Do I have to use a fishing boat for fishing? Is it okay to go on a cruise?

Next to it are two missile destroyers, will it be the Air Force? Yes, there is a sea on the missile destroyer - Cobra, there is an air force!

Sean didn't know, so he decided to give it a try and have an accurate answer when he bragged about it later. Two hours later, Sean turned his head to look at Sophie Marceau, who was watching the excitement next to him, "Is there something wrong with my fishing skills?"

"Giggles, no, no, no, it must be that the battleship next to it is too murderous, and the scared fish don't dare to take the bait." Sean nodded with satisfaction and ordered, "Let those two missile destroyers, including which supporting warships, hurry away."

Norris nodded, holding the walkie-talkie and commanding.

He thought about it, if the boss couldn't catch any more fish, then he told the frogman to go down and catch it, and after catching it, he hung the fish hook on the boss.

If you can't catch it, let the frogman hook himself! Gotta make the boss happy anyway! What is a female!

Since ancient times, loyal ministers can't be retained, only female cadres can win the hearts of the people!

It turned out that it was indeed the problem of those battleships, this time it was changed to trolling, and after ten minutes, the fishing rod sank suddenly, Sean excitedly grabbed the fishing rod and lifted it fiercely to complete the stinging fish, and then excitedly began to reel in the rod.

I don't know what kind of fish, it's quite strong, and it is estimated that it will be ten catties maybe, anyway, I will eat it for a while! was closing the pole, suddenly, a huge force came, Sean was led by the person slammed forward, fortunately he reacted quickly, kicked on the side of the ship, a pair of forearms still hit the side of the boat and hurt so much, half of his body leaned out, so he was dragged into the sea.

Fortunately, I grabbed the pole and didn't let go.

Blushing and thick-necked, he began to exert himself, and while pulling the fishing rod hard, he shouted orders to slow down the cruise ship! The fish are very big, and if the line collapses because the boat is too fast, Sean will definitely throw these guys into the sea for them to catch fish, and they will not be allowed to get on the boat if they can't catch them.

The women who were playing on the deck next to them also noticed the situation here, and a few of them had played sea fishing, and when they knew that they had caught a big fish, they immediately scrambled to take the belly belt with Sean.

Relying on Sean's attention at this time, his attention is on the fish, between each other, you push me, I push you and tear it up. There are so many women, the opportunity to perform must be cherished!

In the end, 22-year-old Catherine Zeta-Jones, who had just finished filming her *** work, completed the sneak attack, grabbed the belt and rushed to Sean's side, and no one dared to grab it when she got here.

In front of Sean, they must appear to be in harmony. It's all acting!

Catherine Zeta-Jones held her head high and gave a group of little bitches a contemptuous look, then she hugged Sean's waist, put the belt on Sean, and then supported her knees, pouted her ass and held her chest, put on the most sassy pose, and shouted cheers.

The happiness of rich people is so unpretentious and boring!

Sean just glanced at Catherine Zeta-Jones, gave a look of praise, and then began to release the line, reel in the line, and slip the fish.

Women, too easy to get, but not as attractive as fish.

The fish in the sea don't know how to lift at all, no matter how rich you are, what kind of billionaire you are, the air force is still a fucking empty car when fishing.

It took two hours, that is, Sean has good physical strength, 300 pounds of yellow flag golden gun, and dinner is now available!

Port Walvis is the largest port, 712 nautical miles from Cape Town, South Africa. When Sean's fleet arrived in southern Africa, its first stop was anchored here. As for why not go straight to South Africa, the answer is no!

Sean can drive the battleship directly to Hong Kong Island, to Chunni, to Xingcheng, to Kuala Lumpur, but he can't watch the battleship go directly to London, not even Lisbon, Portugal.

People want to be faced, it's so disrespectful! Chunni: ??? Xingcheng: !! ***：「……」

In the same way, not in Cape Town, at least not yet! Now South Africa is still under the control of white pargoers,

Now the book is still in the hands of the Japanese, and it is still the first country in Africa, whether it is the strength of the car industry, the economic strength or the influence is very large, Sean must show enough respect.

Yes, Sean just watches people put out dishes, isn't everyone like this, what's the problem? You don't have enough strength, why should I show respect?

Being able to stop at *** is to give them face, at least it shows that Sean is ready to develop business here, and it shows that *** is still valuable.

When the Paratroomy Fleet arrived, President Sam Nujoma, the Father of the Nation, was personally at the pier to greet him. Having just gained independence from South African occupation for a year and a half, Sam Nujoma urgently needs the help of a super-rich man with international influence like Sean to help him stabilize the situation.

During his stay here for a few days, negotiations with Sam Nujoma resulted in the purchase of 10 square kilometres of land in a deep-water area west of Port Walvis where the Umbrella would build a military base in South-West Africa.

In the next few decades, there will be a lot of business on the side of Angola, Botswana, and the umbrella needs a co-ordinated base.

As for why not build in South Africa......

It will take some time for South Africa to become chaotic, and Sean cannot afford to wait.

Besides, South Africa is big and rich, and there is nothing wrong with setting up a branch on its own.

After completing the signing with Sam Nujoma, Sean did not talk about anything in depth, setting up a military base, sending a missile destroyer, and a thousand soldiers, which was enough to show the Umbrella's support for the government.

That's enough for Sam Nujoma to take it back and pretend to be forced, and it can make a big difference in his situation.

Of course, Sean is not charitable, and will send people from the mining company to negotiate with the government in the future, whether it is to buy land, or something else, and then talk about it.

After two days of repairs here, one of the battleships that completed the escort mission went north to Morocco, and one stayed at ***, and several frigates protected Sean's cruise ship set off again, this time heading straight for Cape Town, the legislative capital of South Africa.

Yes, the legislative capital, there are three capitals in South Africa.

Pretoria, the administrative capital, Cape Town, the legislative capital, and Bloemfontein, the judicial capital, have thoroughly implemented the separation of powers.

The capital can make three, is it a moral degradation or a distortion of human nature?

Oh, it's the British, who have been stirring for hundreds of years, and have never been surpassed, that's okay! Do you think three capitals are over?

No, in addition to the three capitals, there is also the financial center's city of gold, Johannesburg, which is also the richest city in Africa.

There is also the port city, the gateway to Africa, the international conference capital, Durban...... Of course, from another point of view, this is called balanced development with a long-term vision.

More than 700 nautical miles, after two days of wandering at sea, no one received him ceremoniously here, South African President Frederick William de Klerk is very busy, after all, he often runs back and forth between Cape Town and Pretoria, and occasionally goes to Johannesburg, which highlights a work efficiency!

But the old man Mandela came to the dock to pick up Sean, and the meeting was first a hug.

Here in Mandela, Sean is also a friendly army, and he came into contact with apartheid in the United States and liberated the blacks, and that is the friend of the blacks!

In fact, Sean also supported Mandela this time.

Now the whole world is supporting him, and he also believes that he will definitely be able to ascend to the throne of South Africa and lead all the black brothers to the light.

Greet, take pictures, give interviews, arrange banquets, talk after the meeting......

Sean didn't ask for any investment, military bases, etc., just expressed his support for his black brothers.

Although Mandela has ideals, he is not a naïve person after spending 27 years in prison, and he is now useless except for fame, and no matter how much he promises, it is a castle in the air.

After saying goodbye to Mandela, Sean moved into a villa in Bantry Bay, Cape Town, which he had bought a long time ago. Once everything was settled, Sean called Norris and asked, "What's next?"

"We're going to meet with the chiefs of the big tribes of South Africa, and we need to reach a cooperation agreement with them." "Am I going to see them, not them coming to see me?" Sean raised an eyebrow, specific work

He's definitely not bothered, and that's what he just knew.

"Yes, boss, according to South Africa, they are quarantined and cannot enter the city." "Hah!" Sean scoffed, "Okay, you guys have a time here." Two days later, south of Cape Town, Phila delphia.

In the room, an old man dressed in gold ornaments asked the people around him in strange words, "Has the news gotten out?"

A young black man, dressed in a modest suit, said with a smile, "Don't worry, Father, it's all spread out, and everyone in the tribe, including the city, and everyone in the neighborhood knows that someone from the American Rockefeller family will come to visit you."

"But I doubt they know what a Rockefeller is."

"Don't doubt it, you have to understand that in many cases, not understanding is the most important thing." The old black man said calmly, "If you know clearly, you will think cranky."

The young black man raised an eyebrow, slowly realizing something.

On both sides of the road, groups of waited for the huge white-eyed people, confused and curious, curious and greedy, 20 military Humvees with bulletproof grilles, and 3 armored vehicles surrounded Sean's car into this black area, which is the largest black racial settlement near Cape Town.

"Under the orderly management of white South Africans, these blacks live fairly quietly and docile enough, but I promise that once they are completely unregulated, it will be a disaster." Sean said as he looked out the window through the window.

Torre, the head of the bodyguard, shrugged, he was also a black man, a mixed-race black man, but he never felt that he was of the same race as these purebred black people outside, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with Sean's words.

Of course, they all know that Sean has no intention of discriminating against black people.

"Then why don't you let that shit called Pietra Adem come to Cape Town to meet you, and we're going to go to this place of the hell." Chatting in the car, Torre asked casually.

"Show off your strength." Sean shrugged, "If they do come to Cape Town, how am I going to show these military Humvees and armored vehicles with machine guns between them."

"In Cape Town, in the affluent area, more than 100 heavily armed American GIs, and the South African government is no joke.

"Okay." Torre shrugged, but those of them in charge of security were going to bother for a while. Being watched by countless blacks, the pressure is inevitable.

The environment here is still very different from what Sean imagined, after all, he has only been to North Africa, which is the territory of white people.

In the imagination, it should be all dirt as the wall and grass as the roof, but in reality, this is not the case.

There are simple houses, made of a few pieces of wood, iron sheets, and canvas, and the iron sheets are painted with colorful patterns, and a rope is pulled between two sticks, some are drying clothes, and some are drying things that I don't know what they are.

You don't have to worry about keeping warm, but the ventilation is good...... What if it rains?

There are brick and stone buildings, iron roofs, glass boats, fairly neat houses, and yards surrounded by iron fences. There is a factory building that looks like a simple factory, and it is long, and many people live in it at a glance, and the yard is still working. There are also red walls, wrought iron gates, small second floors of masonry structures, and solar water heaters on the roof. All kinds of buildings are scattered like sprinkling sesame salt, and there is no pattern at all.

Led by the men of Chief Pietra Adeum, the convoy turned around and finally came to the vicinity of a rather large compound.

When he arrived, Sean got out of the car under the escort of a group of soldiers, looked up and looked ahead, not attracted by the old man with a gold ornament at the entrance of the courtyard, but attracted all the attention of the house in the courtyard.

Round, like a granary-like round house, but you can see that it is not made of mud, it is very clean, painted with white paint, and the roof is made of a kind of grass that I don't know what kind of grass, it is really an imaginary building like an ancient Chinese granary.

It's not high, but it's huge, and there are three flights of steps at the entrance.

Following Sean's gaze, Norris quickly explained in a low voice, "This is tradition, and these chiefs have been working hard to facilitate their own rule

We are trying to maintain this ancient architectural style, but the interior environment is actually very good."

Sean instantly understood, tradition!

Sean was delayed for a while, and his 100th heavily armed GI unceremoniously squeezed away the who were holding greasy AKs that didn't know if they could still use them, and forcefully included the neighborhood into the firing range.

The process is naturally not so gentle, and the one who does not let it kick down directly, and the muzzle of the gun on the roof of the car in his hand is unceremoniously pointed over, and there is a posture that will kill you immediately if he does not roll.

The, who had been oppressed by the white South Africans for hundreds of years, immediately coaxed and dispersed before the chieftain could give the order. Pietra Adem frowned, pretending not to see, saying nothing, of course, the fight was not the most important thing.

Sean didn't seem to see it, and walked up with a smile, he wanted to ask the other party, don't you feel heavy with so many gold ornaments on your body?

on the head, on the neck, on the wrists, on the belt, on the feet, on the staff...... At least a dozen pounds! The yellow one is also inlaid with gemstones, which looks very dazzling in the sun.

The old man was black, and he couldn't tell how big it was, but fortunately, he could speak English, and there was an awkward chat at the door for a while, and then he welcomed Sean into the house.

They went in, but there were more and more blacks around the perimeter, not to do anything, just to watch the excitement, pointing at the military Humvees, armored vehicles, and American GIs with straight combat power at the door.

It's like looking at the oddity.

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