This surprise attack on Gao Jun attracted the attention of many forces in Bamako, but only Acre felt as if he had eaten, even if he ran again, he understood that his words were treated as air by Puiti!

"Damn bastards! Does he want to die? ”

Aka's face was hideous, the corners of his eyes twitched, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were red and glowing with murder, and he looked up at the black officer, "Does he still want me to kill him?" ”

The black officer's heart trembled slightly, it seemed... Puetti really moved the Aka taboo.

Aka's face was gloomy and almost dripping, if it was another businessman, the Green Turban Army would move if it moved, but Gao Jun had a connection with him at this time, and the thousands of AK47 were a sharp weapon he used to defend his rights, to put it bluntly, it was to guard against Puaiti's growing ambitions.

Jingle bells!

Just when the atmosphere in the office became a little stiff. The phone on the table rang suddenly, Aka twisted his eyebrows, and as soon as he connected it, he heard a neutral voice on the other side, "General Aka, it's me." ”

Aka raised his eyebrows and squeezed out a smile with great difficulty, "Mr. Gao... Haven't rested so late? ”

"Didn't General Acre rest too?" Gao Jun asked rhetorically, and hearing these words in Aka's ears made his heart flutter, and he vaguely prevaricated.

"Does the general know that our factory was attacked tonight?"

"Oh? This kind of thing can happen too? How is it possible, Mr. Gao, something happened to you? ”

Gao Jun listened to Aka's concerned greeting on the other end of the phone, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, would the other party not know? Fool the devil!

But Gao Jun's purpose in calling was not to ask for guilt, he picked up the Jericho Type 941 pistol on the table, half-squinted, aimed at the glowing point in the crosshairs, aimed at the shadow on the wall, and chuckled, "I think it's a scourge to stay, I've already sent someone over, if General Acre can catch up, maybe he can help Puai Ti collect the body." ”

The pupils of Aka's eyes shrank, his face was blue, the palm holding the microphone was pinched hard, the green tendons on the back of his hand were tensed, the black officer was a little two or three meters away from him, but he could clearly see a few tendons on the general's face connected to the sun nest, all twitching there, and he spoke patiently, "Mr. Gao... Bamako is the seat of Mali, and you may be disrespectful to the people of Bambara. ”

"Of course I respect the people of Bambara, but I will not allow anyone to harm my interests, oh, I forgot to tell you, the general's weapons will be delivered by tomorrow afternoon at the latest, and I will personally press them to the door then." Gao Jun's topic changed quickly, but I have to say that it happened to grasp Aka's heart.

The words are already here, you want a gun, or Puetti's life! If the latter is chosen, both sides tear their faces!

Aka doesn't want to offend an arms dealer, these warmongers have weapons, if they are used to support other warlords, Mali's slightly calm oil pot will definitely explode in an instant, when the whole country goes to war, it is happy that people like Gao Jun are happy, so... Puetti must die!

"I'll collect the body, Mr. Gao." Aka was toothless and breathing heavily.

"It should be almost... I've got some more to do, General, see you tomorrow. Gao Jun hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

Listening to the busy sound in the microphone, Aka finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, roared, smashed the microphone on the table, and instantly shattered it in half, red eyes, threw everything on the table to the ground, took out a pistol, and fired several shots at the ceiling.

The soldiers at the door who were startled by the gunfire rushed in, and when they saw the scene inside, they were slightly stunned.

"Get out! Get out of here. Aka slammed the pistol over and cursed.

"You go out first—" the black officer whispered to the captain of the guard, who hesitated, nodded slightly, and cautiously withdrew with the guard.

When the black officer closed the door, he turned his head and saw Aka sitting on the couch, head held high, frowning and deep in thought.

He took two steps forward slightly, and then heard Aka suddenly say, "Liesin, you take the people to the garrison of the Green Turbans, and don't care about what happens, but if the war is over, I want the soldiers there to be loyal to me!" ”

"It's... Puetti was abandoned. The black officer's heart froze, and he hurriedly raised his hand and saluted, "Yes!" ”

This kind of co-optation work is very common in Mali, in fact, don't look at the fact that there is an "ace division" under Acre, there are also two or three thousand people, but he understands how many fish belly there are, and most of them are recruited from other forces, anyway, change clothes and change personal leaders.

The market price of Malian soldiers is three dollars a month!

They are really fighting for money, often a battle with tens of thousands of people from morning to night, only one person is wounded, the bullets are finished, and most importantly, their casual shooting, world-famous, are destined to be hit!

fully explains what a rabble is, and the Akachi elite is his guard!

Aka crossed Erlang's legs and pursed his lips, and those who do something wrong will have to pay with their lives.

…

When Liesin and his soldiers arrived at the Green Turban garrison, the sky was already dawning, and the air was still exuding the afterglow of the gunfight, and the corpses of several Green Turbans were poured at the door.

Liesin's face was ugly, suddenly his ears moved, and when he raised his head, he saw a pair of fully armed people running out quickly, and the leader was his profound influence, the two strong men who followed the Chinese were carrying assault rifles in their hands, but the German guy named Armand lowered his head, as if he was a little unhappy.

When Peter and the others rushed into the station, Puetti didn't run, and there were less than forty defenders around, how could this have done more than the elite employees? Less than ten minutes after the battle began, except for a dozen people who were killed, the others turned around and ran.

When Puetti tried to run, he was shot and killed by Peter first, and Peter won the game, which naturally made Armand not very happy.

As soon as the two troops met at the door, they began to stare widely, and Peter vigilantly put his hands behind him and made a gesture, and the employees behind him put their fingers on the trigger.

Liesin reacted now, and quickly shook his hand, "We have no hostility, General Aka asked us to collect Puaiti's body, which is also Mr. Gao's words." ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were relieved.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way. Armand pushed Liesin away, pursed his lips with disdain, pointed to the pickup truck driven by Liesin and others, and said, "We want this car, you guys go back." ”

It's not like a discussion, it's an order!

Anger flashed on Liesin's face, but he glanced at the weapon in the hand of the employee of Zulong Company, and suppressed this anger helplessly, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death, so he forced out a smile, "Yes, yes." ”

Armand triumphantly jumped into the car, lit the fire, beckoned the employees to climb into the car, waved at Liesin, and lip-synched, "Thank you!" ”

Step on the gas pedal and go...

"Damn the Germans." Liesin raised his middle finger at the back of the car, waved his fist and scolded his mother, of course, this was just to vent his frustration, and when he was tired, he gasped and shouted at the soldiers to rush into the garrison of the Green Turbans, and found Puetti's body in the house, with his mouth wide open, frightened, lying on the ground, a bullet hole in his head, and a mixture of brain and blood gurgling out of it.

Liesin sighed deeply, after nearly four years in Mali, he actually... Died like this, is this considered a strange way?

He also saw the ability of an arms dealer, and the employees under his command had such a strong fighting ability, and fortunately they did not get involved in politics, otherwise what else would there be about General Acre?

"Put his body away, and we'll go back!" Liesin only sighed and ordered, the car was driven away by Armand and others, and they could only trot back with the corpse... The government army is mixed up like this, and it is miserable!

…… I want to talk about "The Strongest Arms Dealer" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~