Walt?

Nicholas Don?

That man!

Oma's face suddenly collapsed, and the facial muscles were twitching.

"Mr. Nicholas has a long-term cooperative relationship with us, and is quite upright and has a good personal relationship with me. What I just called me was talking about." Cherkovsho said, pointing to the red landline.

Oma knew that Tang Dao’s channel was in Eastern Europe, but unexpectedly it was in Ukraine.

This made him feel panicked.

After all, Edid sent him here and was sneaky. The most important thing is that Asian is not a simple person. When she smiles, she is like a vulture. Her eyes can make you tremble all over.

"You should know each other, right? Or come and meet me?"

Oma quickly shook her hand and smiled dryly, "No...no, I have some other things later, so I won't be stunned." While saying that, he glanced at his watch and picked up his bag, he looked hurried, "General, you'll be busy first, I'll leave first."

He walked around the table and when he reached the door, he turned his head and smiled embarrassedly, "General Cherkovso, please don't talk about this with Mr. Nicholas."

Cherkovsau, who was buttoning, paused his hand and smiled, "Don't worry, I've never been a gossiper."

Only then did Oma leave with peace of mind.

After he finished, the Ukrainian talent said again, "But if it can be sold at a good price, why not?"

…

Just bandage yourself a little injury like broken skin and rotten flesh.

Just to disinfect the wound, I need to wipe it with alcohol. Tang Dao sat on the sofa, lifted his clothes, gritted his teeth, and signaled Mister to take action. The latter dipped the alcohol with cotton wool and carefully applied it on the wound.

hiss!

Tang Dao took a deep breath.

The pain from his arms made his head clearer, with his cheeks bulging and his veins not appearing. After Mister finished disinfecting, Tang Dao was covered in cold sweat, blood on his eyes, and blood on his face slowly reappeared. He let out a long breath. He held his breath in his heart, picked up the red wine on the table with his right hand and took a big sip. This could relieve the feedback from the cerebral cortex to the pain.

"Boss, General Cherkovso is here." The employee guarding the door walked in and said.

"Please come in."

Tang Dao retracted his hand and tied the gauze. After moving slightly, he felt swelling.

The Ukrainians had Soviet hairstyles and turned toward leadership characteristics. When they came in, they were very anxious, "g! Are they injured so seriously?"

actor!

They are all actors.

Tang Dao exclaimed in his heart. Sure enough, politicians are all two-faced, but this man is in the world, and he is all about acting. He is not a vegetarian. He holds his injured hand with his right hand, licks his dry lips, and signals him to sit down. Then he bent down and takes out a camel from under the table, leans against the edge and knocks it. A cigarette slips out, holds it in his mouth, and reaches towards Cherkovso. The latter hesitates for a while, and is also a little addicted to smoking, pulls out one.

"Bitches are raised!"

Tang Dao took a deep breath of cigarette, spit out smoke, turned around his forehead, then slapped the table, swearing.

Almost scared Cherkovso, he turned around, coughed, took the cigarette and put it in his hand, "We will investigate this matter and give you a satisfactory answer."

d!

What a big deal to investigate your own inner demon?

"Just leave this matter to us. I don't want to bother you. However, I do think that the security in Kiev made me think I am in Somalia." Tang Dao still didn't forget to squeeze Cherkovso. Even if the latter had a thick-skinned face, he was blushing at this time.

Since 1999, Ukraine's crime rate has increased at a 20% growth rate every quarter, and society is really about to collapse!

But there is nothing to do with him. He is just an admiral. In such a system, he can turn around if he lacks it. He can only muffled and not answered, pretending to be silent and golden.

Tang Dao raised his eyelids, and when he saw the other party's appearance as grandson, he was not interested in continuing to damage him. He stopped talking and smoked with his eyebrows frowned.

Seeing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Chirkovso crossed his hands, rubbed his tiger's mouth and said the serious matter, "The weapons and equipment you ordered in advance have been sorted out. The female deer and the main battle tank have been disassembled and transported to the airport warehouse."

So fast?

This is really a bit surprising. The speed of selling weapons and equipment is not slow, and it is really a little surprising.

Thesavir company mainly transported this batch of cargo by Il-76 and cargo ship. The former has already been docked at the Ukrainian military airport. Due to various limitations during design, the aircraft's cargo hold width is limited, so the Soviet main battle tank had to remove the side skirts to be installed in the cargo hold. For example, a T-62 main battle tank weighs 40 tons. How much can this transport be installed? For example, these large objects have no choice but to ship by sea, while some small toys are loaded by fat people.

"You can take people to inspect the goods now," Cherkov said.

"Of course, this is the best, I can't wait."

This batch of goods is what Eritrea wants. As long as it is delivered, it will be at least 100 million. Only with this money can Tang Dao display many ideas in his mind, such as setting up intelligence agencies, think tank agencies, systematically cultivating combat talents, etc., all of which are all for money.

Cherkovso pointed at his hand, "Or, you can rest well and send someone to follow me."

"It's okay, my feet are not broken." Tang Dao said.

The main reason is that if he doesn't see those "little babies", his injuries will be even worse.

The Ukrainian shrugged and did not force it. He also expected Tang Dao to inspect the goods early and then transfer money. There were still many people waiting to share the spoils.

...

Kurt's eyelids kept pounding. Now he felt that even the Luohan soup in front of him didn't taste much. He wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up, pulled open the chair and wanted to go to the bathroom. But as soon as he stood up, he saw two sturdy white men walking in from the restaurant, wearing suits and buzz cuts.

The two sides looked at each other in the air, and then... sparks exploded!

Kurt ran away, and the two white men hurriedly chased after him.

fake!

The main reason is that he doesn't know why he ran, but the subconscious mind of the cerebral cortex told him that these two people are here to find him.

Bang!

In a panic, Kurt directly hit a waiter serving the food. The Luohan soup she was carrying was scattered in the air, splashing around the guests screaming. He himself was also very hot, and he threw himself on the table, picked up the basin and smashed it over, and was dodged by the other party one by one.

He lifted the table and ran towards the kitchen of the restaurant. He was so panicked that the chef inside was shocked when he saw this, but he still dispersed with tactfulness. Kurt couldn't run away now.

"Who are you!"

This question is stupid. After looking at each other, the two white men were too lazy to answer. They stepped forward together, grabbed him left and right, pressed his head, and stuffed it into the pot on the gas stove, with oil rolling inside.

Pooh...

The oil stains kept exploding upwards, making Kurt's face hurt. He shouted in horror, "Stop, stop, you are committing a crime!"

"Sir, our boss thinks you have too many mouths. He asked me to tell you not to move any more. You hate it!" One of the people said in his ear.

But as soon as they finished speaking, they let go of their hands, obviously not intending to really fry him.

Kurt's legs became weak, he sat on the ground, swallowed his mouth, and his Adam's apple rolled away.

Is this a warning?

boss?

He suddenly thought of Nicholas. He had nothing but his line. He was so sad, or frightened, angry...

That Asian really dares to touch himself?

After watching the two white men leave, Kurt held his hands and wanted to get up, but this was really scared. His legs and feet were weak and his tears were almost dripping. He shouted at the guests who came over to watch the fun, "Help...help me!"

A few brave ones came over, helped him up, suddenly sniffed his nose, and looked at his lower body.
Chapter completed!