From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 197 Hu Jian Aunt Zhao

The female boss looked at Qiaojia's surprised expression when she heard her mother tongue, and she seemed very satisfied, so she ignored Kaman's strange eyes, laughed "Oh haha~", and hugged Qiaojia vigorously. He circled around and nibbled on his cheeks on the left and right...

   "It's been a while since I saw Punisher Songdi. I miss Hu Jian too much. Dozens of people are together, and the dissidents are passionate every day..."

  Joga struggled to break free, and then looked at the black aunt who spoke Fujian Mandarin like a fairy...

   "Do you have a dozen of you in one room, go to the vegetable market every day to pick up vegetables and eat big pot meals, then regularly shout slogans, call relatives and friends regularly, and ask them to join the team and improve themselves?"

  Auntie seemed to have found a bosom friend, and said pleasantly: "Xi, Xi, I really like the people there, the people there are very nice, they encourage each other every day, and they have inexhaustible energy every day.

  It’s a pity that I didn’t insist on my resignation in the end. My boss took pity on the poverty in my hometown, so he helped me buy a plane ticket back to China.

  Let me be fat to help my relatives and friends, let them start a new life early, become the boss and make a fortune..."

   Qiaojia was shocked by this aunt when he heard it...

   What is the concept of allowing MLM masters to help buy international air tickets and send them abroad?

  If pyramid schemes are divided into realms, this aunt named Zhao Aihua must be a Mahayana practitioner, right?

  Generally, if you encounter Chinese people who are fanatical pyramid schemers, Qiao Jia must stay away from them for fear of being too late.

  However, in Afika, which is thousands of kilometers away, when he met a black aunt who had 'studied' in a domestic MLM university and broke the MLM master, Qiaojia actually thought it was quite fun and kind.

   At least her 'Hu Jian dialect' is very standard!

   But Qiao Jia was really hungry right now, so he asked for Aunt Zhao's business card, thinking that he would come to take care of her business when he was free in the future.

This aunt is really amazing. She is the legendary Ouyang Feng who practiced the Nine Yin Manual by mistake and turned out to be Ouyang Feng. With the methods she learned from MLM training, she actually opened such a large physical store in Yakoma. What is talent if not talent?

When Aunt Zhao saw that Qiaojia was about to leave, she quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Since you are in a hurry to eat, I will not stop you, but it is not safe for you to go out like this. Where do you live, I will ask the police to **** you back .”

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, he glanced at the dozens of mobile phones on the counter, and then patted his head suddenly...

   I don't know when Choga's safety awareness has deteriorated a bit.

   It is no longer those petty thieves who can alert him. Even in this place where the law and order is not very good, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with his actions.

  No one reminded him, because everyone didn't take the little thief seriously.

  Looking at Aunt Zhao who was very attentive and her emotions were not fake, Qiaojia said with a smile: "Then please make arrangements, we should not be far away, in the small town opposite."

While talking, Qiaojia looked at Aunt Zhao with a bright smile on her fat face, and said with a smile: "Sister Zhao, are you interested in opening such a mobile phone store in Central Africa? I heard that there is a shop near Bangassou named There will be a lot of development in Sangha Town recently.

  There is an untapped market, it is worth visiting! "

   Qiaojia himself has never been to Sangha Town, but it is his territory, so he can fool 'foreign capital' to invest without any psychological barriers.

  This Aunt Zhao is very powerful. Putting aside the routines and disadvantages of those pyramid schemes, everyone has to admit that this thing can really make people excited.

  "Making a fortune and being a boss", this kind of life goal is not a bad thing from any point of view.

   Those local beetle opposition forces in Central Africa need someone like Aunt Zhao to wake them up...

  How to get rich with a rifle and machete all day long?

  Put on a suit and tie, and work hard to get rich!

   Qiaojia didn’t see anything else, but the store was very clean, and all the clerks were well-dressed and proficient in English, French, English and Sango.

  The latter two languages ​​are relatively small and can be ignored, but how many people can speak the first two languages ​​in Qiaojia’s hometown?

  French is considered the official language of Congo, but English is not.

  In this country where the illiteracy rate is still higher than 60%, Aunt Zhao is able to gather so many elites and make them work as if they have been injected with chicken blood. This is a remarkable achievement.

  It’s a waste of talent for such a person to open a mobile phone store. She should go to her own site to develop a financial training class, and make sure that every time the get out of class is over, all the students will go to the mine to work.

  Thinking of this, Qiaojia half-jokingly invited Aunt Zhao to dinner.

  He just wanted to test his newly-increased skill, whether he could fight against Aunt Zhao's Mahayana stage, and lure her to Sangha Town to shine.

  ...

  In a bar in the central town of Yakoma...

  Kevin De Bruyne, the security captain of the Congo branch of the Belgian United Mining Group, is sitting at the bar and enjoying his leisure time after get off work.

   This bar was opened by a German, and the target is the 'foreigners' who work in Yakoma.

Sanderson sat in front of the bar, ordered himself a third glass of whiskey, glanced at Kevin De Bruyne under the gesture of the German bartender, and then smiled and pressed a stack of ten thousand dollar bills under the glass to leave behind. Gave it to the bartender, then made his way to the goal.

   Sitting next to Kevin De Bruyne, he used his eyes to force away a black girl who was chatting with De Bruyne.

  Sanderson ignored De Bruyne's angry eyes after his bragging was interrupted, beckoned to the bartender, and said, "Give me two glasses of whiskey, and I'll treat this gentleman to a drink."

   De Bruyne frowned and stared at Sanderson, who was full of decadent cowboy temperament, and said, "Who are you?"

   Sanderson lay on the bar, pushed a glass of whiskey in front of De Bruyne, with a vicissitudes of smile on his face, and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I know what you did?

  I am trying to save your life, of course, if you are willing to cooperate with us. "

  Sanderson's tone of voice was not aggressive at all, but De Bruyne just felt a little creepy.

  He subconsciously stood up and wanted to stay away from this psychopath, but Sanderson waved his hand indifferently and said, "You can't leave, have you seen the Eastern Europeans at the back door?

  There’s a Bolivian with a sniper rifle across the bar…”

Speaking of Sanderson propping his head with his left hand, looking sideways at De Bruyne who wanted to touch the gun, he smiled and motioned him to continue, and said: "I suggest you take a few steps back and look to the left, I really didn't lie to you , there's a Bolivian in the laundry room on the first floor of the hotel across the street holding a gun to your head.

  I know you are Kevin De Bruyne, former captain of the Commando Battalion of the Parachute Brigade of the Belgian Defense Force, and currently the security director of the Congo branch of the Belgian Consolidated Mining Company.

  Man, you're in trouble, big trouble! "

   De Bruyne glanced at the back door of the bar, where two big white Russian men were chatting and drinking while staring at him.

   Realizing that he would definitely not be able to escape, De Bruyne gave up his plan to touch the gun, frowned and said, "What are you trying to do? I don't even know what you're talking about!"

Sanderson was not looking at De Bruyne, who was aggressive and inward. He turned to the direction of the bar, lay down lazily on the bar and took a sip of whiskey, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Kevin, Kevin, Kevin, help me Your boss contacted an international agency to find him two mercenaries as bodyguards...

  You took advantage of your position to smuggle several batches of arms from Belgium to Yakoma. "

  Speaking, Sanderson looked sideways at De Bruyne, whose face changed drastically, and grinned and said, "You admit it?"

   De Bruyne shook his head and said, "I didn't!"

   Sanderson laughed and said with a smile: "I don't care, I'm not a judge!"

Speaking of which, Sanderson motioned for De Bruyne to sit down, then stared at the wine glass in front of him, and said softly: "I can assume that you don't know that your boss is stealing an owner's gold mine with a lunatic named Boykin. .

  Originally our idea was to kill you all, and then take away the gold and a certain share of compensation belonging to my boss.

  But my boss is in a good mood now, he thinks the previous **** is enough, so he wants to give you a chance. "

There is no murderous or domineering thing on Sanderson, but De Bruyne just felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, especially when Sanderson put a mobile phone on the bar and swiped a mobile phone with his fingers. When a photo was given to him, he felt that the air in the bar was about to condense.

   De Bruyne can probably guess what his boss is doing, but he really doesn't know that the gold mine is a slave mine, let alone that the boss's partner is a lunatic.

  He used his relationship to smuggle a batch of arms from Belgium and hand them over to the boss to make a fortune, but he really didn't know the details.

   Looking at the photo of the boss and two mercenaries in the corpse pit, holding their intestines and crying, De Bruyne nervously knocked down the wine glass in front of him, then hurriedly wiped the bar with his hands, and at the same time signaled the bartender not to come over.

   "What exactly do you want to do? I am just a colleague with Browne. I did help him deal with some things, but I didn't know the inside story at the time."

  De Bruyne lowered his volume, looked at Sanderson nervously, and said: "If you want to take away the gold, I can cooperate with you, don't hurt my guys, they don't know anything."

Sanderson was very satisfied with De Bruyne's state. He said with a smile: "Just because you cooperate with Boykin, my boss can kill you, or let the Congolese Defense Forces catch you and send you to the deepest part of the Congo. In a dark cell until death.

  But as I said earlier, my boss is in a good mood now, so..."

  (end of this chapter)