Just after the press conference, a call came in from Feron Aort.

Seeing the number, Wang Zhen was stunned, in his conception, Feron Oalter should have to run away, run to Uganda or Kenya or something, and hide if he can.

I have to take the initiative to find the door, how can this guy be obedient so easily.

I never expected this guy to call so quickly.

Picking up the phone with some confusion, "Hey." ”

"Big brother, I'm Feron Oort!"

Wang Zhen: Black Question Mark Face. JPG

"No, what are you shouting later?"

"Big brother!"

"Who the hell, you're the big brother!" Wang Zhen said angrily, feeling so awkward.

"Big brother, big brother, you can't ignore the little brother." Feron Aort began to cry when he spoke.

Don't have this face!

"Fuck you!" Wang Zhen was quite speechless, no, weren't you very tough before?

It's a back-push gold mine again, and it's a night attack on the camp!

I still like your unruly look!

Of course, Wang Zhen can actually understand that a person can decisively abandon his subordinates and surrender when he has not shown obvious defeat, but in fact, there is no place to go.

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you doing on the phone, I'm busy." Wang Zhen asked directly.

"That's ......," said Feron Oalter.

"Nemou? A city of criminals? Someone stranger hit you? Wang Zhen frowned.

"Yes, big brother, if you don't help me, I'm really going to be kicked out, and when the time comes, I'll ......" Feron Ault didn't finish his words.

"You still want me to help you fight?" Wang Zhen's brows widened suddenly, and at this moment, he began to admire Feron Aort.

One moment ago, he was beaten and threw away his armor, and the next moment he took the initiative to surrender to the enemy brother, highlighting a person who knows the times!

"Your mother!" Wang Zhen scolded, he really didn't want to care, but ......

In the land of Africa, a villain like Feron Alter who knows the times can be regarded as cherishing resources, and at this moment, Wang Zhen is really reluctant to let him be destroyed.

"Find a place to hide, waiting for my people to contact you!" Wang Zhen scolded and hung up the phone directly.

After the press conference here, Wang Zhen still has a lot of things.

First of all, all the reporters who come are friends, and Wang Zhen naturally wants to express a little.

There was a large table at the door, covered with red cloth, and gift boxes were placed on it.

It's not too precious, a glorious defense trademark made of pure gold, in a small box made of mahogany, and the price of gold alone is worth about $200.

In this world, not everyone likes even the dollar, but no one doesn't like gold!

Each of the reporters who received the gift seemed very satisfied, and they also remembered the name of Glorious Defense deeply.

After all, there is no shortage of money, and no one will smelt the gold jewelry, so in the later reports, everyone does not mind giving more pen and ink to Glorious Defense and saying a few more good words.

After that, it's time for luncheon.

It is still Baijing Juba Hotel, a combination of Chinese and Western food.

After Li Guanghua got acquainted with Wang Zhen, in addition to satisfying men's fantasies about weapons, battlefields and other bloody fantasies, there were actually many benefits, and all the food and accommodation activities on the side of Glorious Defense were held here.

He was recently preparing to open another hotel in Nagishot...... Just wait for the cement factory in Wangzhen to be built and start immediately!

Wang Zhen shuttled through the crowd with wine, eager to have a drink with every reporter, but fortunately it was a specially blended 'wine' from the embassy, otherwise he would have been drunk.

By the end of the luncheon, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the evening, Wang Zhen arranged a separate meal for the officials of the United Nations and the African Union, and they simply had a meal......

There aren't many high-end entertainment venues in Juba either...... Besides, their wives and children have also returned from traveling.

After three rounds of drinking,

Barak Sampson looked at Wang Zhen and asked, "What are you going to do with those captives?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, "Hasn't it already been distributed to you?" ”

"No, no, no." Barak Sampson looked at each other and explained with a smile: "There are no prisons in the United Nations, and prisoners tried by the International Tribunal will be taken back to their home countries for detention, even if they are sentenced to death, they will be carried out in their own countries." ”

"In other words, these people will also be sent back to South Sudan." Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows, he thought that it would have nothing to do with him after the person handed it over.

It turned out to be just going out for a passing motion......

It's very UN!

Wang Zhen turned his head to look at Johnny Haddad, "You guys also sent it back?" ”

"No, no, no, we have a prison, and we are held directly in Guantanamo Bay." Johnny Haddad said with a smile.

What is the long-arm jurisdiction? JPG

The United States does not care whether it is qualified to detain criminals from other countries or not.

Barak smiled and picked up the red wine, without saying anything, it was the United States!

"So, what are you going to do?"

"You can throw them into a gold mine, they kill so many people, they can pay for their sins, and they can save costs." Very perverse words came out of the mouth of Johnny Hadddad, an American military officer.

Wang Zhen laughed, shook his head and said, "I want to go to the mine, they are beautiful!" ”

"Isn't it a waste to give them jobs, and besides, when it comes to exploitation, slavery and capitalism are still incomparable, and the efficiency is too low."

"I really don't know how to deal with this sudden need to send people back...... "Wang Zhen said with a wry smile.

It's all bloody and inhuman scum with their hands, and they're people like Feron Alter that no bastard wants to want.

He won't do anything like using slave labor, he can't save a few dollars, and it's easy to fall behind, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Johnny Haddad rolled his eyes, leaned over and whispered, "I remember you knew someone from the American Pharmaceutical Group. ”

Seeing Wang Zhen nodding, Johnny Haddad continued: "Find them and ask if you want them." ”

"Human trials?" Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows and whispered.

Johnny Haddad nodded, "As far as I know, Guantanamo Bay has secret cooperation with some medical institutions, you know, many rich people are now engaged in biotechnology, pursuing life extension, and investing very much in this area." ”

Wang Zhen nodded slightly, he had really heard of this, who didn't want to live forever.

In any case, these tycoons have to test the relevant technological achievements on people before using them, and Wang Zhen does not think that this technology can also be used for clinical trials in Africa.

A few years ago, in 2010, it was revealed that American researchers had deliberately infected more than 1,300 Guatemalan prisoners, mentally ill people and sex workers with venereal diseases such as gonorrhea, syphilis and chancre between 1946 and 1948, and only about 700 of them received some kind of treatment, and by the end of 1953, a total of 83 test subjects had died.

If they can sell these scum at a good price, they can be regarded as contributing to the medical cause.

Of course, this is now to say that people may not be willing to buy people from themselves.

Ann is not safe!

The two of them whispered that they must have said something that would not see the light of day, but the people at the United Nations did not hear it at all.

In politics, we must learn to listen to what we should listen to, and not listen to what we shouldn't.

The next day, he personally sent people on the plane, and Wang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, damn, it's finally over.

From today onwards, various relevant reports appeared in newspapers, on the Internet, and on TV, and as the news spread, the names of Guanghui Defense and Wang Zhen appeared in people's field of vision.

It's not like opening Google search anymore and finding no such person!

If there is a prestige system, outside of Wang Zhen is a 'nobody', and now it is a 'little famous'.

……

"What the fuck is this!" Wang Zhen looked left and right, a bare red earth, sparsely growing a few trees, most of them dead, and a dozen thatched huts scattered scattered on the wasteland.

"This is a tribal station during the rainy season, and now it is the dry season, they must have moved with their cattle and sheep, and the village was abandoned." Fon Ault followed behind Wang Zhen and said with a smiling face.

After Wang Zhen finished Juba's business, he came with Abed and 20 Dinka soldiers.

It can only be blacks, and it can't let people know that the righteous people who have just been praised by the United Nations, and the glorious defense Wang Zhen, who is inseparable from the terrorists, is actually the mastermind behind the terrorists!

Nearby, the eyes of Fon Alter's subordinates were all on Wang Zhen, the man who led the team to fight them before, and now he is also known as the general's big brother!

"Can you live?"

"It's okay, just live on the ground." Feron Oult said with a smile.

Nansu, or the ghost place of Africa, seems to be very large, and you can live in a tent at will, but it is actually not possible, there are too many snakes, insects, rats and ants, and the probability of dying overnight in the mountains and forests is very high.

The nomadic herders all had special routes and relatively fixed dwellings, and it was this kind of red earth that had been completely uprooted.

Wang Zhen looked at a thatched house, which was only about 20 square meters, dark and narrow, and suddenly made him lose the desire to go in.

The devil knows how someone would spend hundreds or thousands of dollars to live in a hut......

After finding a vacant lot, the two Dinka soldiers took out folding stools, Wang Zhen sat down, and then said, "I have something to tell you." ”

"First of all, Feron Alter has been arrested and will be brought to trial by an international tribunal soon, and Feron Alter is dead."

Feron Aort's expression gradually distorted!

Without knowing it, I'm going to die!

It's ......

"So what should I do?"

"Who the fuck cares what your name is!" Wang Zhen said angrily: "Don't think too highly of yourself, how can you prove that you are the terrorist leader Feron Aort!" ”

"I ......" Feron Aort's eyes widened, I can't be me anymore!

"Okay, I'm just telling you, don't admit to the outside world that you have sold drugs, planted drugs, cut off from the past, don't fucking go to the village or something like that." As he spoke, Wang Zhen suddenly became angry, and raised his foot to stare at Feron Alter's chair.

Feron Oalter rolled out and sat down on the ground, looking at Wang Zhen with a bewildered expression.

Why are you beating people all of a sudden! (End of chapter)