Dakar is under military control, and no one is allowed to appear on the street, unless, you have a relationship!

In a red Lexus sedan, Waters, who was sitting in the back, held a cigarette in his hand, "Yuri, what you said is indeed true?" ”

Gao Jun was very helpless in his heart, this guy must have something wrong with him, he has to ask both sides more about the things he is sure of, what are you doing? Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't talk much?

I'm disciplined!

"Don't worry, Mr. Waters, my business will never increase in price at a juncture, and I sell cheaper than others, if you feel that others are cheaper than mine in the future, you can ask me for a refund."

Arms, no one should refund this thing... Right?

But even if someone refunds the money, you have to contact him, Boss Gao doesn't look like he's sitting in the office, when you make a phone call, he may be on his way to the execution ground?

"Large-caliber artillery can have the power of about 1,500 grenades, and just a small building will be destroyed directly for you, without insurance, and the price is very cheap, about 30,000 US dollars!" Gao Jun is of course talking about his own hell cannon, and for a newly appointed warlord like Campesto, this "exaggerated" power is the most important.

The war between internal factions is far more prominent than external pressure, perhaps, yesterday it was Nubia, the day after tomorrow it will be Campesto?

The speed of changing leaders in Africa is more diligent than the change of underpants of dog authors.

Waters was a layman, he didn't know that weapons needed to be considered in terms of model, rate of fire, etc., he just thought it was powerful.

Belch... Of course, there is also a certain truth, the rabbit in the east is not a senior patient with a large caliber.

To a certain extent, both men and women like thick and big.

"That's good, so I can say something nice to you in front of Campesto." Waters patted his chest and said, with a satisfied smile on his face, as if he had seen himself being praised by his brother-in-law.

The luncheon was held at the Palais de la Repubblica in Senegal, on Dakar, Seneg Street, not far from the French-donated Theodor Mono Museum of African Art.

Gao Jun looked at this landmark and was always curious, what do you say Europeans and Americans are using to build museums in Africa?

Say, the history of cotton in Africa?

Or is it the history of watermelons in Africa?

Sooner or later, you'll fuck it up!

At the gate of the Palace of the Republic, there were soldiers patrolling and guarding, and Gao Jun even saw a military dog!

Dogs have dogs?

When Lexus stopped, Waters changed his face, looking swaggering, his nostrils almost facing the sky, looking around triumphantly, bowing his head to the guests he knew or didn't know.

Campesto came to power very suddenly, and many of the high-ranking people in Dakar were not even familiar with this tribal chieftain, so everyone who was invited to come had a serious face and no one paid any attention to him, which made Waters a little stupid.

"Yuri, let's go inside." He walked through the door as he spoke, but also went through a series of body searches.

"This palace is about a hundred years old, you see that picture, it is Napoleon." Waters introduced his bedroom as if he were a self-cooked.

If it weren't for the soldiers watching them cautiously along the way, I'm afraid Waters would have been able to make his bed and sleep.

Walking into the banquet hall, Gao Jun saw at a glance a black man wearing a general's military uniform surrounded by a group of people, followed by two women in full costumes.

"That's Campesto."

Waters looked happy and asked abruptly, "Yuri, what kind of official do you think my brother-in-law will give me?" Minister of the Interior? Defense secretary? Or the Minister of Foreign Affairs? ”

Gao Jun looked at him stupidly, he would give you a big comparison, but after thinking about it, he still had to tell some lies to coax him, pretending to groan, which made Waters frown, "What?" You don't think he will? ”

"Of course not, wealth and power must always be given to the closest person, and I think he will arrange you well until you are satisfied."

Gao Jun said with a smile.

Actually, if you're not satisfied, you can your brother-in-law, anyway, it's good if you're happy.

Although Waters was not very satisfied with this answer, he did not force it, and led Gao Jun straight to Cambysto.

Boss Gao also saw this man who walked to the pinnacle of Senegal's power overnight, what do you say?

The appearance is not prominent, even a little ugly, and the whole body looks more like a... Rogue!

However, you can't judge people by their appearance.

In the summer of 1916, in Blackpool, an English resort, visitors revel in front of a newly completed merry-go-round, whose designer, an old man, looks at the joyous people on the horse with blank eyes, begging for forgiveness.

Because the statement that the main invention that brought him great wealth claimed more than a million people in the just-concluded Battle of the Somme, the old man was the American inventor: Stevens. Makqin!

As the saying goes: save the life and help the wounded, the doctor is benevolent Gatling, the great mercy Browning, the soul of Barrett, the shoddy MG34, the little boy of Pudu sentient beings!

Therefore, man must not be disguised, and the sea cannot be measured.

For example, although the dog readers are very handsome, I can't see it at all, so I can see that it looks like a dog.

"Brother-in-law—" Waters walked over and shouted affectionately, and saw Campesto turn his head to look at him, and Gao Jun saw a little desert in his eyes.

At this time, you should shout Mr. President!

And not brother-in-law.

This SB!

"Hmm." Campesto nodded lightly, looked at Gao Jun, was stunned when he saw him as an Asian, and then seemed to think of something, his expression was a little unkind, "Waters, who is he?" ”

"He..."

"Dear President Campesto, it's a pleasure to meet you, I am a prophet from the East..."

This is Gao Jun's words, because Campesto is very superstitious, and his tribe still has a tradition of believing in gods, and his favorite thing to do is to paint his soldiers before the war, and then tell them that it is the dictation of the gods.

Invulnerable, invulnerable!

To this end...

Saved a lot of armor costs.

In Africa, only you can't think of it, the dignified warlord is a superstitious person, but when you think about it, the four words "virtue or unworthiness" are not something that can be explained by a simple sentence.

There are also people who believe that water can turn into oil.

If you say you're an arms dealer, Campesto can get rid of you on the spot, but if you say you're a prophet, the other party looks him up and down with suspicion on his face.

"When I was in Europe, I watched the stars at night and saw the changes in the stars in Senegal, and you know that the celestial phenomena are very important references in Asian culture, and I saw a very amazing scene." Gao Jun is like a broken dog, vigorously outlining the imagination of the other party.

Sure enough, the eyes of everyone next to him were attracted to him, waiting for him to continue, and Campesto also looked at him with blank eyes.

"I saw a star rising in Senegal, which means that this country will produce the greatest man, who will lead the whole country into the ranks of great powers, and his exploits will overshadow all the stars! He will be the only one! ”

Divine stick — Nicholas. Yuri goes online.

Waters' Tong Kong shrank, looked at him deeply, and suddenly shook his head with a smile, "I don't believe it."

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