Tutu Tu Tu ~ There was a short burst of shots, and then cheers were heard.

Gao Jun sat in the car, elbows propped up on the table, held a cigarette, and watched not far away, a car chasing a hyena, it ran with its tail between its legs, bullets following its heels.

"How much longer?"

Simpson replied, "About forty minutes left." ”

Gao Jun bowed his head, he was still unwilling to miss the wool for the last time, and took out his satellite phone to call Tomambi.

As soon as the other party heard his voice, he happily congratulated him, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious at the beginning.

Gao Jun took the hot iron and said that he had got a big order, hoping that Tomambi could send a shipment first.

At this time, the other party is quiet.

"Yuri, there have been two shipments of goods with a total value of nearly $400,000..."

"Yes, sir, I have arranged all this money very well, and I will give it to you when I go back."

"You transfer the money to my account first, I'm talking about everything, I think, I'll distribute it best." Tomambi said in a flat tone.

Gao Jun's expression suddenly became unsightly.

The other party is...

I feel like I'm missing my share!

If you really send him all the money, then how much do you think Gao Jun and Paul will get by then?

TMD！

A mongrel is a mongrel, so greedy.

Gao Jun's last bit of fantasy also came to an abrupt end, even if he was uncomfortable, he agreed verbally, and his tone was very modest, "I think Mr. can distribute better, I support it, and I will go to the bank to enter your account later." ”

Tomambi was obviously very satisfied with Gao Jun's attitude, thinking that it was his previous "scolding" that made him learn to be obedient, and appeased him with two sentences,

Gao Jun squeezed the phone hard with a gloomy expression, but quickly let go, so that Newman and the others could not see his expression, so he had to pretend to be very happy.

"We're done trading, and we'll be able to go back." He laughs.

"Oh oh oh!" The two let out excited screams.

Newman even excitedly said that he wanted to find seven or eight women when he went back.

Sure enough, the dog was thinking about mating.

……

The watch went to 11:17.

Nasser's car in front of him finally stopped.

Arrived at the place of trading.

Gao Jun, who was sitting in the car, had already seen a figure standing on the sand dune, and the small black dots were obvious.

Push the car door down and walk through the soft sand.

Next to it is very chaotic your tribal mercenaries, they are all wobbly and lazy when they get out of the car.

"Hey, Yuri, it's nice to see you again." Bishop had a red envelope on his nose, probably on fire.

Gao Jun stretched out his hand to shake him, and said with a sincere smile, "Me too, I'm still worried about you, it seems that the Kuwaitis have defeated the Iraqis under your leadership!" ”

This kind of praise doesn't cost money anyway.

Don't you see that the other party is happy and can't close their mouths?

"We will eventually defeat our enemies, especially with the support of friends like you."

Gao Jun smiled.

He also wants to sell to the Iraqis, hasn't he seen it yet?

Bishop's people went to unload.

After waiting for a while, a bearded man ran over and muttered a few words next to his ear, Gao Jun looked at it and felt that something was wrong.

Bishop frowned, looked at him, and nodded.

"Yuri, it's not right."

"There are only 55 FIM-43s, only 80 shells, and only 40 mac11 submachine guns!"

Gao Jun's expression changed suddenly, and he trotted towards the truck, the ground was full of boxes, Bishop's men guarded, he counted them one by one, and FIM-43 to the number 55 did not move.

Exercise!

Tommanbi fucked himself by the bastard.

He hadn't paid attention to it before, and he hadn't checked it carefully.

Thinking with your toes, you also know that the other party is doing it on purpose.

"Yuri, you're in breach of contract."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bishop, it should be that my employees are too careless, so let's do it, I'll count you $500 for the FIM-43, $400 for the shells, there are 80 pieces here, I'll count you for 50 pieces, the MAC11 submachine gun is $440, just give $400, how about this as my apology?"

Gao Jun made great concessions.

Bishop's expression softened a little.

But the tone was still very dissatisfied, "You make my plan need to be changed!" ”

"I'm so sorry, I'll send you another piece of information for free."

"It's better to be able to satisfy me." Bishop said.

"The U.S. will send troops in January."

Bishop and Nasser were shocked on their faces, but then they were overjoyed, "Really? ”

"Of course, I have information behind the scenes, but it's best not to tell anyone about it yet."

They thought that Gao Jun's source was more unsightly, and said that they would not spread it, but this mouth... Who can take care of it?

As long as the United States had intervened, the situation of Kuwaitis would have been much different.

In the end, the price should be $125,100 (including bullets), but Bishop gave $130,000.

In addition to a box of gold bars, the balance was given to 90,000.

With the addition of Nasser's goods, Gao Jun has a total of 230,000 US dollars, which is a huge amount of money!

"I'm so sorry, I'm going to go back and punish that damn employee, Mr. Nasser, our order needs to be postponed, but don't worry, I'll get it done as soon as possible."

Nasser spread his hands, indicating that he was not in a hurry.

"I need to take my men to Jubail."

"Do you need me to send someone to follow you?" Bishop asked.

"Thanks, no, just the three of us." Gao Jun pointed to Newman and Simpson and said.

"Okay."

"You can call me if you need to, I'm on 24 hours a day. Huabac bless you. ”

Gao Jun took the people and left.

Looking at his back, Nasser couldn't help but praise, "He's such a good partner." ”

Bishop responded, "Okay, I think I should go, don't worry, my $30,000 will be credited to your account." ”

Nasser nodded happily, "For the next year, they're yours." ”

Off-road vehicles drive at high speed on the desert.

Gao Jun gave each of them $600, and they were so happy that they almost couldn't close their mouths, and kept chattering and wah.

Desert at sunset.

It's beautiful!

Skyrim is like a drunken woman, charming with a wave of rejection and welcome, take a second look, and can't help but be intoxicated.

The outline of the city of Jubail can be faintly seen in front of it.

Gao Jun sat in the co-pilot, playing with Glock in his hand, this gun was given to him by Paul, and he followed him to eat the ashes of the desert for a long time, and wiped it clean with a handkerchief.

Pushing the magazine out, he looked at the bullets.

After re-clipping it in, he pulled the sleeve, heard a loading sound, pressed the safety with his thumb, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the excited Newman from the rearview mirror.

Turn around!

The muzzle of the gun is aimed at the forehead of the opponent and the shot is shot decisively!

Boom!

The other party still had a smile on his face, but the bones of half of his face were shattered, and he couldn't die anymore.

In the next second, Gao Jun held Simpson's head and pressed him against the glass, the other party was obviously startled, the steering wheel slammed, and the car spun on the yellow sand.

Peng Peng Peng!

Three shots were fired in succession, hitting the heart area.

As it happened, the car also stopped.

Gao Jun sat back in the co-pilot, pulled down the wind shield, there was a mirror on it, looked at his face, squeezed out a stiff smile, and tidied up his collar.

Get out of the car, drag the two bodies down, and throw them on the ground at random.

He also turned out the money given to them and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Sorry, gentlemen, you are free."

He got into the car and waved at the corpse.

Good bye!

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