Satan!

The Chinese man in front of him is definitely a demon.

Kom trembled with fear, the other party had been trapping himself from the beginning, he shook his head unwillingly, and his eyes were almost pleading.

"Mr. Major, I'm just a businessman, I don't like to be teased, I like honest friends." Gao Jun pulled out a piece of paper and covered the blood from Comm's nostrils very casually, "What do you think?" ”

"Woohh

Gao Jun clapped his hands in satisfaction, stood up, and whispered something in Kom's ear, and the latter trembled all over, and the pleading became louder, and slammed his head on the table.

"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I am not the one who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, I can give you 50,000 US dollars, and ensure the safety of your family."

After Gao Jun finished speaking, he waved his hand and left with Polonin and the others, leaving Kom to fall to the ground in despair, staring blankly at the ceiling of the Peninsula Hotel, and he didn't bother to tear off the rags in his mouth, and his heart was full of despair.

"Eugene. Foster! He suddenly ripped off the rag and gritted his teeth.

It must be this damn old miscellaneous fish and Gao Jun who want to rectify themselves!

This person's brain is easy to bend, and he is even very sure of his thoughts, the more he thinks about it, the more likely it is, with a wipe of his nose, the nosebleed all over his face, coupled with the hideous expression on his face, it makes people look like a clay statue in a temple in the countryside of China.

"Sir... Are you okay. The staff at The Peninsula Hotel were also shocked and hurriedly greeted and asked.

"Get out of here!"

Comm reached out and pushed the other party away very roughly, walked out of the door in a menacing manner, and kicked him vigorously as he passed by the trash can.

……

"Have you contacted the truck that the company needs?" Sitting on the Humvee, Gao Jun asked solemnly.

"I've contacted an agent and rented four Scania heavy-duty cars, all with a load of more than 15 tons, a height of three meters, a length of nearly eight meters, and a width of two meters and eight meters... Enough for us to transport weapons and equipment. Polonin hurriedly replied.

Scania is one of Sweden's leading manufacturers of trucks and buses, founded in 1891 in Malmö, southern Sweden. With products sold in more than 100 countries around the world, it is one of the world's leading manufacturers of heavy-duty trucks and buses, and is the most profitable company in the commercial vehicle industry with its technologically advanced modular systems.

This brand of truck has always been a favorite of "outlaws"!

The device is big and coarse and resistant X! THIS WHEEL CAN BE DRIVEN ON ANY BROKEN TERRAIN, AND TIRES CLOSE TO 25CM THICK AND EVEN SOME BULLETS WILL NOT PENETRATE!

Gao Jun nodded with satisfaction, "This order must not be accidental, I will personally lead the team to KWT, and let the rest of the security department follow me... You're in charge of staying behind, and I don't think this trip will be very safe. ”

"Good!" Poloninv bowed his head, hesitated, and then took the initiative to say: "BOSS, I have found a few agents you asked me to recruit last time, do you want to investigate?" ”

"Thirty minutes, let them rush to the company, and give up automatically after the time! I don't have much time to waste here. Gao Jun raised his hand and looked at his watch, then replied with a frown.

He is also very impatient, but after all, the agency itself is an extension of another kind of interest, and many companies will have agents in hot spots, but the things they sell are different and their identities are different.

…

Peel is a wanderer, of course, he prefers to call himself a speculator looking for opportunities, he has been a soldier in the United States for several years, and has also been sent to fight in the AFH, but as a logistician, he has never even been on the battlefield, and after retiring, those meager retirement funds are not enough for him to squander in the casino, by chance he heard that there is gold everywhere in YLK, as long as he is lucky, he can make a lot of money.

But apparently ... The world is not very friendly!

On his first day of arrival, he was robbed by a gang of gangsters at gunpoint, leaving only a pair of underwear on his body, and he would have starved to death if he hadn't met Jackson, an Ecuadorian who opened a restaurant in YLK.

"Hey, Peele, yesterday my brother told me there was a shortage of dogs in the slaughterhouse, are you going to go?" Jackson was burying his head and munching on the hard bread, when suddenly he seemed to think of something, raised his head and asked, "The cost is close to 1000 YLK dinars a month!" ”

This is equivalent to 5.7 RMB, 0.8$ USD!

"Kill the dog?" Peel was stunned, a little resistant in his heart, but when he thought that he had been eating and drinking for nothing here for nearly two months, he was always a little weak in his heart when he was about to agree, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, and he was busy pulling it out, and his eyes lit up when he looked at the caller ID.

"Hey, sir... Interview today? Oh! Good! Okay, I'll come over here. ”

Peel hung up the phone, and when he saw the time, he jumped up with a strange scream, and shouted anxiously: "Jackson! Lend me your razor, I see you have a suit in the cupboard, give me some to wear too. ”

"What's wrong with you? What interview? Jackson asked, confused.

"An arms company recruits agents, and I signed up!"

"Huh? Arms business? Jackson's jaw was about to dislocate in fright, and then he shook his head: "No! You can't go, these damn arms dealers are bloodsucking leeches, it's not a serious job. If it weren't for them, would YLK be so messy? ”

Peel rolled his eyes, patted his pants pocket, and turned his pocket over, "Do you know what this is?" ”

"What?"

"Poor! Fack! We are so fucking poor that we can't even afford to eat, what else do we want? Jackson, I know you have a sense of justice, but this society is like this, if I don't go, can't others go? We can't go on like this, I think this is my chance, we're going to get out of this ghetto, what do you think? Peel spread his hands, "We should move to a safer place!" ”

"But—" Jackson hesitated, "but it's too dangerous." ”

"It's okay, don't worry, I took the cross you gave me last time." Peel affectionately kissed the cross around his neck, "I think God will bless me, Immanuel." ”

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Peel, Jackson had to reluctantly agree, and he was very dedicated to helping the other party put down the folded trouser legs. Intimate companions.

"Wait until I'll get back! I don't want you to eat this damn black bread anymore. Peel hugged Jackson and whispered in his ear, and walked out of the house with a firm stride.