Joga straightened the tactical eyes on his face, and then the three of them walked together and re-entered the basement.

At this time, Qiao Jia had time to take a closer look at the basement, but he was shocked when he didn't know how to look at it.

Two shallow black pits were dug in the middle of the basement, and there was a strange stench coming from them.

And the position of the two sides of the basement against the wall is actually a high wall put up with banknote codes.

Joga was a little incredulous at first, but when he got closer, he took a closer look and realized that it was indeed all money!

Dorian is already going crazy, how many times does a person have the opportunity to see a banknote of this magnitude in his life?

I pulled the wall a few times, and found that there was more than one floor, and there was money inside.

Dorian rubbed his cheek with a large handful of banknotes, and then said loudly: "Boss, we have made a fortune, what kind of mine have we opened, we have made a fortune......"

Joga picked up a banknote and glanced at it, then silently calculated in his mind, then shook his head and smiled and grabbed a handful of banknotes and threw it on Dorian's body, saying, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

West CFA francs, 2,500 dollars per dollar, the biggest face value here is 5,000 yuan, you go to the other side, if there are 10,000 or 20,000 face value, it's worth the effort to move them out. ”

Dorian was stunned for a moment, then rushed to the opposite side like his ass was on fire and pulled a few times on the banknote wall, then shook his head with a sigh and said, "There is only a little bit of 10,000, and there is no one at 20,000."

Oh my God, I thought ......"

Saying that, Dorian suddenly thought of something, grabbed a handful of bills and stuffed them into his tactical vest, and climbed up the ladder to the upper floor.

Joga didn't know what the guy was trying to do, so he nodded at Kaman, and the two climbed up with him.

When I went up, I saw that Dorian used a large number of West African CFA francs to exchange for a very characteristic Eastern European dagger from the hand of the chainsaw, and a lighter that should be silver.

Joga didn't care about Dorian's actions, he looked at the corpses around him and frowned, "What the hell is this place?" ”

It was a room full of primitive religious motifs, and near the inside, on a stone bed covered with some kind of animal fur, there was a gnawed and messy female corpse, and two hyenas had been killed next to the bed.

Seven or eight black men had died in the modest room, and the black leader of Boko Haram had died in the corner, bleeding from a shrapping blow to the neck from a grenade.

The only one alive was Boykin, a tall fat man sitting on the ground with his legs shot in his legs, staring at Joga with red eyes and muttering an unintelligible language.

Just because Joga didn't understand didn't mean that Carman didn't understand, the old guy rushed over angrily, picked up his rifle and smashed it on Boygin's mouth with the butt of his rifle in a row.

Watching him open his mouth in pain and spit out a dozen teeth, Kaman stopped in satisfaction and said a few words in Sango.

Qiao Jia saw that Boykin, who was quite tough just now, suddenly changed his face, and kept saying something with his tongue open, he looked at Kaman curiously and asked, "What is he talking about?" ”

Kaman shook his head with a cold look in his eyes and said, "He's saying that he doesn't want to die with that woman, he doesn't want to die under the hyena's teeth." ”

As he spoke, Kaman glanced at Dorian and said, "You said you were going to take out his intestines and hang them on the wall, do it." ”

Dorian, who was talking to the chainsaw and talking about something, was stunned for a moment, glanced at the miserable Boykin, and said with a dry smile: "I'm not the boss, I just say two cruel words."

Give him a shot, this guy has made us a windfall, give him a good time. ”

Kaman shook his head with disdain, pressed the communicator, and said, "'Poisonous wolf', there is a kennel next to the house where the woman is being held, go and see if there are any live hyenas, and find the two hungriest ones to bring over." ”

With that, Kaman walked to Boykin's side, dragged his clothes all the way to the door of the secret room, pushed open a wooden door hidden under the vines, and let a ray of sunlight shine into the secret room.

Boykin's secret rooms have all been found, and Joga is not interested in this guy.

No matter what great things he has, if he dies, he will die!

glanced at the corpse of a woman lying on the stone bed, her body torn apart.

Thinking that they would come over later, Joga frowned and walked over and wrapped the corpse in animal skin, rolled it up and prepared to take it out and find a place to put it, and let them bury the corpse when the government army came.

As a result, the moment the hide was removed, a golden light lit up on the stone bed, almost blinding Qiaojia's eyes.

The 2-meter-long and 1-meter-wide stone bed is cushioned with a round layer of gold coins.

Qiao took a deep breath and walked over to pick up one and tested it, and found that it was actually a standard one-ounce gold coin, although the purity was average, but the quantity was a bit exaggerated.

There are about 800 of them, and at the current price of $1,500 per ounce, even if the price is discounted by 20%, these coins are worth at least $900,000.

The value of this bed of gold is almost as high as the value of the West African CFA francs in the basement in various denominations.

Looking at the gold coins printed in French on both sides, as well as the oxidation marks on them, these gold coins are estimated to be a bit historical, and they should have been minted by the French a long time ago.

Beckoning Dorian and Chainsaw to come up and help pack up about 25 kilograms of gold.

Qiao Jia clapped his hands vigorously and said: "This harvest is really good, notify everyone to come here, let the helicopter come down, and we will take some of the banknotes below."

Damn, even if you can't spend it yourself, it's good to keep it for the workers. ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia looked at the excited chainsaw, and said with a smile: "You wait, I will give you a bonus when I go back, not one of them, 10,000 yuan per person." ”

Sanderson, who had been guarding the door, listened, turned around and whistled, and said with a smile: "You're a generous boss, and I like cash, because cash doesn't have to pay that damn tax." ”

Joga grinned and nodded, and was about to say something when Dorian, who was loading the gold coins, suddenly 'huh', he pulled a few times on the stone bed, and then took out a very modern pill box from a groove.

"What is this? Boygin is so tightly hidden, it must be something very important, right? ”

Qiao Jia walked over and took the medicine box, glanced at the unfamiliar trademark and name on it, as well as a few pills that had not been injected inside, shook his head and said: "Go back and check, maybe it's insulin, it should be normal for a fat person like Boykin to have diabetes." ”

Sanderson at the door listened, looked back funny, and suddenly came over with a little surprise and took the medicine box to take a look, and then the old ranger frowned and said, "I seem to have seen this medicine ......"

"What kind of medicine is this?" Dorian asked curiously after finishing the gold coins on the bed.

Sanderson took out a pill box and walked out into the sunlight to take a look, then walked back and said, "This is a psychotropic drug that is generally used to treat severe mental illness, or severe PTSD.

I've seen my comrades use it in the hospital, but it seems that the color and dosage are a little wrong. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Jia waved his hand and said, "Whatever, it's just a medicine, if you are interested, you can put it away." ”

When Sanderson heard this, he shook his head and said, "No, no, boss, you are mistaken, I am not interested in drugs, but I am interested in how Boygin got these drugs."

Think about the coca out there, how could someone like Boykin possibly have the ability to transplant and hybridize them?

I think this guy might have partnered with some big pharmaceutical companies to help them experiment with drugs here.

These activities are completely illegal......"

Choga was really not interested in these things, and he waved his hand at Sanderson and said, "If you are interested, ask while Boykin is not yet gnawed to death."

I actually think it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who he is, I kill people, coca burns, and they don't think about it. ”

When Sanderson heard this, he patted his head and said, "Yes, we are not judges, just see the problem and solve it."

These things don't mean anything, and you can't accuse anyone if you take them out. ”

Saying that, Sanderson looked at Team C who was rushing over with two hyenas, and the snipers who were gradually approaching, he rolled up his sleeves with a smile and said, "I heard that there is a lot of money down there, it's time for me to contribute." ”

Joga nodded to Sanderson casually, then walked to the door clutching his injured ribs.

None of the people present wanted to talk nonsense with Boygin, they were all tough warriors, not interested in minutiae, as long as the enemy was dead.

It's best for someone like Boykin to die a miserable death!

Carman didn't let Dorian break his promise, he cut open Boykin's belly, and then pulled Dorian, who was bent on moving money, to watch the hyena eating and biting process, and by the way, let him take a picture of himself.

Dorian faced with such a perverted request, even the best temper was a little unbearable.

Dorian looked at Boykin, who was holding his stomach and wailing, his lower body was brutally torn open by the hyena, and he said unhappily: "I'm going to be scared to death by you, is it really necessary?" ”

Kaman said with a cold expression: "No ......"

As he spoke, he looked at Boykin, whose face was twisted and roaring, and said in a strange tone: "Boyka, the king of Central Africa, is dead, but it is not over.

This boygin is a descendant of the tyrannical king, whose kingly ancestors created many people like me during their three-year reign.

At that time, a lot of my friends and I fled all the way to Rwanda, and when we set off there were 19 of us, and when we got there, there were only 4 of us.

Then we were caught by a guerrilla detachment, who gave us a knife to kill and kill our own companions.

I was so hungry and terrified that I killed three of my other companions, and I was seven years old that year......"

Saying that, as if recalling something, he shook his head and said, "I can't kill Boyka, although I have entered the presidential palace of Central Africa and plucked the skin of a Central African president with my own hands, but I can't avenge myself.

I just want those who died to know now that Boyka is completely dead!

Central Africa can have a king, but it's definitely not like him......"

After speaking, Kaman looked at Dorian with a strange expression, and said in a relieved tone: "It's really not necessary to torture him, but I can get peace for a long time!"

Can you imagine what it must be like for your partner's dying screams to always echo in your ears? ”

"What does it feel?"

"They made me feel good alive, so I've always lived!"

(End of chapter)