Horace couldn't help but take two steps back, his face turned red, his eyes wandered, looking at the dagger glowing with cold light, he was afraid in his heart.

The other party is here to kill himself!

He thought that he would be targeted, and he would face being assassinated again, but he didn't expect that the other party would dare to come to the National Defense Building, it was simply lawless.

The killer gradually walked over, his eyes were cold, staring at Horace's neck, and licking his tongue.

The latter's hair exploded in an instant, and he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was covered by the killer and stabbed four or five times in the abdomen, the white knife went in and the red knife came out, and the intestines were brought out.

Horace's eyes widened suddenly, the bloodshot on the side of the eyeballs was very hideous, and he opened his hand and tried to resist, but the murderer grabbed him with his backhand, strangled his neck, dragged him into the toilet hard, and stabbed him several times in the chest, no matter how strong his vitality was, he couldn't survive.

"Smack..."

Horace's hands were on the toilet, his whole body slumped on the ground, his head tilted, and he couldn't bat himself.

The killer took out the toilet paper, wiped the blood stains on the knife, threw the paper on the face of the corpse, turned around and left, but just when he was about to walk to the door, a pot-bellied government official walked in from outside, and the startled murderer hurriedly turned his head to the sink to wash his hands, glanced at the other party with his back to himself and released water, and after gently shaking his hand, he walked out with his pocket in his pocket.

"Huh?"

The secretary was looking at his watch outside, waiting a little impatiently, when he saw the killer coming out, he was obviously stunned, stared at his back suspiciously for a long time, and suddenly felt panicked, and hurriedly ran into the men's toilet, so frightened that the fat man inside hurriedly pulled the zipper.

"Hey, ma'am, what are you doing?"

The secretary pushed open the toilet door, revealing Horace's body inside, and she turned pale with fright and screamed, "Ah!! ”

…

The minister was killed in the toilet of the office building.

This is simply a hot news, many media are like sharks smelling blood, red eyes and pounced, but the doors are cordoned, the nearby streets are blocked, and even the Spanish UOE special forces are seen, patrolling with loaded guns.

At this moment, a group of people walked out of the office building with serious faces, and the reporters on the periphery were all bright-eyed and hurriedly gathered around.

"Mr. Bierman, is it true that Minister Horace was killed in the toilet?"

"Mr. Bierman, may I ask how Mr. Horace was killed?"

"Bierman..."

The microphone was squeezed like a burning stick, and it was about to reach into the mouth of a white man in the lead, so frightened that the other party hurriedly took a step back, and the military police next to him hurriedly pushed the crazy reporter back.

Bierman frowned and swept his eyes, his face was a little ugly, his lips moved slightly, a photographer happened to see it, and he was busy taking pictures of this action, and he had to find a lip expert to interpret it well, maybe he could find any secrets?

The Spanish media's favorite thing is to interpret lip language, for example, Real Madrid's legend Guti once insulted his opponent softly, was read out by lip experts, and was punished...

Bierman wrung his eyebrows, stopped, and said in a deep voice, "It is a fact that Minister Horace was assassinated, the police are investigating the scene, and other circumstances are inconvenient to disclose at this time, thank you." ”

After he finished speaking, under the escort of the staff, he squeezed into the car and drove away.

The reporters looked at each other, but then they dispersed.

"The Spanish minister was stabbed! 》

……

"Mr. Gao, I don't know what you called me for?" Joel's fat body sat on the sofa, lying back very comfortably, and wanted to cross Erlang's legs, but the body was too bloated to lift up, so he could only give up helplessly, open his hand, and look at each other.

"Try the good Cuban cigars first." Gao Jun smiled and threw a cigar to the other party, Joel was stunned, put the cigar under his nostrils and sniffed it, his eyes lit up, and he nodded with satisfaction, "Very good taste." ”

Gao Jun smiled and glanced at Sosphia, who bowed his head lightly and walked over, holding a lighter in his hand, "Sir, I'll light a fire for you." ”

Joel looked at Sosfia and was instantly intrigued.

This in itself is a very fucked up thing in Mali, there is no place to prostitute pheasants nearby, and most importantly, those black girls have a severely distorted appearance, and they can feel a lot of ink, and there are people like Sosfia, who look very peugeot.

He hurriedly leaned his head over, took a deep breath, squinted, didn't know what he was sniffing, stared at each other with squinting eyes, Sosphia was frightened by that look, and hurriedly hid behind Gao Jun.

Gao Jun glanced at Joel, who was about to stare out of his pig-like eyes, turned sideways slightly, glanced at Sosfia, smiled meaningfully, stretched out his hand, waved his hand, and shouted softly, "Mr. Joel..."

"Huh?" When Joel came back to his senses, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he could only smoke a cigar to hide himself and keep his head down.

"I'd like to borrow the barracks' warehouse." Gao Jun crossed his legs, "Of course, I don't use it in vain, each warehouse is rented for three hundred dollars." ”

Joel frowned, puzzled, "Rent a warehouse?" What's the use? ”

"Pile up some weapons and ammunition." Gao Jun didn't hide it, dusted off his cigarette ash, and said with a smile, "You know, I'm an arms dealer, and I have a batch of weapons that are a bit large recently, and I need to put them for a few days and wait for the buyer to come." ”

Put weapons?

In the Spanish barracks?

Joel didn't know what the local Gao Jun thought, he tilted his head a little embarrassed, frowning, "Mr. Gao, I'm afraid this is a bit embarrassing..."

"Smack."

As soon as he finished saying this, a stack of dollars was thrown on the table by Gao Jun, and Franklin's ugly face deeply attracted Joel's attention.

"The money is for you, and I don't think Colonel Joel will refuse my friendship."

Joel swallowed his saliva, rolled up and down his Adam's apple, raised his head with difficulty, and pointed at himself in disbelief, "These are all for me?" ”

"Of course." Gao Jun stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

Joel's eyes showed struggle, and finally he couldn't accept the temptation, opened his hands, held the dollar in his arms, and kissed it, Franklin's face was instantly covered with saliva, he hurriedly stuffed the money into his pocket, nodded, "Okay, I'll go back and empty the warehouse, how many do you need?" ”

"Five warehouses."

"So much?" Joel wrinkled his eyebrows, but he was reluctant to push back after receiving the benefits, so he could only agree to it.

Gao Jun stood up on his knees with great satisfaction, and stretched out his hand, "I'll send the things over first that night, Sosfia, and help me Colonel Songsong Joel." ”

"Mr. Colonel, please."

After Joel accepted the money, he felt that he was half a cut short in front of Gao Jun, and after nodding his head at the latter, he followed behind Sosphia and walked downstairs, but this guy still lightly bumped into the other party's body, which was obscene.

Gao Jun put his left hand in his pocket, held a cigar in his right hand, shook his head and sneered, "People who are greedy for money always live long." ”

And at this moment, at the time of following them before and after, Peter trotted in and nodded towards Gao Jun, "Boss, the buyers have been found, come over at night." ”

"Take your brothers, and take the loaded wagons to the Spanish barracks, and trade there."

Peter answered, and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Gao Jun, leaned in his ear and commanded a few words, and patted him on the shoulder, "Is it clear?" ”

"I'm afraid it'...... like this"

"It's okay, we're just leaving a guarantee."

Seeing Gao Jun's request, Peter had nothing to say, so he had to nod his head and agree, and then go down to carry it out.

…