, some of them were sold by their families, and the women who worked on the rubber plantations, it was great!"

He smiled at Ramisan, who was winning, and the monk's gaze was drawn to a white man.

With soft facial features, a sweet smile, and tenderness in her eyes, it seems that no ordeal can crush her.

"Man, you've got a good eye, she's a half-blood, a third Chinese, and she's from Cape Town. ”

"I can see that she is educated, why?" the monk did not understand.

"Her convoy was attacked by natives, and it was my men who saved her, but Mr. Harvey forbade us to touch white people, so she's yours. ”

Ramisan said with some regret that if it weren't for Harvey's order, he wouldn't have given such a beauty to someone else.

Just when the monk was a little moved, two yellow dragons suddenly appeared in the distance, which were the dust raised by the speeding vehicle.

"Someone is coming, I can't see the number clearly, vigilance, vigilance!" shouted the observer on the side of the mountain, closing his binoculars.

"It looks like someone came uninvited. Ramisan smiled and spread his hands.

He is a native of West Africa, and was selected by Harvey to be the driver of the transport team, and finally sat in the position of transport supervisor with his courage to fight.

Fighting was as normal for him as eating.

"You don't need to do it. The monk smiled, and a large number of special guards had already rushed out of the mining area.

On the belly of the mountain, 30 Browning M1917s are set up in front of them.

Whoever wants to storm the mines has a terrible price to pay.

These heavy machine guns, which glow in the sun, are capable of tearing apart thousands of people and dyeing the earth scarlet.

"Don't move. Suddenly, the cold hardness pressed against the back of the monk's head.

The half-race woman who had attracted the attention of the two of them before was now holding a tight small pistol, containing murderous intent against the back of his head.

"Damn, it wasn't my idea. Ramisan said with an ugly face.

"Take it easy, man, it's no big deal. The monk spread his hands and turned to look at her slowly.

"Beautiful lady, what do you want?" said the monk with a smile, as if he could not see the muzzle between his eyebrows.

"Get your men back where they came from and hand Lake over to me. Lilith said coldly.

"Where are you from? FBI, CIA, USSS. The monk asked curiously.

"It's none of your business. As the two spoke, dozens of cars stopped 200 miles away.

Trained soldiers jumped from above, set up machine guns and aimed them at the mines and above the mountainside.

"Woman, I seem to have more guns than yours. Pointing to the men who surrounded him, the monk grinned.

"But your life is in my hands, and you can see who's faster. Lilith spun on her tiptoes and turned sideways to turn behind the monk.

Just as she was going around to her side, the monk moved.

Boom!

The elbow of her right arm slammed into the top, and Lilith's waist was hit hard by the hammer, and she opened her mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew sideways 5 meters away.

"Fire. Samod roared.

Boom, boom, boom

A furious gunshot rang out, bullet casings jumped and rolled down the mountain, and the car on the opposite side was instantly pierced into a sieve.

"FK, retreat, retreat......" Seeing the other party's decisive action, the sergeant, who thought that the plan was foolproof, quickly ran backwards.

As for the cars, they would have been torn to pieces by bullets.

The terrible impact pierced through the iron sheets, and one by one the soldiers fell, and the others rushed in the direction they came from like frightened birds, and even the weapons in their hands were still on the ground.

"Are you going to catch up?" Satsuma laughed cruelly as he looked at the woman who was being trampled on by the monk's foot, carrying a Chicago typewriter.

"No, make sure you have plenty of ammunition, our purpose is not to kill people. Hearing the monk say this, Satsuma nodded and asked people to start cleaning up the battlefield.

Scrapped cars can be piled up in front of the wire mesh and filled with sandbags to create new obstacles.

Intact carts can be replenished to their ranks, and as for the soldiers who are still alive, throw them into the mines to mine!

"Monk, this matter has nothing to do with me. Ramisan looked at the heavy machine gun that had been hidden again on the belly of the mountain, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

As Harvey had mentioned earlier, these people were well-trained killing machines, and they were even more elite than ordinary soldiers.

Ramisan thought it was a joke, but now it seems that Mr. Harvey's statement is too modest.

On the mountainside on both sides, how many heavy machine guns are hidden, such a terrible battlefield weapon, where did they get so much.

Hell, maybe even the firepower of the American garrison is not as good as theirs, this must be a joke made by God.

"Don't be nervous, Ramisan, we're friends, I believe what you say. "After sending the thankful Ramisan away.

The monk carried the wheezing woman beside him and strode towards the doctor's tent.

"Treat her, you two watch her, and if she wants to mess around, break her hands and feet. ”

Smiling at Lilith who was still on the bed, the monk left and found Bobby: "All the food that is sent, find someone to try it before eating." ”

There is nothing wrong with being careful, here they can only rely on themselves, whether Harvey's attitude will change, the monk is not sure.

But he always remembered Li Zitao's explanation, "Don't give 100% trust to anyone, even if he was willing to die for you." ”

"Monk, will things get too big?" asked Satsuma, who had ordered his men to clean up the battlefield, with some concern.

Those dead soldiers are all wearing American uniforms, and if this incident breaks out, I'm afraid the boss won't have a good time!

"Do you think Morgan would dare to poke this out? What are the people and Congress going to think about the American soldiers serving him privately?"

After following Li Zitao for a few months, teaching by word and deed, the monk is now clearer about these things than Samo.

Even if they want to poke this thing out, Morgan will find a way to suppress it, and some things can only be done secretly, but they must not be put on the table.