In the long yellow sand.

Gao Jun squatted on the ground boringly, holding a bullet in his hand and drawing a pattern, and if he looked closely, it was Franklin's B face.

See, what is professional?

Even if you are confused by the sun, you think of US dollars, not Zimbabwean dollars, which shows that your head is still good.

"Sir, there's a convoy, there's a convoy!" Newman, who was standing on the roof of the off-road vehicle, suddenly shouted, stood up, jumped on the roof, waved and roared, hoping to get attention.

Gao Jun's heart stopped.

"Idiot! Don't jump, you'll lose money if you step on the roof and sink it! ”

…

Half an hour later.

Gao Jun sat in Rabe's car, biting on the dried mutton.

"Mr. Yuri, I didn't know there were Iraqis over there." Rabe said in an apologetic tone.

"War is like a bitch, the occasional shootout is like HIV everywhere, even if you hate it, you are destined to meet it, you can only pray for Huakbar's help, but obviously, he is partial to me, and I am still alive." Gao Junzui's teeth were a little tired, and he stopped and said with a smile.

"When I got the news, I immediately rushed here, and brought the warriors of the tribe with me."

Gao Jun looked at the armed man sitting in the co-pilot, holding an AK47, wearing a Huakba blessing and the emperor's new clothes, and said directly, out of the meat suit!

"Aren't you going to get some body armor?" He had an occupational disease and couldn't help but ask.

Rabe smiled and spread his hands, "I'm not an emir. ”

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It can be." ”

The other party's eyes flashed, and then he smiled, changed the topic, and talked about other things, and understood it clearly from Rabe's mouth.

The one who was chasing and killed just now was the most elite guard belonging to the Iraqi Tawakarna Mechanized Infantry Division!

He couldn't remember it.

But what is certain is that when the Yankees come in the future, "Desert Storm" will definitely sweep you into the sky!

He talked to the other party without a stubble, but his eyes were very sharp and looking at the desert, he was looking for the lost $440, but unfortunately, he didn't even see a scumbag.

Distressed...

So much so that when he saw Nasser, he couldn't help but curse, "Huabaq will bring disaster to the Iraqis!" ”

The other party was very happy to hear it.

patted him on the shoulder and comforted him to rest well, not to think too much, in the Rub al-Khali desert, the Bedouin is king.

Look at Nasser's smug face.

Gao Jun really wants to say, when you brag, do you need a body bag? I can buy the imported American goods, and there will be no leakage.

But after thinking about it, forget it.

I heard that they are not very good-tempered.

Gao Jun spent three days in the tribe, where he actively studied the local culture and gave himself the name "العبدالله (Abdullah)" in order to integrate with the Arabs.

Meaning, the servant of Huakbar.

I learned a few words of Arabic with a few young children, and was told that he really had some talent for languages.

I should have studied linguistics in the first place, and maybe the world would have more linguists, not "vultures" in the desert.

Two days later in the night.

Starlight hung in the dark sky.

Three off-road vehicles waited quietly on the edge of the desert, Gao Jun leaned on the front of the car, smoking a cigarette, his outfit was a little bright today, and he was wearing a robe.

It's called following the locals.

In fact, their clothes have no other meaning, they are simply a habit of dressing, and many Christian Arabs wear them in this way.

He raised his watch and looked at it four or five times, and finally, at about one o'clock in the morning, he saw a beam of headlights on the horizon.

Gao Jun nodded to Newman next to him, who was standing on the roof of the car, waving a glow stick in his hand to guide the way.

"The goods are coming." He held the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, and the other three fingers were cocked, and he took two puffs with his head half-tilted, threw it on the ground, and twisted it a few times with his shoe, and said to Rabe next to him.

A Hongyan CQ260 van pulled up in front of it.

Gao Jun is very familiar with this car, and he already has one in his home factory, which is a domestic product.

Paul got out of the co-pilot with a tired face, still yawning, and when he saw Gao Jun's dress, even if he was in a bad mood, he couldn't help but tease.

"Did you surrender from God to Huabuck? The Pope will be disappointed when he hears this. ”

"I believe in the God of Wealth."

"God of Wealth?"

"yes, he's the greatest, alright, man, let's hurry up, it's not safe here."

Too close to Saudi Arabia.

Gao Jun introduced Rabe to him, and then drove towards the tribe with three chariots.

Sitting in the car, he took the cigarette and paused twice in the palm of his hand, "I've already told Tomambi about Catherine. ”

Gao Jun raised his eyebrows, "What did he say?" ”

"He was concerned and warned her, but there was a gap between me and Catherine, and the black man had already run away."

Gao Jun's face slowly calmed down.

This solution is not very satisfactory though.

But it wasn't the result that he wanted, but Tomambi's attitude, and it was clear that, in his heart, the two of them were quite useful.

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder, "Then you can persuade Catherine well, she will forget about that because of your goodness." ”

Anyway...

The green one is not himself.

Of course, standing and talking doesn't hurt your back.

Paul frowned and raised his head, his face was very serious, "Gao, I don't think it is possible for me and Catherine to continue, I will not allow someone who has betrayed me to live with me for the rest of my life." ”

How did this go back to square one?

"You've found other women in Mexico, too." Gao Jun said in a deep voice.

"It's different!" Paul hurriedly retorted.

"What's the difference? Do * feel that by the time you throw your money away, you have cheated on you. ”

Paul seemed to be dissatisfied with his attitude.

"We're all in this together."

Gao Jun glanced at him and said nothing.

He is very grateful to Paul for bringing him into the industry, but he should only say that he formed a team temporarily, if you can't even be a soft rice man, what use do I want you to do now?

A gang?

Gao Jun and the dollar are the same gang, whoever can make him money, who is the friend.

As for why so much money?

That's a hilarious question.

$200 you call a lady, $2000 you call a little sister, $20,000 you sleep with a celebrity, $200,000 you do a star...

The more 0, the newer the goods.

Therefore, he didn't want the other party to break up with Catherine.

But looking at Paul's appearance, it seems that after "careful consideration", he has a very firm idea, and the more you persuade, the more he will not listen.

But he's leaving, won't the buttons with Tommansbee be gone?

Will people still believe us?

Will you vouch for yourself?

Or even that the route that has been expanded is directly snatched back by itself?

Isn't this another destitute?

Gao Jun will never allow such a thing to happen!

His eyes grew gloomy.

If you feel like your partner is useless, remember, trash is meant to be swept into the garbage heap.

Gao Jun glanced at Paul beside him, but immediately looked at the night outside the car window.

The glasses reflected the expressions of the two.

Paul had a resolute and resolute look on his face.

And Gao Jun's face...

It's full of uncompromising means!

"Let's make good money, okay? But why do you have to cut off your own money? ”

"Jesus can't keep you in Huabuck's territory!"

On the desert, a shooting star streaked by.

"I said it!"

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