Walt?

Nicholas. Tang Dynasty?

That man!

Ouma's face suddenly collapsed, and his facial muscles twitched.

"Mr. Nicholas has a long-term relationship with us, and he is a man of integrity, and he has a good personal relationship with me, and the phone call just now is about him." Chirkovso said, pointing to the red landline.

Omar knew that the channel of the Tang knife was in Eastern Europe, but he didn't expect it to be in Ukraine.

This made him panic.

After all, Aideed sent him secretly, and most importantly, that Asian was not a simple person, and when he laughed, he was like a vulture, and his eyes alone could make you shiver.

"You should know each other, right? Why don't you come with me? ”

Oumar quickly shook his hand and smiled dryly, "No... No, I'll have some other things to do, so I'll not stay. As he spoke, he glanced at his watch, and picked up his bag as if he was in a hurry, "General, you are busy first, and I will go first." ”

Skirting the table, and when he reached the door, he turned his head again and sneered in embarrassment, "General Cherkovso, please don't talk to Mr. Nicholas about this today." ”

Chharkov, who was buttoning the buttons, paused, with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, I've never been a gossip." ”

Omar left with peace of mind.

After he was done, the Ukrainian said again, "But if you can sell it for a good price, why not sell it?" ”

…

Just bandage yourself with a small wound like broken skin and rotten flesh.

Just to disinfect the wound, you need to wipe it with alcohol, Tang Dao sat on the sofa, lifted his clothes, gritted his teeth, and motioned to Mister to move, the latter dipped the cotton wool in alcohol and carefully smeared it on the wound.

Hiss!

Tang Dao gasped violently.

The pain from his arm made his head sober all of a sudden, his cheeks bulging, and his muscles were green, and after Miste finished detoxifying, Tang Dao's back was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were still bloodshot, and the blood on his face slowly reappeared, and he took a long breath, and he took a long breath in his heart, picked up the red wine on the table with his right hand, and took a big sip, which can relieve the feedback of the cerebral cortex on pain.

"Boss, General Chirkovso is here." The employee guarding the door walked in and said.

"Ask him to come in."

Tang Dao retracted his hand and tied the gauze, which felt swollen when he moved slightly.

The Ukrainians, with their Soviet haircuts and a shift towards the characteristics of the leader (baldness), come in and there is anxiety in the tone, "OMG! Hurt so badly? ”

Actor!

Du Te is an actor.

Tang Dao praised in his heart, sure enough, politicians are two-faced, but this person is in the rivers and lakes, it all depends on his acting skills, he is also not a vegetarian, his right hand is holding the injured hand, licking his dry lips, motioning for him to sit down, and then bent down and took out a bag of camels from under the table, leaned on the edge and knocked it, a cigarette slipped out, put it in his mouth, and stretched out towards Cherkovso, who hesitated, also had a bit of a cigarette addiction, and pulled out one.

"Son of a bitch!"

Tang Dao took a deep breath of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, spun around his head, and then slapped it on the table, exploding.

Almost startled Cherkovso, turned around, coughed, took the cigarette down, and put it in his hand, "We will investigate this matter and give you a satisfactory answer." ”

MD！

The ghost in your own house, you investigate a fart?

"I'll just leave this matter to us, and I don't want to trouble you, but I do think that the security in Kyiv makes me think I'm in Somalia." Tang Dao still didn't forget to squeeze Chirkovso, even if the latter was thick-skinned, his face was full of shame at this time.

Since 1991, the crime rate in Ukraine has been rising at a rate of 20% every quarter, and society is really going to collapse!

But there is nothing he can do to tell him, he is just a general, in such a system, he can turn without it, he can only keep his voice silent and not answer, pretending that silence is golden.

Tang Dao's eyelids were raised, and when he saw that the other party looked like a grandson, he was not interested in continuing to damage, so he lowered his mouth and frowned and smoked.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Chernkovsuo crossed his hands, rubbed his tiger's mouth, and got down to business, "The weapons and equipment you ordered in advance have been sorted out, and the hinds and main battle tanks have all been disassembled and transported to the airport warehouse." ”

So fast?

This is really a little surprising, the speed of selling weapons and equipment is not slow, it is really a little surprising.

Thesavior mainly relies on the Il-76 and the freighter to transport this batch of goods, the former has docked at the Ukrainian military airport, this transport aircraft due to various limitations in the design, the width of the cargo hold of the aircraft is limited, so that the Soviet main battle tank must remove the side skirts to fit into the cargo hold, and for example, a T-62 main battle tank is 40 tons, how much can this transport aircraft hold? For example, these large objects have no choice but to go by sea, and some small toys are loaded by fat people.

"You can take someone to inspect the goods now." Cherkov Cableway.

"Of course, it's best, I can't wait."

This batch of goods is what Eritrea wants, as long as it is sent, at least 100 million, and with this money, Tang Dao can put many ideas in his mind into play, such as the establishment of intelligence agencies, think tanks, systematic training of combat talents, etc., these are all asking for money.

Chernkovso pointed to his hand, "Otherwise, you can rest well and send someone with me." ”

"It's okay, my foot isn't broken." Tang Dao said.

Mainly, if he didn't see those "little darling", his injuries would be more serious.

The Ukrainian shrugged his shoulders and didn't force it, he also counted on Tang Dao to pay for it after inspecting the goods early, and there were still many people waiting to share the spoils.

……

Kurt's eyelids kept jumping, he felt that he didn't even have the taste of the Luohan soup in front of him now, wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up, pulled out a chair and wanted to go to the bathroom, but as soon as he stood up, he saw two rough-looking white men walking in from the restaurant, wearing suits and inches.

The two sides looked at each other in mid-air, and then... Exploded the sparks!

Kurt ran away, and the two whites hurriedly chased after him.

fake！

The main thing is that he doesn't know why he is running, but the subconscious of the cerebral cortex tells him that these two people are coming for him.

Bang!

Kurt panicked, and directly bumped into the waiter who served the food, and the Luohan soup was sprinkled in the air, splashing the surrounding guests with bursts of screams, including himself, which was not light, pounced on the table, picked up the basin and smashed it, and was dodged by the other party one by one.

He lifted the table and ran towards the back kitchen of the restaurant, which was too panicked, and the chef inside was also startled when he saw this, but he still scattered very interestingly, and Kurt couldn't run now.

"Who are you?"

It was a stupid question, and the two white men looked at each other, and neither bothered to answer, but they stepped forward together, grabbed him left and right, pressed his head, and stuffed it into the pot above the gas stove, which was boiling with oil.

Pss

The oil stains continued to explode on it, and the fried Kurt's face was full of pain, and he shouted in horror, "Stop, stop, you are committing a crime!" ”

"Sir, our boss thinks you have too many mouths, and he asked me to tell you, stop moving, you're annoying!" One of them whispered in his ear.

But as soon as he said that, they let go of their hands, obviously not intending to really fry him.

Kurt sat down on the ground with his legs limp, swallowing his saliva and rolling his Adam's apple.

Is this a warning?

Boss?

He thought of Nicholas at once, and he had nothing else but his line, and his heart was now so sad or frightened or angry...

How dare that Asian really touch himself?

Kurt watched the two white men leave, holding his hands, trying to get up, but this was really scary, his legs and feet were weak, and tears were about to drip down, and he yelled at the guests who came over to watch the excitement outside, "Help... Help me! ”

A few bold men came over, helped him up, and suddenly sniffed his nose while looking at him lower.

This guy... Wetting your pants?