Diamond?

Yuri's eyes immediately lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even worse, "Of course! Chief Barbo, diamonds look so much better than Franklin's! ”

Gbagbo clearly enjoyed hearing this, especially when an American said it, he laughed out loud, glanced at the full tank of bullets, his eyes flashed with greed, put one hand on Yuri's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Let's sit down and have a good talk." ”

Yuri nodded, and as soon as he turned around, he raised his hand and shouted when he saw that Vitaly was still grinding, "Vitaly, hurry up!" Chief Gbagbo has something good to entertain us. ”

"Got it." Vitaly squatted on the ground, his head did not respond, but he was obviously very alert to listen with his ears, and after the footsteps of Yuri and the others gradually drifted away, he vigilantly took out an unknown instrument as big as a button from his pocket, and with a faint red light, Vitaly dug a hole under his feet, buried the instrument, and patted the soil flat with his hands.

After a series of movements, he breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and wanted to put it in his mouth, but his hand was shaking unobediently, and his legs were shaking a little.

"Fack!" Vitaly cursed under his breath and slammed the cigarette to the ground.

Of course he understood what he was doing!

But he could not bear the guilt of being an arms dealer, and in Syria he saw with his own eyes the weapons sold to the local armed forces being used to massacre Pingming, which could not be more painful for a devout Christian.

Until one day, a man named Jack? Valentine's international agents find him...

"I just don't want to write on the tombstone after death that there's an arms dealer with blood on his hands." Vitaly took a deep look at the pit where the locator was buried, and turned his head towards Yuri, where he and Chief Barbo were already seated in the prepared chairs.

Barbo stretched out a black finger, and many sparkling diamonds fell from between the fingers, knocking on the table with a clanging sound, Yuri's eyes were instantly attracted, and he put his hand around the table, for fear that these little cuties would jump under the table naughtily, so he couldn't wait to pick up one and look at it carefully.

Looking at Yuri's appearance, Barbo knocked on the table very proudly, crossing Erlang's legs, "Originally, I was going to go to Mali to buy weapons, but I heard that there was a group of sellers over there, and even rocket launchers were sold..."

As soon as Yuri heard the news, he raised his head suddenly, he was not a fledgling arms dealer, and from Barbo's eyes, he could see that the other party was just planning to lower the price, the pupils behind the sunglasses turned slyly, threw the diamond on the table, and clapped his hands, "Of course I know my peers, tsk, who doesn't know that the Sea Knight has fallen into such a big reputation?" It's just that... He's not having a good time either, I heard that Interpol is looking for trouble with him, aren't you afraid of being targeted by them? ”

"A bunch of stinky shit, don't scare me, those Interpols dare to come over, I promise they will kneel on the ground and call Dad!" Barbo raised his hands and shouted, leaning forward, "I want to do a big job!" ”

"Big?"

"Knock Portonovo down, I don't want to live a life of migration again." Gbagbo said in a low voice.

Portonovo is the capital of Benin, although Benin is one of the least developed countries in the world, but he is also one of the legitimate governments recognized by the United Nations, and Gbagbo is going to carry out a coup d'état, Vitali, who happened to come over, listened to the face a little gloomy, and his fingers couldn't help but clench, as if he had seen a lion start to eat people.

A coup d'état represents war, and war represents death...

Vitaly looked at Yuri, who was talking and laughing, struggle flashed in his eyes, and finally sighed without moving, "Don't blame me, I just don't want to accept the torture in my heart." ”

And Yuri, who was talking, turned his head suddenly, and when he saw Vitaly in a trance, he smiled and said, "Hey, Vitaly, come here, come and see these cute little guys, we're going to get rich, you don't have to dump her, you don't have to dump her, take the money and smash her on the bed!" ”

Vitaly smiled reluctantly, but he was nervous, and his facial muscles were a little stiff.

Yuri has been walking on the tip of a knife all year round, and he has long had his own set of "psychology" observation skills, he saw that Vitaly's performance was not the same as usual, a little restrained, and he turned around in confusion and looked him up and down, "How are you..."

"Sudden ......"

Who knew that before Yuri's words were finished, a burst of rapid gunfire was deafening, getting closer and closer from a distance, and the tribal militants around him were still eating and hurriedly responding to the enemy, a black man ran over and said a lot in a very sloppy language, Yuri saw Barbo get up suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were gritted, "You betrayed me?" There was a whole group of people rushing over, among them there were also armored vehicles of the UN, bastard, I killed you. ”

Barbo pulled out his pistol and aimed at Yuri, Yuri's face was also very ugly, and when he saw that the other party was about to pull the trigger, he hurriedly raised his hand, "Chief Barbo, I am an arms dealer, how can I betray customers?" And, have you forgotten that I'm also a wanted criminal? I'm not going to send myself to jail. ”

"I don't care! It must be one of you. ”

Yuri's eyes snapped towards Vitaly, who lowered his head in a hurry, as if acknowledging something.

"Fack! Vitaly, you betrayed me? Yuri jumped up angrily as if he had been stepped on by his tail, but with deep disbelief, "Our friend of thirty years, are you going to send me to prison?" ”

"Yuri, we can't buy arms anymore, do you know how many people we've killed with the weapons we sold? God will not forgive us, turn ourselves in, and the judge will judge less. ”

Listening to Yuri's mind, this is childish and a little ridiculous!

"Turn yourself in? Idiot! Have you forgotten the oath we took when we worked together? Don't be a nobody! I don't want to go back to open a restaurant, do you want to go back to work as a car washer? Dollars, I just want dollars! Damn, you're an idiot..."Yuri yelled.

Navitali opened his mouth to refute, but Barbo hid behind and pointed his gun at Vitaly, and fired three shots in succession, the latter couldn't dodge, and arrows appeared from his body, spraying Yuri's face all over his face, Vitaly's eyes widened, his mouth open, and he fell back to the ground, his eyes gradually closed.

Yuri's ears were ringing, and his head was empty...

Until a bullet flew past the door of his head, his whole body was instantly frightened into a cold sweat, Yuri also came back to his senses, looked at Vitaly's corpse, and ran back in a hurry, hiding behind a bunker, looking at the form of the warring parties, it was obvious that the tribal forces were at a disadvantage, seeing that the defense line was crumbling, Yuri still felt that his life was at stake at this time, bent over, ran towards a jeep parked in the distance, kicked the door open hard, got in, unscrewed the fire, but lit it several times, the car seemed to be against him, I just can't point it.

“shit！ Move fast! Yuri stepped on the clutch vigorously, perhaps sensing his anger, and the jeep roared, spewing out a cloud of black gas, paused a few times, and ran off into the distance.

"Yuri... Yuri! Gbagbo shouted behind him waving his hands.

Glancing through the mirror, Yuri stuck his head out and shouted, "Chief Gbago, if you're still alive, we'll see you in Mali!" ”

……