From Arms Dealer To King of War

Chapter 1610 The meaning of victory

Joga had seen Jorgensen's photo and knew that this guy was Norwegian and had served in the Norwegian army, so he was familiar with the area around the Baltic Sea.

When Jorgensen was dragged in front of Qiao Jia, there was no trace of blood on the guy's face...

As a victim, Qiao Jia looked at Jorgensen curiously and said: "I am particularly curious about you...

 You have no parents, no marriage, no family, but you have nine children...

 The support you pay every year will make many men feel chills on their backs.

But I am very strange, how come you think there is no need to pay a price for framing P·B? "

Jorgensen knelt on the ground, holding his head with blood on his hands, looking up at Boss Qiao with a playful expression...

“The people from the Lake Baikal Foundation should have given you my information. If you were me, what would you choose?”

Qiao Jia shook his head slightly and said: "If I were you, I would put aside my greed and tell them to go **** themselves...

 Help me put this money into the hands of my youngest son! "

Man, don’t tell me those people are going to threaten you with your family...

 Kill you all, and the grudge between me and the Lake Baikal Foundation will be settled...

 “Do I look particularly easy to talk to?”

 “Give you a minute…”

Jorgensen shook his head and said: "If I die, the money will be cheaper for the bank!"

Let me tell you a piece of news that interests you. If you think it will be useful to you, please help me put the money into the hands of my son.

If you think it is useless, just donate it to charity..."

They are definitely all bastards, but they can also be considered wealthy **** with style. Some of them are people who are willing to sacrifice their lives. There is no need to spend too much thought on you...

 Look, your death is worthless! "

Qiaojia glanced sideways at the note in Dorian's hand, and he suddenly felt particularly funny...

 You are dead. You said you had information that I was interested in. Now you can tell me.

 After speaking, Qiao Jia pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Jorgensen's head...

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at Jorgensen's dim eyes, waved his hand and said: "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense to you...

 Qiao Jia nodded slightly after listening...

Jorgensen lowered his head and was silent for a while, then took out a small notebook, tore out one page and handed it to Dorian, then looked at Qiao Jia and said: "This is my Swiss bank account, which contains 65 million Swiss francs…

 In the final analysis, greed is the cause! "

 He admires this kind of person very much, even if he faces the worst situation, he will try his best to achieve the best result.

Your three ex-wives took away most of your **** fortune, and you have to pay sky-high alimony every year. You are not afraid of any of this, but are you still afraid of those people?

 It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it, I don’t care!

  If he were a miser, the money would be cheaper for the bank, but if he does this, it doesn't matter what his son will get in the end. At least Boss Joe won't let him suffer too much after accepting his money.

And once Qiaojia's attitude relaxes, he hopes to strive for better results.

 This is a really smart man!

Jorgensen saw that Qiao Jia's expression was slightly relaxed, and he suddenly said at a very fast speed: "We placed a bomb on the North Stream Pipeline in April, and the detonation mode of the bomb was through a special electronic signal.

 They will detonate bombs to cut off Beixi at 8 o'clock this morning. There are still six hours before 8 o'clock. If you want to solve the trouble in Beixi, it's still too late!

 My people are all good divers, they can..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia put down the gun and shook his head and said: "You still don't understand the relationship here. Do you really think that destroying Beixi is some kind of conspiracy?

Man, except for the part where I took the blame, all the actions surrounding Beixi were a conspiracy to serve politics.

 Do you really think I can protect Beixi, which is hundreds of kilometers long? Are you kidding me?

 Do you really think Da'o will care?

Even if you blow up a section of the pipeline and there is a real problem with Beixi, do you think it will be difficult to repair it?

From the standpoint of Russia, once Beixi explodes, the Prussian emperor can generously cut off the natural gas to Europe, thereby putting pressure on them and completely uniting other voices in the country.

 Do you really think the Lake Baikal Foundation needs someone to take the blame?

 No, they don’t care at all, because even if everyone knew they did it, no official would judge them?

The real unlucky thing is Europe in the middle, Germany. They will not even dare to repair Beixi when the time comes, because this is a whip slapped on them by the United States, and it is a very severe warning!

Man, the meaning of your existence is to pour dirty water on P·B by fatally attacking the identity of the group's employees, not to leverage the world structure by destroying Beixi as you imagined...

 In fact, in the CIA's plan, this work should be done by the SBS of the British side. This is the letter of nomination they require the British to hand over. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at Jorgensen's eyes that suddenly widened. He glanced at the controlled guys curiously and suddenly laughed and said: "Don't tell me there is SBS among your men...

 Let me guess, did something happen when your people planted the bomb?

 For example, if some equipment is lost..."

When Jorgensen heard this, he lowered his head dejectedly...

 “So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is…”

Jorgensen looked up at Joga as he spoke, and said tiredly: "According to your statement, those who came to participate in the Gotland Landing Battle were all their die-hard allies.

By now they should have sent the video of P·B massacring those soldiers to their allies... Regardless of whether you can win in the end, you have made enemies with important ruling factions in more than a dozen countries!

Even if you win, you can't defeat them, because those people's allies can send what happens here to the outside world at any time, destroying the legitimacy of P·B! "

After hearing this, Qiaojia sneered and said: "Why can't you Europeans get rid of the zero-sum game thinking?

 Do you think I will destroy the Lake Baiga Foundation if I win?

No!

 What I want to fight for is the right to develop freely in accordance with the current laws. I want to correct some unreasonable aspects under the big rules they established...

 They acquiesce to my existence, and I will even defend them in some aspects and maintain the existing rules!

Man, there are many, many, many people who know what's going on here, but I bet none of them would give me a hard time over a dead man.

Those things you imagined do not exist at all, there is no conspiracy theory at all, this is just a choice to condense a long political confrontation into a duel..."

Jorgensen, who felt that the world was collapsing, looked at Qiao Jia and said in disbelief: "This is impossible!

 According to what you said, you gained too little from this duel..."

Chaojia looked at Jorgensen with admiration and said: "I got a lot of things, a lot...

I just told you, but you don’t understand..."

As he spoke, the moment Jorgensen showed a desperate expression, Qiao Jia raised his hand and pulled the trigger...

There was a "bang" gunshot, the bullet penetrated Jorgensen's head and took away a piece of the back of his head...

Looking at the controlled Jorgensen men, Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "Give them a good time..."

Dorian covered his eyes, approached the boss as if he couldn't bear to look, and said, "Boss, you spent so much money fighting this battle, what did you gain?"

Jojia said with a smile: "I got a good result..."

  ……………

During the fierce battle on Gotland, inside the warrior base in Kismayo, Somalia...

A Falcon rocket has been placed on the launcher...

Nice, who was supposed to stay in Sangha Town, appeared here...

A dozen well-dressed middle-aged and elderly Jews were escorted under the launch pad...

The moment the soldiers put the noose around the necks of those people, Nice pressed a button to turn the winch connected to the noose...

“At the same time, the Department of Exploration, let them launch the lunar exploration spacecraft before these people stink..."

 Speaking, Nice, who was in an extremely bad mood, glanced at Antal beside him and said, "Who else needs to be hanged?"

Antar looked at the murderous Nice, held her arm comfortingly, and said: "When the people from the Lake Baiga Foundation handed them over, it meant that they had almost given up...

 You don’t have to worry too much…”

Niss waved his hand and said: "I'm not worried, I just can't sit still, I need to find something to do..."

As he spoke, Nice looked at the lawyer Qory Amon next to him and said: "Prepare the plane. I am going to Tobruk. The National Army is preparing to negotiate with the people of the militia government. I will go and have a look..."

  ……………

In a building in Manhattan, New York…

With a bright smile on her face, Monica watched as a group of Indians hung a dozen haredi and several big names who often appeared on TV from the ceiling...

Seeing several big shots standing on chairs, begging and scolding, Monica hugged the Indian girl she had 'bought', kissed her on the face, and looked at the time: "I have to go to bed. For an hour, you are responsible for watching them..."

The Indian punk girl looked at the female boss in front of her with some fear and said: "Madam, we really want to fish them to death...

 Among them are a senator, two members of Congress, and two are Israeli diplomats…

 Something will happen! "

Monica pinched the punk girl's chin and said with a smile: "Do you know about the Edward Foundation?"

 The punk girl shook her head...

Monica smiled and said: "It's normal that you don't know, and there is no need to know in the future. They are part of them, and they are the trophies my boss obtained through the duel..."

As the elder sister turned around and walked out, she touched her waist that had gained weight recently and said, "I have made an appointment with the spa. You stay here and wait for my call..."

 Remember to take photos. I will take their photos to get back some of the remaining accounts. "

The punk girl was especially afraid of the neurotic Monica. She said with evasive eyes: "Madam, what should I do with their bodies?"

Monica walked to the door, turned back and blew a kiss to the punk girl, and said: "Of course, call the police and let the police handle it. They will find a good reason for these people to hang themselves collectively!

 This is part of the victory…”

 Speaking, Monica glanced at her watch again and said, "Well, it should be part of the results of the upcoming victory..."

  ……………

 (End of this chapter)