Chapter 373 of the main text volume is revenge

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10:07 Libya time

In the conference room of the Libyan Diplomatic Hotel, Hou Wenjun at this time sat opposite the card and miscellaneous expenses, and talked to the card miscellaneous expenses sideways like another head of state.

No way, there were several cameras in the conference room facing him. These were all people from the Libyan state news station, and the two sides exchanged views on Libya's political and economic affairs.

Although the Hou Group represented by Hou Wenjun is only a private enterprise in Southeast Asia, the card and miscellaneous fees still give him enough respect, and the process of this signing ceremony is according to the level of the head of state, which is undoubtedly a great courtesy.

Of course, this qiē is all posed, and it is impossible for Hou Wenjun and Ka Miscellaneous to really talk about anything in front of the camera, the two have only sat in front of the camera for a total of three or five minutes, and they are basically talking about topics such as 'hello, hello, good weather'.

At 10:10, after the people of Libyan National Press TV collected enough materials, Hou Wenjun and Ka Miscellaneous Fee were over. Of course, this qiē is not over, and the two of them need to do another show at the signing ceremony for a while.

"Mr. Hou, what do you think about this Middle East conflict?" When the two of them transferred to the banquet hall next to the side to participate in the signing ceremony, the card and miscellaneous fees asked very casually.

Hearing Ka Mishui's question, even if the other party was casually speaking, Hou Wenjun didn't dare to answer casually, this was a question from a head of state, and the topic was so sensitive.

Hou Wenjun's brain began to spin rapidly, and he still had a smile on his face, "Americans need oil, and no one can touch their cheese." Hou Wenjun did not give a positive answer, but his answer made the card and miscellaneous fees very satisfied.

This is a war between countries, Hou Wenjun's idea is a fart, and what he wants to hear is also the opinion of the Americans (Hou Wenjun can become a third party in the arms deal between the United States and Liberia, which undoubtedly shows that Hou Wenjun has a relationship in the United States), but he is not good at asking clearly, Hou Wenjun can catch this topic so quickly, and he is really satisfied with the card and miscellaneous expenses.

Ka Fufei, who nodded with a smile as he walked towards the banquet hall, pointed to the news reporter who followed behind him and said, "After the signing ceremony is over, if Mr. Hou has time, I invite you to sit in my palace." ”

For an official meeting with the card and miscellaneous expenses, Hou Wenjun had already been notified. Hearing his words, Hou Wenjun immediately smiled and said, "This is my honor." ”

Hou Wenjun's answer was passed, and the two smiled very tacitly and ended a topic, and both of them were going to prepare for the second pose. Of course, their preparation is also very simple, it is just for people to touch up their makeup, which is very important as a leader's personal image.

Cairo

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that the exit at the other end of the 'Shiny Nightclub's dark tunnel would be in the basement of the police station a hundred meters away from it. But when Mahmoud pushed open the door of the secret passage, he was surprisingly angry when he saw the rows of guns in front of him. Did Aria, the fat pig, really betray himself and betray the Podon family?

Mahmoud repaired the exit of the secret passage here, apparently because of his relationship with Aria, and betrayal is often more hateful than the enemy.

"I am Mahmoud Bodon, and I now order you to lay down your arms." Facing the muzzle of the gun, Mahmoud did not show a frightened look, and still shouted haughtily. He didn't believe that the police would dare to shoot him, a core member of the Podon family, and the muzzles of a dozen police officers made Mehamed feel safe (if there was only one person, Mehamed would not dare to be so arrogant).

A burst of applause came from the door of the basement of the police station. Freddy, who was walking in the front, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Mahmoud, is it a surprise?" ”

To be honest, seeing Freddy's appearance, Mahmoud was really surprised. Annoyed, Mahmoud stared at Aria behind Freddy and shouted, "How dare you betray me for this waste? Arria, I don't think you want to live. So far, Mahmoud still doesn't take Freddy seriously, and when he was in the nightclub, he sensed that Aria might have betrayed, but he thought his opponent would be Said. Freddy, I'm sorry, but McHamed didn't really think it would be him for this piece of shit.

Hearing this, Aria sighed in a low voice and said, "Mahmoud, you really lost this time. Even if it's Said, I won't betray."

Before Aria could finish speaking, Freddie waved his hand and said, "Okay, Aria, you don't have to talk nonsense with him. As he spoke, he snapped his fingers at several Asian black-clad bodyguards behind him and said, "Catch him." ”

After saying that, Freddie turned around and walked out of the basement directly, Freddie has always had a wish, and today it will finally come true. What McHamed did to Kelly, he had to do to Kelly, and he wanted to pay it back.

Hearing Freddy's words, the bodyguards immediately separated and walked to McHamed's side, while holding each other's hands and preparing to escort him out of the basement.

At this time, Mehamed struggled as if he had just woken up from a dream and said, "I am Mehamed, Aria, you idiot, I order you to kill them." Freddy, this waste can't give you anything, I'm the patriarch of the future Podong family. ”

Mehamed knew very well that no matter whose hands he fell on, no one would dare to kill him for the sake of his titular father, Muhammad. But Freddie was different, he still clearly remembered how he persecuted Freddie back then. And even if Freddy had killed him, Muhammad would not have avenged him.

In the face of Mahmoud, who was struggling violently, the two killers who were holding him directly removed Mahmoud's two arms with a 'click'. They don't care how much power you have in Cairo or how much the Potong family has in Egypt.

"Ah, my hand, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to," the pain caused Mehamed to scream. Unfortunately, before he could finish screaming, the killer who thought he was too noisy removed his chin again. Like dragging dead dogs, the two killers dragged Mahmoud's unloaded hands directly out.

Mashamed, who was thrown into the bed of a truck outside the police station, felt someone take off his pants as soon as he fell into the car, and before he could turn around, a hard object was inserted directly into his 'chrysanthemum'.

"Woo, woo, woo" Mahmoud, whose jaw was removed, could not scream at all, and could only express his misery with a whining sound. His lower body was pierced by a wooden stick, which was inserted directly into his small intestine, and the wooden stick behind him still drilled into his stomach without stopping.

Stick punishment is one of the most cruel criminal laws in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, and it makes people's death miserable.

By the time the car stopped after nearly twenty minutes, Mahmoud couldn't even make a screaming whine. Dragged out of the car, Mahmoud looked at the building in front of him that had left Freddy's girlfriend Kelly's family from the upper floor, and he looked relieved.

Under such cruel criminal punishment, it is better to live than to die.

Looking at Mahmoud flying in mid-air, Freddie also showed a look of relief.

Kelly, I've finally avenged you.

This anger had been suppressed in his heart for too long. (To be continued.) )