Durin is not a fool, not only is he not a fool, but he is also an experienced old man. After he had figured out what to say to the guy in ten minutes, and had rehearsed it with the old wolf, Durin dialed the guy's phone.

This time it was still the old wolf who was holding the phone, and although I thought that this bastard would probably not dare to play any tricks, the old wolf still did not let Durin hold the phone himself.

"We've already discussed it here." Immediately after the phone was answered, Durin said, "As you say." Ask Afra to contact him, and we'll be at Afra's house. We've got our hands together. The call hasn't been made yet, why hasn't it been called? Durin said this, and glanced at the old wolf beside him, "What I want... Will it be given to me? When? What if you don't give it after you've done it? Good... But I'll tell you. If you don't give it to me, I'm unlucky and I'll definitely pull you! ”

After Durin said this threatening word, it seemed that the other party didn't care very much, because the voice on the other side of the phone was still very calm, and he spoke on the other side, as if telling Durin to complete a series of details of this matter.

The call took nearly ten minutes to end. After hanging up, Durin immediately looked at us and said, "He said that you are not ordinary people, and you must be careful at the beginning so that you don't notice that something is wrong. He advised our men to secure their weapons and hide until you enter Evra's house before blocking the door and surrounding the house. And let's find a way, for example, to meet and discuss things without bringing weapons in, to disarm some of you, and to separate you from each other. ”

"Huh. You ask him for something, what does he say? I asked.

"I don't want to give ... He said he wouldn't give it to me until I had done it and had proven it. Durin replied.

"Okay... I looked at the old wolf, "Let him tell the man in a moment that everything is ready." The meeting time is nine o'clock. After saying that, I looked at Durin and said, "By the way... What do you call that guy? “

"Alvin... He said his name was Alvin. "Every time he shows up alone." I really admire his courage for that. “

"What's this? Do you dare to touch him? The old wolf looked disdainful and said, "Look at the way you look now, you know that he has nothing to worry about and fear." “

"Alvin?" I hadn't heard the name before, so I looked at Durin and said, "What does this man look like?" French? “

"No... It's not like ... Durin shook his head, "At least not Bordeaux." In my opinion, this guy is more like a... He has an accent in French, and to me he looks more like an Englishman, about forty years old. “

"Forty? British, whose name is Alvin? "I thought about it in my mind, maybe the right person, but no, because first of all, this Englishman and Alvin can't match, even if Alvin is probably just a pseudonym, but the Englishman... It really can't be reconciled.

I threw away the food in my hand, picked up a cup on the table, took two sips, and looked at the squatting people: "Lock up these people." Let that guy come in and have something to eat. Set up a sentry post outside, and, our car. Gotta change. Not only are there bullet holes on it, there should not be enough oil, and more importantly, it may be targeted. It just so happens that both guys have quite a few cars. Pull the car in, and remove all the weapons from the car. Hurry up. After saying that, I looked at the old wolf and said, "Confirm the situation of your manpower, and let them come here to join us as soon as possible." ”

So all of them were locked up in a room except for Evra and Durin, with Christovich keeping watch outside, and the rest of us, except for the old wolf's two friends, who continued to keep an eye on him, and the rest of us went about the things I had just mentioned. I took a break between transporting and changing weapons to check them out. I have to say that the other party's equipment used to be better than ours, and even more so now. These guns and rifles are HK G36 and submachine guns are HK MP7, in addition to these, I also found amuse amuse pistols with silencers, explosives designed to blow up doors and some stun grenades and grenades.

"These Frenchmen. . . How do you like to use the guns of the Germans? After seeing the guns, Lukovic couldn't help but ask curiously.

Salim listened to Lukovich's words and smiled: "The EU is one. There is no royal family now, otherwise they would all be relatives. ”

By the time everything was in order, it was close to nine o'clock. Instead of all of us going back to the room, I was the only one who walked back, while Lukovic and Salim remained in the courtyard, guarding the yard along with Christovich, who was keeping watch in the woods by the roadside.

When I came to the old wolf, he was chatting with these two guys. Sitting not far from him was Ah Liang. He didn't seem interested in what the men were chatting about, one fiddling with a pistol from time to time.

"Everything is ready?" The old wolf asked when he saw me come in.

"Ready." I nodded, "When will your people arrive?" “

"About noon." "It is said that now Marseille is in a mess, and more and more French gangs are banding together to deal with the Moors. “

"That friend of yours is an idiot. Think you're the strongest one, and you can't be the one? The Mongols were not as arrogant as he was. If you continue to work with him in the future, you need to be careful. I looked at the old wolf, "You're not a self-proclaimed cautious man to work with a guy like him." “

"Huh. Words are good. But I still think my North African friends will win. They have capital to be so confident, after all, there is nothing too good to do with them when Krish is at his peak. The old wolf suddenly thought of something when he said this, "Speaking of this, I think of something... Maybe I can get the MSLs here to help. “

"How?" I looked at him, "MSL here... Also the same as Marseille? “

"Certainly not as good as Marseille." The old wolf waved his hand, "But didn't you see those mosques on the way here?" There are also a lot of MSLs here, and they are similar to those in Marseille, most of them are from North Africa and former colonies of France. “

"Do you know these people? What can you say? I asked.

"No, I can't. I can only say that I know here, but I am not familiar with it. But the Emir of Marseille had a good relationship with them. I can trust his relationship. "The old wolf said.

I looked at him, "Does that friend of yours still have time to take care of your business?" ”

"Give him some favors." The old wolf rubbed his temples, "Didn't we get a batch of guns?" I'm ready to give it to him. ”

"To him?" I pointed to Durin and Evra, "Don't these two guys have weapons?" They're all ready to do something to you, will they be able to do that? “

Ask for fat... Ask for fat... Ask for fat.

(End of chapter)