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Chapter 118: Thief

Tang Dao stayed in Cape Town for two days.

He wanted to feel the enthusiasm of the South African people.

Since the Portuguese navigator Bartholomew Dias discovered Cape Town in the 5th century, it has been occupied by European immigrants, but they also brought the most advanced urban construction concepts in the world at that time.

So much so that there are still a large number of 5th century buildings preserved in the city.

As one of the most economical cities in South Africa, you can also experience the splendor of nightlife here.

Tang Dao went to the bar. If he wasn't afraid of AIDS, he might be able to hook up with some black roses.

In the dark nights of prosperity, Cape Town also has one of the highest homicide rates in the world. In addition, AIDS, tuberculosis and frequent flour crimes are also problems that Cape Town needs to face.

"It would be a pity not to plant some seeds in this place..."

When Tang Dao got on the plane, he still looked back reluctantly. The black guys here have to learn to pick up their beliefs and resist racial discrimination. However, this should be done soon. A guy named "Black Mamba" will

Successfully turning developed countries into developing countries will be the best node to spread hope.

There were three of them when they came, but five when they left.

The other two were Spearman Browning and Larkin Maxwell, both of whom were chirping along the way and had many topics to talk about.

"Sir, can you guys take a break? I think we need to rest." Tang Dao pulled off the small cotton blanket on his body, tilted his head and rolled his eyes. The two of them smiled awkwardly and closed their mouths, but they were just quiet.

It lasted for two or three minutes, and then the mosquito-like sound slowly started to creep up.

This science guy... is really either extremely boring or extremely talkative.

The flight lasted for nearly three hours, and finally landed at Mogadishu International Airport in Somalia at around 7 p.m.

John came with 30 fully armed Umbrella employees to greet him, and also pulled a bp-infantry fighting vehicle over to clear the way.

Since he and Aidid were in the honeymoon period, the other party didn't pay much attention to it. They just removed the 73mm cannon from the back and replaced it with an anti-aircraft machine gun, but this was enough to scare those villains.

As soon as Tang Dao got out of the car, John handed him a windbreaker and helped him put it on. He consciously stood beside him and took on the responsibility of protecting him. He also opened the car door, just like his little brother.

"You are now the person in charge of the umbrella. You don't need to do this. From now on, you can just leave it to Herub."

Herub is also one of the members of NS. He is 75cm tall and is relatively short among European and American bodyguards. However, he is an Italian middleweight boxing champion. He is very good at close combat. He is proficient in Muay Thai, Krav Maga, Judo, etc., and has good hand and foot skills.

He may not be able to defeat him with a knife, and he also holds a US PR first aid certificate, making him very suitable as a bodyguard.

John glanced at the little angel in the passenger seat and patted his shoulder. The latter smiled "shyly".

"Have the orders for Coffey's two tribes at Cape Halfon been shipped?"

Tang Dao took a bite of the chocolate. Although the food on the plane was good, he was afraid of heights. After only a few bites, he felt hungry as soon as he got off the plane. He hid some chocolate to fill his stomach.

Kofi is about to become Tang Dao's best salesperson.

This guy is working hard. Thesavir company's reputation is getting louder and louder in Somalia. Most of the credit is due to him. As long as he can afford it, no matter how much money you have, he can trick you into buying weapons.

For example, the two tribes at Point Hafun, with a combined population of less than 1,000 people, bought 500 AKs, 200 boxes of bullets, 50 boxes of grenades, and even 20 T-46s. Tang Dao was not sure whether the other party would attack them.

It works, but I only care about selling, what you do is none of my business.

He has fully inherited this spirit.

"Sent, Pierce sent someone to deliver it." John nodded and said, paused, glanced out of the corner of his eye, folded his hands, raised his head, closed his eyes in a false sleep, only his cheeks were slightly bulging, "Boss, I found out

, there is something missing in the warehouse.”

Tang Dao stopped chewing, and then started chewing again about three seconds later, "What is it?"

John held his breath and concentrated, "I lost three PSS silent pistols."

The pss silent pistol developed by the Institute of Precision Mechanical Engineering is only 65 mm long and weighs 0.7 kg. It is too easy to steal. Tang Dao has established a warehouse management mechanism from the beginning, with dedicated personnel. This thief

You must be a little too courageous.

"Any clues?"

"Two days ago, someone from the Hayward engineering team approached the warehouse."

"who?"

"angliangzhi!" John's accent was very thick, and it was very difficult to pronounce the name.

Tang Dao frowned and slowly opened his eyes, "Check him!"



Fifty kilometers away from the airport and dormitories for migrant workers.

Xiao Wang buried his head in the quilt, curled up, and leaned against the wall. He was holding a PSS silent pistol in his hand. He wanted to unload the magazine a little clumsily, but he didn't understand, and he planned to use brute force.

Force, if you use force in this action, the people below will feel unhappy.

Bang bang bang!

Someone knocked twice below, which frightened him. He quickly put the phone under the pillow, pretended to be sleepy and lifted the quilt, "Brother Guo, what's wrong?" He also yawned, squinted, like

It looks like he just woke up.

"What are you doing up there, please be gentle." Guo Ziyi rolled her eyes and muttered.

This statement made other people in the dormitory burst into laughter.

"Lao Guo, you are wrong. Xiao Wang is still a young man, so it is inevitable that he will have some ideas. I think there are black girls out there. Let him find one who can be comfortable and have passion for work."

"Are you planning to go back with an illness? His mother gave him to me so that I can make money with him. The first phase of the project will be completed in a few months. We can get more than 13,000 US dollars in that bag.

Bring it home, and it will be enough for him to marry a wife. It is not clean outside, but the one at home is fragrant." Guo Ziyi looked at him sincerely, "I am doing this for your own good."

Xiao Wang nodded to express his understanding, pressed his hand on the pillow, and swallowed nervously.

But Lao Guo thought he was just shy and didn't care. After asking him to restrain himself, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Xiao Wang couldn't sleep with his eyes open. He could feel his heart beating. He raised his head and looked out the window. It was very dark. He secretly looked at his watch in the moonlight. It was 0:45.

.

He climbed up carefully, put on his clothes, opened the pillow, took out two pistols from the cotton wool, hid them in his clothes, raised his hands slightly to prevent them from falling off, climbed down from the upper bunk, and moved carefully, for fear of

He kicked some chair, made a noise, opened the door, and ducked out. He walked along the path very familiarly, his steps were messy, and he looked very nervous.

Wang Liangzhi also couldn’t think of why he would steal things?

At that time, he just heard from Lao Guo and others that the warehouse was full of weapons. He was very curious. After trying to understand the terrain first, he took advantage of the guard handover and broke in. At that time, there was a dazzling array of weapons and ammunition.

The rural boy who had seen so much of the world was stunned. The shock brought by the weapons industry is something he will never forget.

I don’t know which rib was put on the wrong one, but I stole three guns!

And I also took advantage of an opportunity to sell one of them, worth 20 US dollars, to a local businessman. When the other party heard that he still had goods in hand, he expressed his willingness to pay a high price to express friendship, and there were two left for 50 US dollars.

All of them.

You must know that the PSS silent pistol is small in size and powerful. The effective range of the bullet is 50 meters. It can penetrate a standard steel helmet within a range of 25 meters and smash your skull.

The price of Tang Dao on the quotation sheet is: US$370 per piece!

I was completely taken advantage of by this Mogadishu businessman.

They agreed to meet under a dog hole on the right back side of the airport at night, pay with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other.

$50…

Two PSS silent pistols, really ridiculous.

"Mr. Jacques Blanc, Mr. Jacques Blanc." When he arrived at his destination, Wang Liangzhi covered his mouth, lay down at the dog hole, and shouted softly. There was a response from outside. He was happy, moved his body, and turned the dog

He pulled some weeds around the hole and shouted softly, "You throw the money in first, and I'll give you the weapons."

But obviously the other party didn't agree with this plan, so the two sides started to argue, and finally found a plan, one by one. Wang Liangzhi took out the pistol and stretched it out from the kennel, and the other party also handed over the black $50 coupon.

, Ulys Grant is painted on it, this bad old man is really a bit scary in the middle of the night.

"Next one!" Jacques Blanc shouted softly from the opposite side.

Wang Liangzhi hid the fifty dollars in his pocket and felt very happy. He was making so much extra money. Just when he was about to hand over the second pistol, a strong light came over and shone coldly on the side of Wang Liangzhi. His pupils instantly

For a moment, he shrank consciously, turned his head suddenly, and widened his eyes.

The facial expressions are very rich, including surprise, fear, panic...

"Mr. Wang, what are you doing here?" John's face was revealed sideways, smiling meaningfully.

"I...I'm going to the toilet."

This excuse was really good. At this time, Jacques Blanc outside seemed to be impatient and shouted twice more. The color on Wang Liangzhi's face suddenly disappeared.

John didn't bother to explain any more, so he went up and grabbed him and pinned him to the ground.

"You...what are you going to do?" He wanted to struggle, but John hit him with an uppercut on the side of the face, with a fierce look on his face, "Don't give me nonsense, what are you doing? You know very well that you stole this gun.

Come on."

He picked up the remaining pistol from the ground and said.

"I admire your courage to steal our things? Do you think you have lived long enough?"

Wang Liangzhi didn't know much English, but he still understood a few sentences, such as the word "death", which made his heart tremble. He waved his hands and explained, "I...I."

He couldn't find the connection port himself.

Deng Deng Deng...

The sound of crisp footsteps came closer and closer. Gao Jun, wearing a long-sleeved shirt, walked over, looked down at Wang Liangzhi, raised his toes, and stepped on the opponent's right palm!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Chapter completed!
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