When De Bruyne met Joga at a French restaurant, he happened to see off Aunt Zhao, a black man who insisted on paying the AA bill.

The French restaurant in Yacoma is surprisingly good, and although there is no foie gras caviar, the pizza and fried steak made by the big-nosed chef are surprisingly good.

Seasoned with black pepper and rose salt, with a little rosemary to enhance the flavor, the tender and juicy steak does not melt in your mouth, but the taste is indeed very good.

Dorian raves about the art of big-nosed steaks, but has a penchant for fruit pizza.

Qiao Jia was in a very good mood at this time, and just now he finalized an investment inspection invitation with Aunt Zhao, which was the time when everything was pleasing to the eye.

In the face of Dorian's complaints, Joga picked up a thin slice of fruit pizza roll and took a bite.

It's really delicious, but I don't know why Dorian, an Italian, thinks fruit pizza is heretical?

Just as they were about to ask why, Sanderson and the others 'escorted' De Bruyne into the restaurant.

The moment the door of the restaurant opened, Ayu, who was sitting in the doorway, stood up.

The terrifying size and the prestige formed because of the appearance made the surrounding diners subconsciously lower their heads.

Seeing that the owner of the restaurant looked at Ayew and showed a look of daunting, Qiao Jia smiled and waved his hand to signal Ahow to sit down, then took out a handwritten business card and handed it to the restaurant owner, whispering in his ear: "I am an agent of the Special Investigation Department of the Congolese Ministry of Defense, you can call the above number at any time to check my identity at the Ministry of Defense."

I am on official duty when members of the Belgian United Mining Group are suspected of supplying arms to the terrorist Boyinkin and at the same time using slaves to steal gold.

I'll borrow your place to talk to that gentleman, and I won't disturb anyone else. ”

The eyes of the little restaurant owner who looked a little like Mr. Bean were about to fly out, and he looked at Joga's face, and couldn't imagine that this was a Congolese agent, did there be such a thing as an agent in Congo?

However, although this gentleman is Asian, the pistol on his waist and the weapons exposed by his men when he lifts his shirt are not fake.

The boss pinched his nose and nodded, then turned around to comfort the slightly frightened diners as he quietly entered the bar and dialed the number on his business card.

The call is real!

Although the identity of the agent was fabricated, the operator of the Congolese Ministry of Defense actually recognized it, and emphasized that he must cooperate with the actions of his own agent, and stressed the need for secrecy.

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

The restaurant owner looked at Qiao Jia and their loud appearance, he couldn't think of how this thing should be kept secret, so he himself entered the duty room, destroyed all today's surveillance records, and let the monitoring rest for a while, then sorted out his expression, walked out again and stood at the door, reserved and politely rejected the new guests.

De Bruyne was already frightened, because Sanderson had also directed him to call the Congolese Ministry of Defence and confirmed that he could be charged with arms smuggling and thrown into a Congolese black prison at any time.

De Bruyne, who had worked in Congo for several years, was sure that he and his buddies would not survive there for long, and that it would be better to die outside than to go to prison in Congo.

Now seeing that Sanderson's boss is actually a Chinese makes De Bruyne have even more terrible associations, so he is particularly scared now.

Joga looked at De Bruyne, whose face was pale, and gestured to invite him to a booth in a corner and sit down.

De Bruyne sat on a leather bench, his ass writhing like a nail, and the sweat on his forehead was pouring out like a floodgate.

Joga smiled and didn't hurry to speak, he beckoned to Nice, who was consulting the big-nosed chef on how to fry steaks, and said, "Give our Monsieur De Bruyne a glass of ice water, he needs to calm down." ”

After saying that, Joga didn't speak, just leaned on the seat with his arms crossed and looked at De Bruyne who was on pins and needles, with a little cat-and-mouse banter in his eyes.

Qiaojia, who is well-thought-out, found that as long as he doesn't do excessive things, in a place like Central Africa in the Congo, there is no problem at all not to say that he can do whatever he wants, and he does not avoid others.

Just like he said that he was an agent of the Congolese Ministry of Defense, the deputy minister of Njira could also arrange for an operator to confirm his identity, and even if it weren't for the lack of courier delivery here, it would not be impossible to print a copy of his ID and send it over.

The that the dead Braynay did with Bo Yin Kim would be a capital offense anywhere.

As the owner of the theft, he really can't be guilty of sneaking to ask for compensation.

All of the Belgian Union's investments in the Congo are in ruins, because their general manager is a murderer, kidnapper, and slave labourer, and is condemned anywhere in the world.

If you have a branch in Yacoma, can other branches be good?

The Congolese top management is now meeting to discuss whether to directly confiscate the assets of Belgian United Mining, or cooperate with the timeline on Choga's side to detain all Belgian workers in the Congo and negotiate with the Belgian government.

In the past, it was just because they had to take care of the investment environment and were afraid of scaring investors away, so the Congolese people turned a blind eye to some things, and they really wanted to pick a bone in the egg.

Now they have the opportunity, and the infrastructure projects and mining equipment that the United Mining Group completed in advance, as well as the mines they paid for, are about to return to the arms of the Congolese.

It's a huge business, but it doesn't have much to do with Joga, he wants to get his stuff back, get a compensation by the way, and finally reverse the chronological order, so that what happened here is a different appearance when it is presented to others.

De Bruyne took a big gulp of ice water, then looked at Qiao Jia on the opposite side and swallowed his saliva, and said nervously: "Sir, what do you need me to do?"

If you want your gold from our warehouse, I can open it for you, as long as you have the key to Bruyne.

Don't hurt me and my guys, we don't know anything about what Bruyne is doing. ”

Saying that, De Bruyne glanced at Choga's smiling expression, he lowered his head and struggled for a few seconds, and then said bitterly: "Okay, I know a little, I helped Bruyne smuggle a batch of arms from the country and handed them over to a rebel named Boyinkin.

But I really don't know what he's going to do with those arms, really, I don't, my buddy doesn't even know anything.

Sir, they are all dutiful security guards and they should not be thrown into jail. ”

After hearing this, Qiao Jia smiled indifferently and said: "I don't have much opinion on you, and I won't accuse you of smuggling a little weapon, although your level of purchase is average, but in fact you are indeed half of my peers."

I'm sure you have nothing to do with that fat bald man stealing gold, because you're not with him, but two damn mercenaries.

The United Mining Group's investment in the Congo is finished, and so are you.

The only difference now is whether you are going to stay here and be held by the local Congolese Defence Forces, or whether I will send you to Kinshasa and have you interrogated there.

I warn you, there's a big difference......"

De Bruyne certainly knows where the difference lies, and Kinshasa will at least be under international scrutiny.

Here, a white man who slaughters and uses black slaves will be torn to shreds by the Congolese Defence Forces.

Black buddies are more tolerant of people of the same color in this kind of thing, but to white people, they are either more humble or extremely cruel.

The Wehrmacht in Yacoma is certainly the latter!

De Bruyne, who had figured everything out, nodded decisively for the sake of his own life and that of his guys: "Sir, what do you want, as long as I can do it, I will fully cooperate with you." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Jia nodded and said, "Originally, my plan was to kill all of you, and then get back the gold and compensation that belonged to me.

Then we will receive your alarm, and then we will join the Congolese Defense Forces to exterminate Boyinkin and eradicate this cancer, and at the same time, we will also discover his dirty affair with your boss Brayne. ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia looked at De Bruyne, who looked like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Don't look at me like this, just reverse the order, and don't hinder the outcome of the matter, you should understand that it is the easiest thing for me to kill all of you!"

But then I realized that doing so would make me just like Bo Yinkin.

And I'm in a great mood right now, so I'm giving you another option.

You give me all the gold and platinum in the warehouse, and then my men will launch an attack at night to 'steal' the goods.

At this time, you can inform the French Foreign Legion and go with them to the camp of Beauyinquin, and visit the 'ruins' there, as well as the terrible evidence.

Then you can turn around and cooperate with the Congolese government, accuse your former boss, and defend yourself not guilty.

If you agree, I guarantee you and your teammates will be treated at a premium level in Kinshasa......

Oh, and I'll give you a kilogram of platinum as a reward when the time comes, and you'll have to carry it with you and keep it all the time.

1,000 grams of platinum, 40,000 euros, well, should cover my sorry for you.

There have been so many deaths in the past two days, and I really don't want to kill people indiscriminately.

You'll be able to meet my requirements, won't you? ”

Braynay swallowed hard, he knew he didn't have a choice.

He had seen from the photos Sanderson had given him that Boyinkin and Brayne were dead, and that Boyinkin's camp was in ruins.

The man in front of him just wanted the gold and platinum in the warehouse, and he simply reversed the order of things to make everything make sense.

He took the gold and platinum, and the Congolese National Defense Forces were called to chase down and kill all the people who killed Boyinkin.

Then, in the presence of the extrajudicial corps, they found evidence of their crimes, for which the Belgian Union Mining Group would be severely punished......

And it is too important for De Bruyne to stand on the witness stand as one of the discoverers of the crime, as one of the discoverers of the crime, and not as the one accused.

As for that kilogram of platinum......

This is just an additional insurance purchased by the man in front of him, and once he shows the slightest bit of uncooperation, these platinums will make his identity instantly reversed.

Even if he returns to China, the Congolese government will not be able to arrest him, and the people of the United Mining Group will not let him go.

There is no need to do anything at all, just use the law and the media to make him die socially in an instant, and then slowly rot in prison under the condemnation of the whole Belgian.

Joga looked at De Bruyne and nodded vigorously in agreement with his plan, he smiled and reached out to shake him, and said: "I just learned a lesson today, that is, to unite all the forces that can be united.

It makes me feel good about doing it for the first time, and it does make a lot of things easier.

I'm glad you made the right decision and saved your life and that of your companions. ”

Saying that, Qiaoga glanced at his watch and said with a smile: "We still have a little time, this time tomorrow the Congolese Ministry of Defense will issue an announcement, and you will be the hero who exposes evil!"

You will return to your country with honor and wealth, and you will not have to be embarrassed, let alone worry that we will disturb your family life.

Because those evils are real, you are indeed doing good!

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