Chapter 132: Why Are You Called Rat Generation?

Gao Jun's left thumb clasped hard in the gap between his right foot, a little itchy, and rich people can't get rid of the trouble of athlete's foot.

You can't cut it!

When he heard Lu Wu's inquiry, his face was stunned, he looked the other party up and down, and asked with a smile, "What?" Do you have an idea? ”

This tone is the rhythm of pulling people into the sea alive.

Tinder is short of people!

There is a shortage of people, but you can't go to the street to pull one and ask him, dear, do you want to experience the exciting life of getting rich overnight?

They'll think you're going to have a waist!

Actually, the most important thing is, is Boss Gao the kind of person who wants any garbage?

Don't you have to pay a salary?

If you raise a fisher, you have to give him money!

Lu Wu didn't say anything, but his eyes were still struggling.

"Haven't you figured this out?" When Gao Jun saw his expression, he knew what he meant, he wanted to make money, but he couldn't erase his body, "Do you think it's illegal, and you can't get it?" ”

He chuckled and took out a dollar from his pocket, tugged at both sides, and could hear a crisp sound, put it between his nose and sniffed, "Do you think he's ugly?" As he spoke, he pointed to Franklin above.

"To say dirty, I am not as good as others, those who sit on the throne, overlooking the depravity of the world, now, you can't atone for your sins in the church, but you can go to the judge's office for dollars and buy your innocence."

"The world is like an open sewer, full of garbage and scum, and I would rather be guillotined like Louis XVI than be like those poor people, standing at the bottom and shouting about the victory of others!"

It is better to be a hooligan of the times than to be the gravel of the times.

I'd rather cut it with a thousand cuts!

Don't be a bad person.

"How much do you get paid this month?" Gao Jun asked.

"1731 yuan." Lu Wu is actuarial to the last number, Gao Jun did not laugh at him, but nodded, "This salary should be very high in China." ”

"Hmm." Lu Wu nodded, "Arranged by the state." ”

"Then this one should be half a month's salary for you." Gao Jun flicked it, made a crisp sound, and then handed it over, "Let's make friends, I don't have any good gifts here, let's use this as a meeting gift." ”

Lu Wu looked down at the ugly Franklin, his right cheek trembled, he really wanted to say, are you insulting me?

But...

When the money was placed in front of him, he suddenly felt that it tasted like this.

"You deserve to have a more brilliant career, you shouldn't, there's never a right or wrong and a crime in life, we just want to live, don't we? It's the first time to be a human being, why, some people are high, and some people can only be humble. Gao Jun paused and said what became famous later.

"I can be dirty, but my money can't work, my chick can't do it, my luxury car can't work it, my mansion can't work either, even... My family can't. ”

"If you have an idea, you can come to me, my company would love to join any good talent."

Outstanding?!

Lu Wu's eyes finally flashed when he heard the two words, and he raised his head, "I'm also excellent?" ”

"What does it make if you're a cop or a criminal when you have a loaded gun in your hand? The road is all walked out by yourself, no one will give mercy to you, you have to fight for it yourself. ”

Gao Jun looked at him deeply, and suddenly changed his words, "Okay, I'm going to sleep, keep a proper sleep, and find excellent customers, do you have anything else?" ”

Lu Wu shook his head and said softly, "Good night"

"Good night."

Looking at his back, Gao Jun smiled.

He is a prophet and an agitator, half-truths and contradictions!

This night is destined to be full of sleepless people.

…

Inside the Church of Saint-Dakar, France.

benga!

The porcelain cup smashed to the ground, the pieces were torn apart, and Besley's roar and roar grabbed the collar of the little brother next to him, and opened his mouth, and the stench almost smoked the latter to death.

"This is a provocation!

”

Just this morning, two heads were thrown out of the door of the church, and they rolled around the door twice, frightening the customers who set up the stalls inside, and it was the thugs sent by Besley.

Even if the black man has no brains, he knows who this murderer is.

It can't be Superman.

Superman has a habit of cleanliness.

Ma Tsai was grabbed by Besley, he didn't dare to say anything, just flashed his eyes to the side, Besley pushed him away, crossed his waist, his eyes were fierce, and he waved his hand, "Who is in charge of Dakar, not the Asian old, find him, kill him, let him sober up, and help me contact those French old people, tell them that the plane is ours!" ”

"Boss, the French... I'm afraid I won't agree. Ma Tsai said next to him.

Besley's voice froze, he turned his head sharply, glared at the other party angrily, went up and kicked the other party directly, and beat him with his fists in anger, "Don't I know? I want you to remind?! ”

Ma Tsai only dared to hold his head and tremble, begging him to stop fighting, and others could only let his breathing be quieter, for fear of disturbing him.

After about four or five minutes, the little brother was beaten and lay on the ground, his face was bloody, Besley stood up and moved his body, "I don't like others to educate me." ”

He has a bad temper!

As long as a subordinate expresses doubts about his decision, it is a beating, and he is a dictator.

But his brother-in-law is a tribal warlord who controls his own wealth and no one wants to offend him, especially in Dakar, a place where government forces and tribal forces are in control.

Even if Bush comes, he has to follow his laws.

This is not Shakespeare's opera house, but the scene of brutal violence.

After the rest of the people dragged the little brother down, Besley was left alone in the room, he was tired of scolding, and just wanted to drink saliva, but after looking left and right, and found the porcelain cup on the ground, he angrily picked up the pistol on the table and fired several shots at the top of his head.

The gunshots were heard outside, and the vendors who were fiddling with positions in the church were all stunned, with a little worry in their eyes, don't affect their business.

It's been a long time since anyone dares to provoke Besley like this.

The last one should have turned one year old.

…

"Bison: Besley?" Gao Jun held a copy of the document in his hand.

"It's a bit hasty, but he's famous in Dakar, and in addition to being the brother-in-law of Campesto, the leader of the Scherier movement, I've heard that he has a lot of connections with a local political family." Tonikov said as he munched on bread next to him.

Political family?

In Africa, as long as you have a book, you can be an official, you can be a political family.

But don't underestimate them, have you ever seen a fool in the ruling class?

Gao Jun bowed his head, "Then what enemy does he have?" Or is there a conflicting opponent? ”

"Yes, Waters. Scott. Tony turned over the information, and saw a photo hanging on the second page, a man wearing a trench coat and sunglasses, with blond hair, looking particularly flowing, of course, he was black!

This is a yellow-stained dog.

"He is the successor of the Black Axe Gang of the Dakar underground society, and it is rumored that he killed his own father and his two older brothers before inheriting this massive crime syndicate."

Killing his father and killing his brother?

What a ruthless person!

However, Gao Jun's lips twitched, and he frowned and asked, "Then what conflict does he have with Besley?" ”

"No, no, no, it should be said that his sister has a conflict with Besley's sister, they are both Campesto's brother-in-law, but Waters's sister is his first wife, and the latter is the second." Tonikov sorted out the language, although he said it with a big head, Gao Jun still understood that this was a harem competition for favor.

The Sherel tribe is a large tribe with a population of about 100,000, of course, it cannot be compared with that kind of super-large tribe, but it can be regarded as having a throne.

"Besley's sister gave birth to a son for Campesto four days ago, and Waters' sister's son is 11 years old."

Yes, the prince has it.

It seems that it is a struggle between the two family forces, and if anyone's son can climb up, whether it is Besley or Waters, he can go to the next level.

This represents a steady stream of money and benefits.

Relatives compete!

The things left over from the ancestors are also very popular in modern times, especially in this kind of polygamous country.

There is Eswatini next door, their king is the 67th son, even if because of the ancestral system, the eldest prince cannot inherit the throne, but it is not his turn to be the 67th.

There's no cat greasy in it?

Who knows.

Gao Jun squinted, playing with a lighter in his hand, and heard the sound of clicking, clicking, staring at the information on the intelligence, his mind quickly turned, can he play a role in this "tribal chieftain candidate conflict"?

Can you eat a wave of meat?

If you fail, will you still have time to run?

These thoughts flashed through my head.

But in the end, it all boils down to one word, "Dry!" ”

A gust of wind blew outside, blowing the curtain at the door, and just a ray of sunlight shone on his face, but it looked particularly gloomy.

"Kill Besley!"

"But, we must get Towaterus into the water, so that he will want to sell us then, and his ass will not be clean."

To do things, you have to think clearly, and you have to pull the other side down, so that people outside know that Gao Jun is working for Waters.

Gao Jun is not stupid, did he just carry Besley's head to find the other party? Waters can sell you to your brother-in-law and express his abilities.

"Go to the black market, and in his name, offer a reward of $6,000 for Besley's head!"

It looks fake, and it does, but it's just a name.

Rumors can kill people.

Even in a civilized society, rumors are too late to justify, let alone backward Africa?

According to word of mouth, if you Waters found someone to do it, it must be!

It's useless for you to quibble.

"And..."Gao Jun just wanted to continue, but suddenly his head turned and frowned, "Who's outside?" ”

"Sir."

I saw Lu Wu pick up the curtain and walk in, nodding towards Tonikov, "I want to get rich." ”

When Gao Jun saw him, his expression softened, "Figured it out?" ”

"Hmm." Lu Wu nodded, "I need a lot of money, my mother is hospitalized, and the doctor said that chemotherapy is going to be done." ”

"But my money isn't easy to make."

"I joined the army, I was a scout, I took down 4 pillboxes on the battlefield alone, I am a first-class shooter, I have rich combat experience, I have won second-class combat merits."

This should be the most Lu Wu has ever said.

"When a person goes through any war and returns to the so-called civilized world, when the dark night of the stars and moon comes, the dirty reality will make people have serious paranoia and discomfort with real life." β€”Taxi Driver (1976).

Gao Jun thought of the lines in this movie.

"I need money!"

The eyes of the two people looked at each other, one saw the longing in the other's eyes, and the other saw the inquiry, as if to say, are you really ready?

After a moment of silence.

Gao Ju spoke, "I can give you a chance, you do it, I'll give you $6,000." ”

"What do you want me to do?"

"Help me kill someone!"

Lu Wu was silent, which was contrary to his beliefs.

But thinking of his mother in the hospital bed, he clenched his fists, "Okay." ”

"Don't worry, they won't let you go alone, Tony and Evgeny will go together, and they will tell you who the target is."

Lu Wu nodded, and was sent away by Gao Jun.

Tonikov, who speaks Chinese and is of mixed race, looked at his boss and asked, "That's what the plan told him?" Could it be..."

"Are you afraid he'll call the police?" Boss Gao laughed.

"What can a person who has no connections or influence in a war-torn area do? You just need to take him to see it at that time, killing people is the same on the battlefield and in private, but the beautification is different from the propaganda of public opinion. ”

Tonikov nodded profusely.

At this time, Lu Wu went out and happened to see Ma Guohua.

"Xiao Lu." The other party shouted at him, and the former came back to his senses and raised his head, "Mr. Ma." ”

"How did you get out of his house? I'm telling you, don't get too close to him, this person is very dangerous, we can't do it now if we cooperate, everyone's lives are important. ”

Ma Guohua took the trouble to say, and deliberately lowered his voice, for fear that Gao Jun inside would hear it.

"Mr. Ma..." Lu Wuhu interrupted the other party's words.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm quitting, I'm not going to do it."

Ma Guohua was stunned, "You have to go back to China if you resign, and you have to go through the formalities." Before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Wu's expression, and his face changed suddenly, "You don't plan to do it with him, do you?" ”

"You hutu!"

"What he does is a terrible business, if you don't pay attention, you will die, and your parents are still waiting for you in China? I don't allow it! ”

"Well, no one knows what death is like better than me, right?" Lu Wu's rhetorical question made Ma Guohua unable to refute.

"Do you know what he does?"

"Yes, arms dealer."

"This is a crime, if you do this, you won't be able to go back to China!"

Lu Wu's body trembled.

Ma Guohua thought it was effective and continued to persuade him.

"Mr. Ma, whether people are guilty or not, I don't know, I only know, I used to be blind, and now I want to see the light again, I want to live for myself, am I guilty?"

"Xiao Lu..."

"Like us, we are called rats because rats will do anything in order to survive, and that's how I am."

Lu Wu smiled and walked around Ma Guohua's side.

The latter's eyes were complicated, and when he looked back at the compartment blocked by the door curtain, he really wanted to rush in, grabbed Gao Jun and asked, what kind of ecstasy water he poured into the other party.

But...

The hardest thing for people to do is to empathize.

Everyone has hardships, and they live hard and try hard to survive.

……