Oh no!

That's a big deal.

Hassan's ambitions were now exposed, and he sighed with emotion, saying, "Somalia has been divided for too long, and my people are living in pain and death every day, and I feel distressed." Speaking of this, he also pinched his left chest hard, where the heart is located, and frowned, "I will bring them out of the darkness, this is what Allah told me last night." ”

Torr... Dreaming?

Tang Dao's cheeks twitched slightly, this is still going to engage in the divine grant of monarchy?

Although he is highly educated, he thinks that this is a kind of idealism, but it has to be said that in the barren land of Africa, the top of the hierarchy is often those "wizards!" Because they are in charge of medical care, psychics, and so on in remote areas, Hassan will definitely be able to gain a certain degree of support if he really says that he has received enlightenment.

But Tang knife... Unwillingly!

Two dogs are raised, they will compete for favor, one dog, it will be unscrupulous, if it is fierce, maybe it will bite the owner.

Somalia can't be peaceful, and even Tang Dao is ready to support one more side, no matter which side of the three-legged stand fluctuates, there will definitely be no problem with his interests here.

"I'm sorry General."

This sentence made Hassan's face stiffen, and he listened to Tang Dao continue with his displeasure, "I am a regular businessman, I have credit, I can do business with anyone in the world, but I can't kill my buyers, in this way, I will lose a lot." ”

That being said, it was kind of funny to come out of his mouth.

Nicholas, a regular businessman?

The world is absolutely insane.

"I can compensate you for your losses." Hassan was still not reconciled.

"I'm sorry... This is my principle, and God does not like believers who break their principles, and I cannot let him down. Tang Dao looked at his watch, stood up with his hands on his knees, "I plan to go back to Mogadishu tomorrow, the company still has a lot of things waiting for me, good night, General." With his right hand in his pocket, he left.

Hassan behind him didn't speak, but from that expression and the look in his eyes, he was very unhappy.

He had prepared a large sum of money, hoping to buy Eded's life, but who knew that this Asian was not on the road at all, sitting on the sofa, his right hand clenched into a fist, he could hear the crunch of the bones, and then let go.

Tang Dao walked out of the door of the living room, feeling that this guy Hassan was whimsical.

"Mr. Nicholas."

A man flashed around the corner, and at a glance, it was the one standing in Ben. The old butler beside Longfellow, with his hands flat in front of him, leaned slightly.

"Oh? What's the matter? What about the little one? Where is he hiding to drink milk? Tang Dao asked with a smile.

Guy's old face was indifferent, as if he felt that the other party was scolding his own boss at all, and there was still a light smile on both sides, "I just want to apologize to you for my boss's impulsiveness just now." ”

Well?

Tang Dao flashed his eyes, and then waved his hand generously, "I never care about children." After saying that, he was about to walk around Guy, but was stopped by the latter, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Can I invite you for a drink?"

After Tang Dao groaned, he still nodded, "Of course." ”

……

This Hassan residence has a special small bar, covering an area of about 200 square meters, for which a special winemaker has been hired, which is very luxurious, and there are mood lights in it, and you think you are in a New York bar, not in war-torn Somalia.

Maybe that's the rich guy.

“Cheers!！”

Tang Dao took a cocktail, motioned to Guy, and took a sip gently, this taste was very strong, not the type he liked, so he put it down, and Guy only drank a small glass.

"Can you tell me now what you're looking for me?" Tang Dao leaned back, and his right hand knocked on the table and asked.

"Actually, I'm just passing the word, my boss's father wants you to have time to visit Cambridge, Massachusetts, and he would love to see you."

Going to Cambridge?

But I don't seem to have any connection with the Langfellow family.

Root. Longfellow's father didn't know him himself.

Perhaps sensing Tang Dao's doubts, Guy explained, "The current patriarch of the Langfellow family is Charlie. Longfellow, he is a Massachusetts legislator, and of course, he may be looking for you for business. ”

"But I don't know Mr. Charley."

"Maybe, but he knows you, his only son is in Somalia, of course he cares, after all, this country can't get around you."

This sentence has a bit of honorific title on it, but it is not very embarrassing to tidy up Tang Dao, especially when this hat is brought up, it still makes people feel a little emotional.

Guy moved his glass to the side, he didn't really like to drink, and the smell of this wine made him a little unbearable, his nose wrinkled, and he continued, "Charlie. Longfellow likes nothing more than to be friends with interesting people. ”

But does Tang Dao lack friends?

What he needs is a partner who can bring him benefits, he pondered deeply for a while, and thought a lot in his head, will the other party know that he is "playing" with his son, and wants to trick himself and then hack him to death?

Or...

Do you really have a business to talk to?

Tang Dao still prefers to go to Massachusetts, because the other party is a congressman!

The state legislators are already considered high-level in the political system of Eagle Sauce, and their proposals and suggestions can even affect the laws of a state, and this kind of connections of real power figures are currently lacking in Tang Dao or Thesavior, and if you want to do business in Europe and the United States, then political participation is essential.

He is also ready to expand the business of the umbrella.

For the sake of the US dollar, the potential risk is also acceptable.

After thinking about this, he nodded to Guy, "Yes, but it will take a few days." ”

"Of course, we'll go together then."

Tang Dao bowed his head, looked at his watch, the old butler was fine, he understood what he meant, and stood up, "Mr. Nicholas, then I will take my leave first, by the way, my name is Guy." ”

The old man smiled, squeezing it out, it looked a little creepy.

Seeing the other party leave, Tang Dao got up and tidied up his clothes, "Let's go too, by the way, you call John when you go back and ask him to bring Pierce (Vice President of the Umbrella) with some people." ”

"Okay, I'll tell him."

…

And that one. Longfellow was very angry, when had he ever been treated like this? If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat the few bodyguards around Tang Dao, he was going to take a gun to kill the other party, and he had no place to vent this breath, so he could only vent to the bodyguards.

"What am I raising you for? You need tens of thousands of dollars a month, you might as well get a dog, at least it can bite! ”

The faces of the three bodyguards turned red, they were not the private soldiers of the Longfellow family, but belonged to a company called "Basalt" in the United States, most of them had taekwondo, Muay Thai and other skills, but in the face of the little angel and others, they always felt that they were a wolf against a tiger!

The most important thing is that the momentum of those people is pressed against them.

They're bodyguards, and the other side is more like... Mercenary?

Root. After Longfellow scolded that he was tired, he picked up the mineral water on the table and dried half a bottle with his head held high, "!" ”

Several bodyguards looked at each other, and with resentment, they pushed open the door and went out, and Guy happened to be at the door.

"Where have you been?"

"I've gone to see Nicholas, your father Charlie. Mr. Longfellow invited him to Cambridge. ”

"What? Walter, what's that old man going to do? ”

Root. Longfellow looked excited.

Guy shook his head, "I don't know, but I think boss, you'd better not get into a conflict with him now, this is Somalia, he's going to kill people." ”

These words made the former's face instantly gloomy, and he gritted his teeth, "What did you say?" He's going to Cambridge? ”

"Yes, that's what Mr. Charley commanded."

Root. Longfellow could hear grinding his teeth as he wrung his teeth, but in the end, his eyelids drooped as if he thought of something.

"Of course I welcome him, and I will treat him well."

……