Chapter 3381: You are the king of this land

Chapter 3381: You are the king of this land

The night is four, and the lights are on.

In the luxurious presidential palace in Congo, a chubby middle-aged man is sitting on a large chair, holding a thumb-sized cigar and shaking, clouds of smoke continue to come out of his mouth, he enjoys the hard massage of two young women behind him, and then looks at the old man in front of him through the smoke that blurs his vision, with a playful joke on the corner of his mouth.

In his field of vision, an old man in white sat at a marble table, his white hair fluttered but he did not look old at all, on the contrary, the fairy wind bones gave people a sense of elegance, he did not look at the middle-aged man who was chubby and wearing a gold necklace, just pinched a glass of red wine and drank it slowly, unhurriedly, like the vicissitudes of the sea could not bring him waves.

The middle-aged man and the white-haired old man were almost fifteen meters apart, in addition to a narrow marble table, there were thirteen black soldiers with big shoulders and round waists in the middle, each holding a glittering submachine gun in their hands, they stood straight, their eyes all fell on the white-haired old man, there was a dazed, there was an inquiry, and more disapproving it.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and the night became more intense.

When the night breeze outside the window slowly blew in, the middle-aged man spit out a big smoke ring, and his hoarse voice sounded piercingly: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for the technology and knowledge you brought, so that our copper output in the first quarter increased to 300,000 catties, an increase of 20; Gold production is an unprecedented 9,000 kilograms, an increase of 60% compared to last year. ”

He smiled brightly, and his eyes became smaller, giving people a smiling attitude: "Your help and funding have made our entire country's economy take off in a short period of time, and my treasury is unprecedentedly full and spectacular, as the president of a country, I am grateful from the bottom of my heart, Mr. Zhou, thank you." ”

"Thank you, Congolese people, this is a little bit of my heart!"

Speaking of this, he waved his hand holding the cigar lightly, and a young woman behind him immediately turned around, carried a black box and put it in front of the white-haired old man, opened it with his hands and feet, as if it was a dazzling gold bar, and then heard the middle-aged fat man throw out a sentence: "Twelve kilograms of gold bars, Mr. Zhou, this is the reward you deserve." ”

The white-haired old man's fingers ran over the cold gold bar, and there was not much emotion on his face: "Mr. Basang, will you miscalculate?" According to the agreement we made, Zhou should get half of the increase in production, that is to say, at this time, what should be in front of me should be 1,700 kilograms of gold, 250,000 catties of pure copper, instead of just 12 kilograms of gold bars. ”

"Mr. Zhou, are you kidding?"

The middle-aged fat man sat up straight, and his voice was invisibly murderous: "When did I promise you to give half of the output to the Zhou family?" This is a national asset, how can I share it equally with you? And you also survey the terrain, improve the process, do easy and comfortable work, but want to share the output with us? ”

His tone sharpened: "Do you think it's fair?" Do you think it's possible? As for the so-called agreement, take it out and take a look, is there any signature from my Basan? Didn't you? Without it, it has no legal and contractual effect! He reached for the contract handed by a young woman, glanced at it and laughed, "Sure enough, I don't have my signature." ”

"Although it is stamped with the president's seal, it is not my Basang Eurasia!"

Basang threw the agreement in his hand on the table and put on a rogue posture: "It's the Deputy Minister of Defense Mandolin, that is to say, this agreement is completely invalid, even if I have a dereliction of duty for failing to supervise the steel seal, you should ask Mandolin for half of your gold, by the way, I heard that you are quite familiar with him, you negotiate well, maybe he really shares half of you." ”

He stared at the white-haired old man not far away, and waved the cigar in his hand: "If you are stubborn and don't want to ask him for gold, then I can only express regret that I can't help you, and at the same time, the agreement in your hand can also be torn off, and its storage is meaningless, in short, Mr. Zhou, twelve kilograms of gold, if you want to take it, let's clear it." ”

"No, I saved it too, let's still be clear."

There was a lot of cruelty on his face, and his voice sank suddenly: "In addition, many people reported to me that the Zhou family is doing a lot of unsightly things in the Congo, and has also robbed many people of their jobs, for the safety of the country, and in order to respond to the demands of the people, I am ready to send you and some Zhou members out of the Congo, three days, you must leave the Congo after three days." ”

The white-haired old man's face was still unfazed, looking at the agreement blown by the wind, he reached out with his left hand and picked it up, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "How can this agreement be invalid?" With the president's stamp and the president's signature, it is a reasonable and legal contract! He looked up at the middle-aged fat man and said lightly: "As long as Mandolin is the president!" ”

"Bastard!"

Hearing this, Basang was furious: "You want to rebel?!" ”

Before the white-haired old man could respond, a dense gunfire rang out outside, and then the alarm sounded violently, and when the body of the whole audience shook slightly, a black officer rushed in and shouted to the middle-aged fat man who was more than 20 meters away: "President Basan, it's not good, the mandolin led people to storm the presidential palace, and it can't be stopped!" ”

Basang's body stiffened, and then he stared at the white-haired old man and shouted: "Zhou Wenzi, you really rebelled, come here, take him down!" ”

"Hahaha-"

When more than a dozen black guards reacted with murderous submachine guns, Zhou Wenzi made a loud noise, and the sound shook Basang's ears, and their consciousness stagnated, and at this moment, Zhou Wenzi kicked the chair behind him, and the chair slammed backwards, knocking the black officer who drew the gun out, and his ribs were broken and he fell to the ground unconscious.

In the next second, the narrow marble table in front of him also made a crisp sound, shattering like a cracked egg, and countless fragments suddenly burst out like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang!"

The six black guards in front of them bore the brunt of being hit by marble fragments, and their whole bodies trembled as if they had been hit by a hammer, and then their bones fell backwards with a crisp sound, and a large mouthful of red blood spurted out on the way, and before they could fall to the ground, the white-haired old man's right hand was violently raised again, and the wine glass turned into fragments, sinking into the throats of the four guards like a meteor.

The guards who were pierced by the splinters dropped their guns, holding their throats and making no sound, when they shook and fell to the ground, Zhou Wenzi had already passed through the gray marble and ashes, and a piece of glass sharded to cut the trachea of the other two, and the next second, with a flick of his finger, the splinters shot through the heart of a young woman, and blood burst out from both sides.

"Pounce!"

After shooting the young girl, Zhou Wenzi's body slammed into it, dodging the muzzle lock of another girl, when the latter subconsciously pulled the trigger but failed, Zhou Wenzi was already standing in front of her, his eyes did not have the slightest pity, his left hand fell on her throat, and with a slight pinch, the girl instantly spurted blood from her mouth and nose, and died without even screaming.

"Boom!"

When Zhou Wenzi calmly killed the guards and the two young girls in the audience, the panicked Basang retreated inside, hurriedly pressed a mechanism, and a bulletproof glass fell in an instant, isolating him from Zhou Wenzi.

Killing people is the same as chopping vegetables.

However, Basang quickly took another step forward, and roared angrily: "Zhou Wenzi, if you have the ability, you can kill me through this bulletproof glass, you can't kill me, you and Mandolin just wait to die, my guards will rush over in ten minutes, and the six military camps will arrive as soon as possible, no matter how good you are, can you carry the guns?" Can you afford 120,000 elites? ”

"Don't you want to get out of my presidential palace alive tonight, I'll stand up in front of you now, and if you have the ability, you will come and kill me!"

Zhou Wenzi's fingers flicked the clothes on his body, and a drop of blood on it flew out, and then ignored the increasingly dense gunfire outside, calmly picked up the two submachine guns, pulled the trigger, and countless bullets poured on the glass like raindrops, and the two guns quickly ran out of bullets, Zhou Wenzi kicked two more and kept calm and shot bullets one after another.

"Da Da Da!"

The gunfire was intense, and the glass did not shatter, but Basang was not in the slightest bit happy, and his eyes widened.

He found that although Zhou Wenzi shot out more than 100 shots, he still kept shooting, but the bullets did not spread out, but hit the same place, and four or five white cracks suddenly appeared on the glass wall.

"Bang!"

Zhou Wenzi's right hand was placed on the glass crack, and with a sudden press, the bulletproof glass shattered with a bang, and Basang instantly went from head to toe, wanting to shout that he was willing to give half of the gold to Zhou, but before he could make a sound, Zhou Wenzi's right hand reached over and gently patted Basang's chest, and the latter snorted, spurting out a mouthful of blood and falling to the ground.

Not dead, but seriously injured!

Looking at Basang who fell at his feet, Zhou Wenzi shook his head lightly: "I don't think I can do it!" ”

At this time, dozens of soldiers tied with white cloths poured into the hall with weapons in their hands, Mandolin and Zhou Qiqi walked up from the middle, looking at the corpses all over the ground and gently tilted their heads, dozens of soldiers ruthlessly mended their guns on the bodies on the ground, and then the two walked straight to Zhou Wenzi's side, looking at Basang who was lying on the ground half-dead, and his eyes were complicated beyond words.

Zhou Qiqi called in a low voice: "Uncle! ”

The mandolin, who was over fifty years old, bowed slightly to Zhou Wenzi, and his voice carried a sense of absolute respect: "Old Zhou, we have already controlled the presidential palace and the parliament building, the guards have also been surrounded by my subordinates, and the nearby military camps have also been tempted by me with money, from now on, this country is our master, and no one dares to bully us again!" ”

Basan, who was relieved, shouted again and again: "Let me go, whatever you want, I'll give it, give it all, let me go, Mandolin, for the sake of my colleagues, give me a way out!" ”

He pleaded bitterly, like a wounded beast waiting to die, making people feel sad.

Mandolin ignored Basan and didn't even look at him, as if he never knew him.

"Qiqi, kill Basang!"

Zhou Wenzi turned around and walked towards the door: "You are the king of this land." ”

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