Moore's house was more lavish than ever, with gold vessels everywhere and all sorts of precious stones dotted throughout. There are also endless handicrafts, and there are many women he has raised.

He is the emperor of Dadab, and the throne under the ass has always been very stable, and it is even more secure.

Because Moore still has a certain amount of wisdom, his vision is far-reaching. This kind of profundity is not that he wants to seek more fields and obtain higher positions, but that he limits all his eyes to Dadab.

Here, he can make a fortune as a refugee; Here he is above ten thousand; Here, he is full of words.

If that's the case, why change it? Climbing up represents unpredictable dangers, and all kinds of open and secret battles are likely to make him destitute, and even invite death. Rather than that, it is better to be the emperor here comfortably.

In the luxurious and tycoon-like living room, a middle-aged man in a suit and extremely sophisticated sat there sipping red wine.

This middle-aged man is typical of the European and American race, whether it is hair or skin color, or the color of the pupils. His demeanor is very elegant, and it clearly reveals his background of frequent high society.

To put it simply, this middle-aged man is a gentleman, no matter what actions he makes, he will reveal his gentlemanly demeanor. Full of superiority, full of the pride that upper-class people inevitably carry.

This is the arms tycoon that Moore said, the real arms tycoon who wants to meet Xiao Yuanchao.

All of them were under Moore's control, completely disregarding Xiao Yuanchao's feelings. But this is the behavior characteristic of the Tu Emperor, he ate Xiao Yuanchao.

For this kind of elbow system that is controlled everywhere, Xiao Yuanchao is very unhappy and unhappy. He felt that he was now a delicate little lamb, led by the neck by others.

But all the unhappiness can only be suppressed temporarily, after all, this is Moore's territory.

"Mr. Brown, this is the Red Murderer." Moore nodded very politely at the middle-aged man and said.

His expressions, eyes, and body movements were all low. This soil emperor treats this kind of person who mixes in high society, and has a natural inferiority.

The Emperor of the Earth? In the eyes of others, the earth emperor of Dadab is simply a turtle and will never enter the stream. To put it bluntly, it is a human trafficker, a human trafficker who takes advantage of refugees and makes a fortune as refugees.

The arms tycoon named Brown nodded, put down the red wine in his hand, and smiled at Xiao Yuanchao.

However, he didn't stand up, as if Xiao Yuanchao was just an insignificant person. I can find each other, and I can completely look up to him.

A simple gesture shows how big Brown's score is. He was facing a fugitive, and it was necessary to put the score on the table.

This is a very normal phenomenon, and in our real society, you can encounter pendulum music everywhere. Because everyone wants to be respected, and the easiest way to get that respect is to put it on the score.

When I go out to do errands, I meet too many people who play the score, and what they want is vanity that is respected and valued. When they see you circling around him and satisfying their minds, everything will be easy to do. If you can't be satisfied, it's hard to do anything.

In fact, when each of us reaches a certain position, we also need to put on a score. If you don't put on a score, you will be looked down upon and ignored.

Complex human psychology is definitely the way of doing things in society.

"Hello, Mr. Red Murderer, I know you better." Brown kept a gentlemanly smile and said slowly, "In the Battle of Basra, you used a mechanical exoskeleton. There is no doubt that when the mechanical exoskeleton is separated from the medical field and enters the military field, it is definitely the equipment that can lead the new individual combat platform storm. Now, this kind of equipment has tended to take shape, with individual soldiers as a combat platform, integrating information collection, feedback, attack, receiving, issuing orders, reconnaissance, attacking, and so on. We got the fragment of the mechanical exoskeleton you were wearing, and found ......"

Brown talked eloquently, all the while talking about the mechanical exoskeleton equipment that Xiao Yuanchao wore outside Basra. He is a real arms tycoon, and it seems that he wants to discuss with Xiao Yuanchao the mechanical exoskeleton, which has now taken shape.

Xiao Yuanchao stared at the other party coldly, with a touch of disdain in his eyes. He didn't want to talk to the other party about the mechanical exoskeleton, he just wanted to know what the other party was going to do when he found himself.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, it's a bit far. I mean, can you take some of the mechanical exoskeleton stuff out and talk about it, or maybe you can meet with the maker? Brown continued: "It's a field that everyone thinks is fantastical, everyone thinks it's science fiction, but before you know it, the research on mechanical exoskeletons has matured......"

"Stupid." Xiao Yuanchao spat out two words.

"What did you say?" Brown was stunned.

"Chinese, stupid, translated into English is ......" Xiao Yuanchao thought for a moment and said, "Fuck! ”

There is no exact translation of the word "stupid" in English, and the English word "Fuck" can represent a lot, and it can also represent the word "stupid". (Due to reading habits, conversations with foreigners become Mandarin, otherwise English is everywhere, and reading is laborious and not fluent.) ）

"You! You! You! ......" Brown was instantly furious.

"Stupid!" Xiao Yuanchao scolded again: "If there is nothing to do, go back, this is not the place where you should stay." Also, you're not the only one who wants me to dump weapons on Somalia, and if I'm not mistaken, you're a salesman for an arms company. ”

It was easy for Xiao Yuanchao to figure out why there was an arms tycoon Tong Guò Moore who had come to him, and they were nothing more than trying to figure out why Guò himself was dumping weapons on Somalia.

Under the pressure of the general environment, the African Round Table rarely sells weapons to Somalia, which is definitely a big fat piece of the arms market. Whoever can gnaw it down will be able to make a lot of money.

It may appear that the major arms companies are following the requirements of the round table, but this does not prevent every arms company from looking at Somalia. World peace has nothing to do with them, what they need is to sell their weapons for a good profit. The question of peace...... Leave it to the United Nations.

"Mr. Red Murderer, I'm Stum. Head of Africa Sales at Luger, not a salesman in your mouth. One more point, don't grass me, otherwise ......"

"Get out!" Xiao Yuanchao glared at the other party and roared: "There are many people who want to cooperate with me, what are you?" I'll give you an hour, and if you haven't left yet, then Stum. Luger's Africa sales executive has to be replaced! ”

For Brown, Xiao Yuanchao was unceremoniously. In fact, even if Brown is polite to himself, he will not be polite to the other party.

Because he's upset right now!!

PS: Next chapter, 3 points. R1148