There is also a chain of contempt in Africa.

On the topic of racial discrimination, almost no one can dodge, why can't the position of the head of the earth be filled by people from big countries? In addition to the fear of working for the welfare of his country, the biggest factor is globalization starting with the color of his skin, and of course, this is politics, can Manuel still speak to these rude people?

He just bowed his head to himself, even though he tended to cooperate.

But this time it's his turn, it will always be his turn, and he can't hide if he wants to.

"Mr. Manuel, you've met that Asian guy, how much do you think his words are true and how false?"

An elderly black man sitting in the first seat suddenly spoke, and when the people below saw him speak, they closed their mouths. Canter!

The "foreigner" who fled from Sudan, heard that his ancestors were also local wealthy families, and then in the first Sudanese civil war, about 1955-1972, their family was driven out by the southern camp, and then went to Mogadishu, but the seeds of ambition will only grow, never wither, in 1975, he established the Sudanese United Celebration, which is also the predecessor of "Dampir".

It has been able to do "business" since the time of Siad, and now it has become a huge community in the whole of Somalia and even in East Africa.

He is usually very low-key, but this time, it seems that he has really reached the point of life and death, and he has provoked this great god. Of course, for them may be great gods, but for Hassan and Tang Dao, can you resist bullets?

Feeling everyone's gaze, Manuel's scalp tingled.

"He's a businessman, I think he'll do it if it's in his interest, and the essence of a hyena is to chase its prey, not to stop..." ”

He was afraid that he would say this and lie down and go out.

Gibbs. Kante's eyes flickered, pondering Manuel's words, the information in this is very important, it is nothing more than to say, the other party does not want to play big, as long as you are well-behaved, it should belong to you, or yours.

This made Gibbs, who originally belonged to the old fox. N'Golo Kante is starting to retreat.

The older he gets, the more afraid he is of death, he doesn't have much age to live, he originally had two sons, the eldest son was killed in the fight, in order to protect the only seedling, he sent the other party to New York to study, but this book was not read, but he learned to drag racing and play with women with the children of the damn capitalists, perhaps, Africa is not for him.

If the banner of "Dampier" is not held by the Kante family, then after a hundred years, he will be left to the east and west, north and south.

Therefore, he didn't speak, but the atmosphere on this face gradually became depressed.

Finally, there are still people who can't help it.

"Mr. Gibbs, do you have a word?" The person who said this is a stable personality and is not good at making ideas.

And there are also opinions that hope Gibbs. Kante was able to lead the team and carry out an impact on Hassan, that is, a bloody campaign, which shocked Gibbs almost killed the guy who gave the opinion, is he disgusted that he has lived too long? Emotions finally fluctuated a little, "How many people do you think you can find?" Is it more people, or are they more bullets? ”

"We also have bullets! We can fight back, too. ”

"They have missiles, do you? They have tanks? Do you have one? They have air power, do you have it? Gibbs's fatal triple question directly knocked down the radical question.

In fact, when Somalia had no direct government, the civil war in Mogadishu was more like... Community fighting, street fighting on an ordinary scale is the norm, and that kind of large-scale charge is simply impossible, which is one of the reasons why Aideed and Hassan were able to enter Mogadishu during the confrontation between the north and the south, although the warlords and the community are both rabble, but this is still very different in nature.

Do you think that if you have milk, you are a mother? Now some mothers don't necessarily have milk.

"So what do you say? We've got to have a way. ”

Manuel also looked at Gibbs, who kept his mouth shut, this can't be said casually, in a certain position, it is not Mandarin when it comes out.

But the people below were chattering, almost like forcing the palace, and Manuel seemed to be reading a joke, leaning a little back in his chair, resting his elbows on the armrests, not opening his mouth.

"Quiet!"

Finally, Gibbs spoke, his voice was raised in two tones, everyone instantly quieted down, and he rubbed his temples with a little headache, turned his head to look at Manuel, and said in a slight tone, "Mr. Manuel, I want to meet with Nicholas, please make arrangements." ”

He still chose to cooperate.

The person who knows the times is Junjie, and his thighs are not as thick as the other party, what can you do?

The Savior Company has a very good relationship with Eagle Sauce because of the fall of Black Hawk during the Aideed period, and in the news media, capital is the one who controls everything, and from all aspects, the gap between them and them is too big, what else can I do?

Manuel didn't answer first, but looked at the people below, and found that they were all looking at him with a very strange gaze, and sat back a little, steading his body firmly, "I can help with this, but... This Asian is not too easy to fool. ”

"Of course I know, I'll just leave the rest to me." Gibbs nodded and looked back, "Since you let me choose, then I choose to cooperate, and if I disagree, I can leave." ”

The people below are talking to each other, and there are foxes below, at least at this time, most of them are still eating in Mogadishu, most of them are the surviving elite, and the unintelligent reckless people have long since died.

So after a few minutes passed, no one moved their buttocks, and even the one who shouted the most just now was stuck in place.

Whoever goes out dies!

Hassan and Nicholas's iron fist of justice is on the horizon.

"You all agree, let's scrape together three million dollars." Gibbston paused, "I'll go to Nicholas for you, and you will pay for the money yourself." ”

This old man is also very wealth-saving.

Although the others complained a little, they didn't have more BB with him, anyway, they still had the money.

…

Bump Bump Bump!

The rapid sound of the gunfire shook the hearts of the people, and the bullets hit the small hillside behind the target, splashing holes one after another.

"Cool!" Wu Lihui screamed, took off the cotton in his ear, and touched the AK in his hand, the shuttle passed, the barrel was hot, and although the recoil made the shoulder a little sore, it was painful and happy.

"Uh."

Just then, an employee trotted over and said, "Boss, looking for you." ”

"Okay."

Wu Lihui threw AK to the custodian next to him, sorted out the sportswear on his body, trotted upstairs, knocked on the door and entered, "Sir, are you looking for me?" ”

"Manuel said that the gang agreed, and they will come over to negotiate later, and this matter will be left to you."

"Well... Good. Wu Lihui was nervous now, this was related to a lot of interests, and he opened his mouth, "The boss, Jack he..."

"What else are young people afraid of? The biggest advantage of young people is that you can make mistakes, and there are people who pay for you, but you have to grow from your mistakes, believe in yourself, you are better than anyone else in your age, and Jack will be with you. ”

……