When Tang Dao followed him to the living room on the third floor, he stood outside and heard Hassan's rough laughter inside.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lao Hei and the young man sitting inside turned their heads at the same time, Tang Dao glanced at it, swept the other party, and at a glance, he had almost calculated the height and weight of the other party.

"Wow, my hero is here." Hassan put Erlang's leg down, his face was happy, he stood up and opened his hand to give Tang Dao a hug, and even wanted to give a kiss, so frightened that Tang Dao hurriedly stretched out his hand to resist it, pointed to the white man and asked, "There are guests?" ”

"Hahaha, let me introduce you, this is Ben. Longfellow! From the United States. Hassan pointed to Tang Dao and said, "Nicholas, my best friend, there is no problem in Somalia that he can't solve." ”

This is very vague, from the United States?

AIDS is also coming from the United States!

If you don't feel anything, you feel very proud.

When Tang Dao was studying at Stanford, the children of those big families were this virtue.

The chain of class contempt still exists, otherwise, what would many people climb up for? Isn't it just to despise others?

Root. Longfellow didn't get up, just glanced at him, and then snorted and replied.

For him, Tang Dao is just a second-hand dealer, and his family has several arms businesses in North America.

Tang Dao's outstretched hand directly ignored it, and the atmosphere was suddenly embarrassing, he squinted his eyes and shook his thumb, and the little angel and others behind him also stared at it unkindly, and Hassan also held his breath and stared at the two people.

In the end, Tang Dao withdrew his hand, smiling rather than smiling, "Sir, you have a lot of character, I like it more." ”

This smile...

It's so insidious.

Hassan, as the host, was also busy opening the topic, "Nicholas, please take a seat, sit down first, and we will talk slowly." ”

Tang Dao seemed to really have thoughts about the young man, sat on the sofa next to him, crossed his legs, picked up the cup on the table, and spit out the phlegm in the cup.

Root. Longfellow's face suddenly turned ugly!

It's my own cup.

"Damn, what are you doing?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"There's been a lot of phlegm lately, so it's a big deal to change a cup." Tang Dao crossed his hands on his lap and looked at Hassan, "General, please find someone to help him change a glass of orange juice, children have to drink this." ”

MD！

Accustomed to you!

This is Somalia...

He has the final say.

A little kid came here to show off his might?

Do you really think of yourself as a guest of the world?

There are also many rich people who have died in Africa.

Hassan was a little frightened, he understood Ben better than Tang Dao. Longfellow's identity, seeing him like this, felt a little refreshed, this white ghost shouted as soon as he came, pointed to his nose and asked, why didn't you prepare the diamonds?

Not educated at all!

Of course, maybe his family also taught him interests, but Ben. Longfellow believes that people who are not bound by interests are not worthy!

Although he couldn't wait for Tang Dao to slap this guy to death, he still stood up hurriedly and shouted to the nanny at the door, "Hurry up, change a cup, don't you see?" ”

The babysitter hurriedly trotted over, and was about to pick up the cup with both hands. Longfellow was suppressed, his eyes looked at Tang Dao, "I'm angry now, do you know what you're doing?" Drink this cup, and this incident has never happened. ”

Actually, he's a bit racist.

Eagle sauce's family, this upper class is still dominated by whites, not to mention much, 40% have racist tendencies, and in the middle class, they belong to Latinos, and then the bottom is the colored skin, blacks are too noisy by themselves, and Asians are too low-key, including political participation is close to zero, this kind of honest people, of course, have to be bullied.

But in this pathology, the political leanings are very fixed, you can't make discriminatory remarks in public, or you will be sued, and you will be imprisoned in school. Longfellow held back too long to show his superiority when he came to Africa.

But this sense of superiority is for Tang Dao...

Childish ridiculous!

Tang Dao looked at the cup, licked his lips, and stretched out his fingers, "It's not funny." ”

"I never tell jokes... Belch! "Ben. Before Longfellow finished speaking, the little angel next to him pulled out his gun, pointed at him, opened the safety with his thumb, this scene was very fast, just a few seconds, the bodyguard next to him reacted, and was about to pull out the gun, and the old butler Guy who followed behind also shrank his pupils, and his cloudy eyes were startled.

"Where did you get your superiority?" Tang Dao clasped his fingers, raised his head and asked, "Longfellow family?" Of course I know, the prince of Massachusetts Cambridge? ”

He actually happened to know this family, and the main surname was too rare, which made Tang Dao think of a person.

Henry. Wadsworth. Longfellow! Recognized worldwide as America's greatest poet.

And he died in Cambridge, Massachusetts until 1882, but at that time his descendants made a fortune with his fame, and then engaged in oil exploration and arms trading, just not long after the war, and then the east wind of the war their family climbed very fast, and had great prestige in the political and business circles, but until the 60s, Kennedy, the young man, wanted to nationalize the power of the Federal Reserve to issue dollars, and the US government issued dollars.

And the Langfellow family, who originally funded the stunned youth, did not even return the basic payment, and a group of people hit their relationship in the political arena, for a while, the Langfellow family declined a lot, but that's it, they are still the princes of Cambridge, Massachusetts!

It's just that here in Somalia, they never listen to poetry, all they care about is their fists and dollars.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir." Guy hurriedly rushed out, and he grabbed Ben with both hands. Lang Ferro, apologizing to Tang Dao, kept saying soft words next to him, he has not seen any scene for decades? He has also met the upper class people, and he has also seen outlaws, and he understands a reason, you must use your life to gamble on whether the gun in someone's hand has bullets.

What if he really dared to shoot?

The skulls are all overturned for you.

"Young people, you have to keep a low profile outside, you know? There's no law here. Tang Dao said in a tone of lesson, and stretched out his hand to the little angel, who took the pistol back.

Root. Longfellow's face was ugly, and he slammed his fist on the table, got up and left.

Guy said apologetically to Hassan in the back, "General, please prepare some diamonds." ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

The old butler bowed his head, nodded at Tang Dao, and trotted to catch up with the other party, which was in the way, Tang Dao relaxed, and looked at Lao Hei, "General, what else do you have to tell me?" ”

A little kid from North America ran over, so he didn't call himself over, because the other party had no interests with him at all.

Hassan laughed and whispered, "Actually, I came to you because I just wanted to ask you something. ”

"Please." Tang Dao asked casually.

"How much does it cost if I'm going to buy Aideed's life?"

Uh-huh?!

Tang Dao suddenly raised his head, which was originally picking his fingers, but he was also stunned, squinting, "General, what are you talking about?" ”

"I want Somalia to be reunified, you say, how much is Aideed's life." Hassan asked with a deep breath, his eyes staring at him.

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