Chapter 815: Mad Muta
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"Brother Zhuang, are you okay?"
As soon as Zhuang Rui walked out of the exchange, Peng Fei greeted him, and then a few malicious eyes stared at Zhuang Rui, these people were neither trading diamonds nor waiting for people, so they almost didn't show the words "I am a robber" on their faces. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
However, what they are doing now should be the work of "stepping on the plate" on the domestic road, that is, after being optimistic about the target, they will find a way to find out the amount of their transactions, and then track them on the trading day.
"It's okay, let's go......"
Zhuang Rui was not in a good mood, and he had a feud with the African prince for no reason, and he was really shot while lying down.
"Mr. Zhuang, do you know a few people over there?"
As bodyguards, George and the others had a particularly keen sensibility, and he found that more than twenty meters away from him, there was a black man staring at Zhuang Rui, unconcealing the murderous aura in his eyes.
"Muta's bodyguard, a little unpleasant at the exchange just now......"
Zhuang Rui saw at a glance that the black man was the bodyguard who was following Muta just now, and it seemed that that person was really a character who would be revenged, and he was still waiting here.
"Muta of Liberia?"
After George heard this, his face suddenly turned awe-inspiring, his right hand couldn't help but put it on his waist, and his left hand pushed Zhuang Rui, saying, "Zhuang, hurry up and get in the car......"
Zhuang Rui was surrounded by the three of George, trotting all the way to the parking lot, until he opened the car door and sat in, George breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes looked out vigilantly through the car window.
"George, isn't it, can they?
Zhuang Rui felt that George was making a little fuss, no matter how rampant Muta was, it was also in Liberia, and now it was in South Africa, even if he wanted to be unfavorable to himself, I am afraid that he would need time to find the head snake, Zhuang Rui didn't believe that Muta dared to hold a submachine gun to find himself?
"Zhuang, Muta kills people in no place, as long as you have a sniper rifle, he can blow your head off......"
George smiled bitterly, and when he saw that there was no movement outside, he continued: "Zhuang, why did you provoke him? That man is a madman, and he will make the person who offends him wail for seven days before he dies because of a little quarrel......
And Muta is interested in diamonds, and no one is allowed to bid on him, otherwise he will ......"
George gestured with his hand in a shooting pose, his face was full of wry smiles, he didn't expect to take on a task casually, he would actually provoke Muta, if he had known before, George would definitely not take this business.
"Seven days? isn't that Ling Chi?"
Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he didn't expect Muta to have this hobby?
Peng Fei knew English, but he had been paying attention to the situation outside just now, and when he saw two black men standing more than ten meters away from his car with an Arab in his arms, he immediately asked Zhuang Rui: "Brother Zhuang, is it that Arab?"
"It's him ......"
Zhuang Rui saw that Muta made a gesture of shooting in the direction of his car again, and couldn't help but feel a little itchy with hatred.
"I'll kill him!"
When Peng Fei spoke, his right hand patted George's shoulder very casually, and then buckled George's shoulder well point like lightning, and his five fingers were like hooks, pinching hard.
George suddenly felt his entire shoulders tingle, and before he could react, the desert eagle on his waist fell on Peng Fei's hand.
Peng Fei's murderous face was reflected on the long silver barrel, which looked more and more hideous, he skillfully pulled the trigger, glanced at the bullet in the smoothbore, and Peng Fei was about to push the door and get out of the car.
"Oh my gosh, stop, damn it, do you want us all dead?"
It wasn't until Peng Fei was about to push the door and get out of the car that George reacted, grabbed Peng Fei with his left hand, and shouted loudly, this bulletproof car is soundproof, but it is not afraid of being heard outside.
"If you kill Muta here, I can guarantee that this car will be hit by a rocket within five kilometers, do you think this car can withstand it?"
George almost roared, and the smear spray in his mouth was everywhere in the car, and Zhuang Rui had to raise his hand to block it.
"Peng Fei, George is right, give him back the gun......"
Zhuang Rui knows Ka Zafi's power in Africa, and Muta can kill him, but if he kills him, I'm afraid he will get on the plane, and Ka Zafi will also send fighter jets to bomb him down.
And even if he returns to China safely, it is estimated that the relevant departments in China will definitely invite him to drink tea as soon as possible.
"Brother Zhuang, if you leave first, I'll kill him......"
Peng Fei was a little unwilling, not to mention Ka Zafi's son, even if Ka Zafi himself wanted to be unfavorable to Zhuang Rui, Peng Fei would not hesitate to kill him.
"Forget it, we'll leave tomorrow night, we can't afford to provoke the ...... who can hide after all."
Zhuang Rui shook his head and vetoed Peng Fei's suggestion, although he also wanted to shoot that arrogant head, but Zhuang Rui felt that he couldn't afford such consequences.
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei withdrew the magazine of the Desert Eagle, then pulled down the chamber of the gun, and withdrew himself, and then returned the gun to George.
To be honest, Peng Fei really doesn't think much of foreign special forces, in addition to their personal equipment being a little better, their endurance and actual combat ability are not a little worse than the unit he used to work in.
As for Stallone's Rambo, it is purely a joke, who doesn't know that as long as American GIs are captured on the battlefield in Vietnam, they will immediately squat with their heads in their hands, for fear of causing misunderstanding and shooting, and those actions are professionally trained.
"Peng, do you practice Chinese kung fu? I think we can practice when we get back to the hotel......
George's right shoulder, which was still a little sore, was a little stupid, as Zhuang Rui's bodyguard, he was robbed of his firearm without any ability to fight back, which made George feel disgraced.
"You're not an opponent......"
Peng Fei glanced at George with disdain, maybe this soldier can still play a role on the battlefield, but compared to skill and killing, the three Georges are not their opponents.
"Oh no, I haven't tried it and no one knows ......"
"George, I feel that you should be more concerned about my safety now, rather than practicing with my brother......"
Zhuang Rui saw George's unrelenting appearance, and interjected to interrupt George's words, he felt that with Muta's arrogant and domineering character, it was very likely to cause some trouble for himself.
"Yes, yes, Zhuang, I have a suggestion......"
Zhuang Rui's words reminded George of his identity, and then said, "I suggest that you cancel tomorrow's trip to the mines, and then leave this damn place as soon as you finish trading diamonds, like this...... It's good for all of us, you see?"
Originally, according to George's arrangement, tomorrow Zhuang and the others were going to visit the diamond mines belonging to their company, but after such an incident, for the safety of his employer, of course, for the safety of himself and others, George decided to change the plan.
"The mine is privately owned by your company, so it should have its own armed forces, right?"
To be honest, Zhuang Rui never wants to come to South Africa again, and if he doesn't go to see the diamond mines this time, he may not have a chance in this life, so the meaning of Zhuang Rui's words is that he still wants to act according to the plan.
"Of course, even an army can't break through the defenses of the mines......"
George raised his head and said, and then business declined, "But on the way back, it is very unsafe, Mr. Zhuang, if you insist on visiting the diamond mine, I suggest you hire an armored car and add a few security guards, so that nothing goes wrong......"
"How much does it cost to hire armored vehicles a day?"
Zhuang Rui sounded a little fresh, saying that he really hadn't sat on that thing, which is also abroad, if he could drive an armored car on the domestic road, I am afraid that those Humvees, Bugatti and other cars would be embarrassed to drive out.
"In South Africa, as long as you have money, you can hire anything, according to our company's price, an armored car with four security guards costs 200,000 US dollars a day, Mr. Zhuang, what do you think?"
Now that the three of them are protecting Zhuang Rui, George also feels a little uneasy, and hopes that Zhuang Rui can increase some security personnel, in that case, Muta will see that there is no chance, and he should give up his revenge on Zhuang Rui.
"$200,000, plus you and all the security guards will stay in the room next to me for the night......"
Spending $200,000 to buy a safe one, Zhuang Rui thinks it's worth it, although he knows that George is a lion has opened his mouth, but Zhuang Rui doesn't bother to care, after all, judging from George's performance just now, he is still very dutiful.
"Okay, I'll arrange ...... right away"
After George heard Zhuang Rui's suggestion, the nervous look on his face disappeared immediately, picked up the phone in his hand, and dialed it, but when talking about the price, although George lowered his voice, Zhuang Rui still heard the words 100,000 US dollars.
"Alright, sir, they will meet us halfway......"
After George put down the phone, he said to Zhuang Rui with a happy face, and at the same time signaled that the driver could drive.
"Go, find William, I want information about that kid, if William doesn't agree, you tell him that I've been interested in his Venezuelan chick for a long time......"
After seeing Zhuang Rui's car leave, Muta thought about the attendant beside him and commanded, and when he spoke, he also stuck out his tongue *** and his lower lip, as if he had smelled blood.
"I always say that my father is a tyrant and that he finances and approves of terrorists, I think, kill an Asian boy, my father should praise me, right?"
Mutta's smile made the remaining black man next to him shudder a little, this guy was a crazy person throughout.