"Bang bang bang-"

"Dangdangdang—"

The bullet slammed into the Destroyer's palm and landed on the marble floor with a crisp thud.

"......" The burly man who was still despising Han Yi in his heart just now suddenly became stunned, looking at the "destroyer" like a ghost.

"Bang-"

After the last shot was fired, the Destroyer grabbed the bullet directly in the palm of his hand, then stretched out his arm, and with a slight loosening of his fingers, the hot bullet fell out of his palm and fell into the wine glass on the table.

"Huh-" A faint puff of white smoke wafted out of the wine glass.

Such a terrifying scene not only made the boss dumbfounded, but there was no man or woman present who was not afraid.

At this time, dozens of black men rushed up from outside the room, holding guns at Han Yi and the others, roaring loudly in their mouths.

Surreel, who was on guard, sideways behind Han Yi, his eyes fixed on the fingers of the black men on the trigger, while his right hand was on the huge mahogany square table,

Whenever these people moved the slightest, the heavy mahogany table would definitely be slapped on the head like Fang Tianyin, slapping them into pulp.

The black boss, who came to his senses, quickly stood up, "Get out, all go out, who let you in!"

After all the big men lowered their guns, the Destroyer, wearing a black super, threw his gun on the mahogany table and made a "duang" sound,

And on the black hilt, a few clear fingerprints were revealed.

The black boss had very good eyesight, and he swallowed and spat unconsciously, and gave a thumbs up to Destroyer One with a smile on his face, "Amazing, it's amazing!"

The Destroyer was silent.

Because he doesn't have vocal cords or tongue at all, he purely relies on brain waves to communicate.

............

After seeing the terrifying strength of the Destroyer, the black boss named Timothy Hobson was much more enthusiastic, pulled Han Yi to sit on the top seat, and talked cordially.

"With such a powerful subordinate, why didn't Mr. Han say it earlier! In Sagarata, force always comes first, and it is more powerful than money. ”

According to Han Yi's estimate, the black boss was enthusiastic on his lips, but he still didn't think so in his heart.

After all, not being afraid of bullets does not mean that you are not afraid of fire, more than a dozen guns are fired at the same time, and the copper wall can be broken into broken iron.

So it's useless to say more.

"I am a law-abiding businessman, and I came to Sagarata to invest, and the use of force is only to ensure my own safety and legitimate rights and interests. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Han is right, doing business should be based on harmony. Hobson nodded.

It's a little different from what Han Yi thought.

The Destroyer is not afraid of bullets, fast as the wind, powerful as an ox, such a monster makes Hobson's heart furious.

Once the other party turns into a killer, it is like entering a no-man's land, and with his stragglers, he can't stop it at all.

So he didn't want to offend this Oriental kid.

Next, Hobson tells a lot about Sagarata;

Maps of forces such as armed groups, local family forces, foreign institutions, and deformed business alliance committees gave Han Yi a basic understanding of the country's political ecology.

These high-level things, which must be locals and have to be personally involved in them, can only be understood, and are far from being comparable to intelligence materials.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Han Yi got up to say goodbye.

Hobson personally sent him to the gate of the manor, "I'll help you get these things." But a word of caution, be sure to watch out for the French, who have more power in West Africa than you might think. ”

"Well, I know it. ”

After seeing Han Yi and their car leave, Hobson turned around and hurried into the manor.

In the living room, bullet casings were still scattered on the floor, and the Israeli-made Jericho 941 was still lying on the mahogany square table.

Hobson walked over and picked it up and held it in his hand, and his five fingers fit perfectly together in the fingerprints, and they fit perfectly.

After releasing it, he held the handle of the gun upside down, and carefully looked at the fingerprints, and the reinforced plastic embedded in the front half of the handle was completely cracked.

The second half of the gun body made of tungsten steel is like plasticine, because it is strongly squeezed by the outside world, and has to be slightly convex to both sides.

Hobson's black and white bull's eyes showed a look of horror, and he couldn't imagine how strong that person's wrist was.

While Hobson was studying the gun, his men picked up the bullet casings from the floor.

Hobson put down his gun, picked up a bullet and looked at it carefully.

The conical warhead does not collapse as much as it does after hitting a hard object, but is similar to the wear and tear of being stuck in the muscle after hitting the human body, which indicates that the opponent's hand is not a mechanical arm.

Hobson turned to him again and asked, "Did any of you see him with a gun?"

"No~" The seven or eight people present all shook their heads.

Hobson stood there in a daze, his mind tumbling for a moment.

............

The next morning, Han Yi came to the "Xingyuan International Trade Co., Ltd." located in the city.

This is part of the Gakana CBD business district.

The city of Gakana is divided into four major areas, the slums in the southwest, middle-class families in the northeast, the wealthy in the northwest, and the commercial districts in the city.

There are still no skyscrapers in sight, and most of them are seven- or eight-story buildings that are used for both commercial and residential purposes.

Xingyuan International Trade Company is located in a building next to a bazaar in the city, with shops on the first and second floors and branches of companies from various countries on the third to eighth floors.

The car stopped in front of the shop downstairs, and Surreel and the Destroyer escorted Han Yi towards the building.

Since seeing the gun yesterday, Han Yi has clearly realized that this is Africa where guns are rampant, and if a stray bullet flies from where, his life will be over.

To be on the safe side, don't be too careless.

Take the elevator up to the 5th floor and walk along the corridor all the way forward, and the Star Source Trading Company is at the top.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw five or six young Asians installing computers, and there were some cardboard boxes and computer accessories scattered on the floor.

The young men were recruited from China, with mediocre professional skills, but they knew French and were based in Sagarata on a voluntary basis.

"Hello boss!"

"Hmm!" Han Yi nodded, "What's the matter?"

One of the stocky little fat men replied in Chinese: "Just now the public security joint defense station sent the computer back." ”

"Did you say anything?"

"Nope. The thing was put down and left. ”

Han Yi looked around the office and called the little fat man over.

The little fat man's name is Ge Yingzhe, in addition to being proficient in French, he has traveled in Africa for more than three years, and later taught himself international business and trade, and is the temporary head of Xingyuan.

"This kind of thing may happen again in the future, you just need to remember one thing, if anyone comes to check, you cooperate honestly and don't resist.

As for the things you need to pay attention to when you go out, I believe I don't need to say more!"

Ge Yingzhe let out an "um".

Han Yi handed over the list of items that needed to be imported to Ge Yingzhe, "Place an order for these things as soon as possible, and if you can do it by air, don't delay the time." ”

"I see. ”

After asking them about their lives, Han Yi left the company after there were no problems.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw two black men wearing red armbands, standing next to the Cadillac car, calling over the intercom.

"What are they talking about?"

"Calling for a tow truck. Surrell returned.

Han Yichao parked a small car at the door of the shop and looked at it, ", do you still have such a play?"

A few people walked by, and one of them, a black man with sunglasses on his forehead, patted the car door with his dirty-looking hand, "Who agreed to you stopping here?"

"Otherwise?" Han Yi asked.

Surrell faithfully relayed his words.

"Hey, this Chinese monkey actually wants to provoke us. The man in sunglasses said to his companion with a smile, and then walked up and wanted to push Han Yi.

Han Yi didn't want to worry about these little minions, but the protective robot behind him received an order that everything was centered on Han Yi's safety;

Before Han Yi gave the order to stop the attack, anyone who tried to use force against him would be regarded as an enemy by him.

So......

"Bang-"

As soon as the man in sunglasses stretched out his hand, the man had already flown out like a cannonball, and then fell heavily on a Citroen MPV on the side of the road.

The strong impact shattered several pieces of glass, and the man in sunglasses tumbled from the roof of the car to the front hood and then to the ground.

It was only then that the "cool brother" next to Han Yi slowly withdrew his right leg wearing military boots, and the man in sunglasses was about 12-13 meters away from them.

This is the business district and business district, and there are many pedestrians on the road, so such a terrifying scene has been seen by many people.

The man was fine, he just looked at Han Yi and the three of them with unbelievable eyes;

And the woman covered her mouth with her hands, for fear that screaming out would bring bad luck to herself.

"Click-"

The black man standing in front of Han Yi fell to the ground in fright with the cigarette in his mouth, and stammered, "Yes...... Sorry ......"

Han Yi unfolded his hand and hooked it, and Suriel handed over a wad of banknotes, and Han Yi took it and stuffed it into the jacket pocket of the man in front of him.

Then he patted him on the shoulder, got in the car and drove away......