Africa, Somalia!

Tang Dao went to prison, and the feedback of this news was particularly strong in this land of Africa.

Many dissatisfied bugs began to jump out to provoke the Savior Company, just as they once transported the world's most accurate cannonballs from Eastern Europe, although these were originally intended to be used on Eagle Sauce, but unfortunately there was no chance, it could only be tasted in the land of Africa, logically speaking, these scraps were enough for them to eat, but there were always people who liked to jump out and be the first one.

And also did business in Somalia.

In the café on the street in the center, this is owned by an Italian, their family has been here for more than ten years, and the coffee is very popular, many wealthy businessmen from other places like to take a sip here, or the locals save up for a few days to have a cappuccino, maybe for them, this is the closest they are to the people.

In the corner of the café, there was a white man with sunglasses, who seemed to be waiting for someone, and at this moment, several black men pushed the door in, and the white men looked each other up and down, raised their hands, and smiled.

The black man saw him and came over.

"Mr. Fairbank?" The black man said in an inquiring tone.

"Mr. Folkey, it's a pleasure to meet you." The white man laughed and said, "I'm Fairbank." ”

Fairbank. Della. Feige, a Dutchman, works for the company MRAV (International), behind which are several Dutch multinational companies, and have an official background, which is considered a hard stubble, of course, in Europe, but in Africa, his market has been pressed by the savior, even if it is a mouthful of soup, it is robbed by others, and he has no advantage to compete with others.

And he was the first to know the news of Tang Dao's arrest.

The fire in his heart began to burn, he had met with other agents in Argentina and Switzerland, but they were all scared, they didn't dare to stretch their hands too far, they could only make some small moves, Fairbank did the same at the beginning, but when he sold a batch of goods worth 700,000 US dollars, he found that there was no problem at all, and he became bolder.

At this time, a small Somali tribal chieftain approached him through a broker and wanted to buy some weapons, so he came.

"Mr. Foulcais, what do you want?"

"Do you have everything I want?" The black man looked at him and asked.

Fairbank smiled and nodded, "If I don't have it, I can prepare it for you through my connections, if they don't, then I'm afraid there won't be anything on this planet." ”

Foul asked with his elbows on the table and stared at him, emphasizing a few of the words.

Fairbank nodded though he was confused.

The black man also bowed slightly, motioned to the subordinate standing next to him to bring the suitcase, and said as he opened it, "That's good, but someone still asked me to give you a gift." As soon as the words fell, he took out a short punch from his suitcase and came to Fairbank, who could hide from such a close distance? Rambo had to lie on the ground, more than a dozen bullets exploded directly from different parts of his body, and Fairbank went straight back because of inertia, and fell to the ground with a chair.

“OMG、OMG！”

There were people screaming in the café, people running out, and people hiding under the tables.

This boss has long since disappeared.

"I'm sorry, but I'm working for Savior." Foul said softly, and left with the man.

The Italian boss cautiously poked his head out and looked left and right, and when he saw the broken glass, his face was distressed, and he cursed in his mouth, but it was the corpse... It's not strange to see it, someone will come to collect the corpse at that time, but fortunately the money was collected first, otherwise it would have been a loss.

This is happening in many parts of Somalia.

Foul Keys didn't actually work for the Savior Company, they were just a few of the more famous local gangsters, and Mister approached them, gave them money, and let them solve their troubles, as for reputation? What else does an arms company have to say? As long as you maintain your due reputation with your customers.

Gotta make those bold outsiders understand and shut up! This is Mr. Tang's territory.

On the Somali side, Mister has long said hello.

This part of Africa is so unscrupulous or full of rules, and although the maker of this rule is not here, the rules are rules.

The background behind these slain agents doesn't work at this point.

What can they do but curse a couple of sentences?

Impotent anger is barking.

With the exception of Somalia, other areas where the Savior Corporation is weaker are dependent on allies, and in Africa, the Savior Corporation is not alone, and EO is happy to help deal with these bugs, as long as they are given a discount when they are supplied.

……

The French hawks and doves agreed, but they needed a qualified lobbyist to talk to Nicholas.

You can't just say by yourself, I'm sorry, you can go, we caught the wrong person, how embarrassing is that? There is also art in speaking.

So they first found Renault Lee, who had a relationship with Tang Dao at the Washington party. Mr. Keller, both sides are also businessmen and should have a common topic.

Sharp. Keller actually didn't want to take on this task, he thought it was a farce, but Erskine called him personally, and the friendship between the two sides was very deep, built on money, so it was very strong, since the other party said it himself, then he had no choice but to go.

In the car, he was already thinking about how to express himself.

When I arrived at the Bagu Prison, under the leadership of the prison guards, I passed through layers of checkpoints, and finally saw Tang Dao.

"Mr. Nicholas." Sharp. Keller screamed softly.

Tang Dao was lying on the bed, when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyebrows were twisted, and he didn't know who the other party was, "You are?" ”

"I'm the head of Renault, my name is Leigh. Keller, we've seen it before at a gala in Washington. ”

Sharp. Keller is not embarrassed, after all, he has only met once, but it does not mean that he really knows each other.

Tang Dao got up from the bed, sat on the edge, shook his head, and pointed to the small bench, "Please sit down." ”

Sharp. Keller thanked him, wanted to make a difference, and asked how he lived, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to be very good, but Tang Dao spoke first, "Mr. Keller came to me, is it for someone else to be a lobbyist?" ”

Sharp. Keller was stunned, but soon came back to his senses, thinking about it, can Nicholas not be smart? This matter can't stand scrutiny, there is no conflict of interest or anything to do with each other, and he suddenly came to the prison to find him, there must be something, just profit. Keller was also curious, looked at Tang Dao and asked, "Do you know what I'm here for?" ”

"What else can I do but let me out? Are you going to let me take a stake in Renault? Tang Dao said with a smile.

"How does Mr. Nicholas know?" Sharp. Keller asked, surprised, and coughed, "I've been asked to talk to you." ”

Tang Dao didn't care about these details either.

"The bus can't lock me up, there's no place in the world that can trap the capitalists, are you right?"

That's a good point.

"Did they let you bring anything with you?"

"They want this to be a misunderstanding, and you can clarify it, with Wall Street."

Tang Dao smiled and said, "Is this business?" Sellers have to have chips, you let them come with chips, I like reality, I don't like crap. ”

Sharp. Keller nodded, and understood that his role had been reached, so he got up, "I'll relay this matter, and we can have a good talk when you come out." ”

"Talk about the acquisition of Renault?"

Sharp. Keller smiled, left, and bought Renault, which is not his own decision, and some of Renault's own shares are also Gallic Rooster's own shares, which is a military brand car company!

For example, the famous light infantry tank R-35 light tank of the World War II era was produced by them, and the world's first rotatable turret tank, the Renault FT-17.

It's an arsenal!

Tang Dao has been coveted for a long time.