Two hours later, in the restaurant opposite the old building, Samod and Bobby walked out with arms around each other.

Barnett, who was holding a Springfield sniper rifle and waiting for 2 hours, was not impatient at all, and quietly looked at Samode's forehead in the scope.

The two of them seemed to have endless words to say, standing at the door and still talking, the car that picked them up was slowly coming from the corner.

Barnett is like a veteran hunter, and his prey has fallen into the net. Now, you only need to wait until the moment they completely relax.

The car parked in front of the restaurant door, and the parking guy got off and opened the door, and in a flash...

Bang.

Bobby fell down in response, and the door was in a mess. Only Samode, who was hurriedly taken into the car by his subordinates, looked at the window opposite before closing the door and showed a strange smile.

It was 40 minutes after the police arrived, and all the bicycles and running people rushed over. After confirming whether they were shot or precision sniper rifles, this matter attracted attention.

After the police station contacted the local ASCHUN branch, Bobby's body was quickly taken away, and the people came to handle it again, indicating that they would handle this matter by themselves, and both sides were very happy.

It would be great for the police to get rid of the trouble.

ASCHUN has a great influence in the local area and not everyone can investigate it. If the police want to enter ASCHUN's door, they must hand over the gun first.

The domineering style has become the norm under the dual preparation of money and strength.

Not long after this ended, the monk and his group rushed to the branch, but they just happened to miss the police who came to hand over the handover.

"Head, the branch looks quite grand." Everyone was excited to come to the branch as the monk was full of wild animals, insects and ants, and the surrounding training grounds were full of deserts.

The West African branch is located in the French colony, in the future Guinea. The entire branch is about a basketball court, and the center is surrounded by four buildings.

Compared with the surrounding small dilapidated buildings and wooden houses, they can be regarded as luxury houses.

"Everyone is cheering up. It's not for vacation to come to you." The monk reminded them of the purpose of this trip.

"I know, head." The young man who looked a little tender but firm, smiled and said, "We are all ready."

"Don't do anything randomly, listen to my orders." The monk was also very troubled by the excitement shown by these guys.

Long-term drinking of blood and eating feta, living in the wilderness and isolated from the world made them extremely wild and lacked the fear of life and death.

After all, the practical exercises in the training ground are no less inferior to the real battlefield.

In the annual training camp, half of them survived would be considered a burning incense. One third of these people would retire due to injuries and be transferred to logistics and civil service.

But I wonder how they would feel nervous about the possible gunfight that could happen after having experienced this.

If everyone could have a cup of vodka, the bolt had been opened, and they were swooping towards the room at the end, shouting to kill everyone.

"Samod, haha, I'm still worried that you're not here!" After registering, the monk met Saamod in the office.

And all the people he brought were taken to the lounge to rest, where there were food and wine, and they had not prepared black pearl-like beauty.

"Long time no see, monk." After stepping forward and hugging hard, the two laughed loudly at the same time, and the scene seemed very harmonious.

"Is there any big move for the headquarters to send you here this time?" Asking the monk to take his seat, Satsuma took out his treasured cigar and handed it to him: "Look at it often, good things."

"Thank you..." The monk nodded enjoyably and said, "When you leave, you must leave two boxes for me, otherwise I won't let you go."

"Where are you going?" Samore sat beside him, the stormy smoke covered his face, making it hard to see.

"When you go back to the headquarters and reinstate, you know that the head of ASCHUN will take the rotation, because the situation in West Africa is special, so it has been dragged until now.

This time, the boss asked me to temporarily serve as minister and wait until the right candidate is selected before I can take over. Then I can go back and enjoy my happiness again."

"Sunshine, beach and beauty?" Samode said with a smile.

"I think you can't wait to see the three indispensable things in life."

"Of course, it's just... the work here is not over yet. Some mining areas are experiencing small-scale battles. Robbers, militias, and robbers pretending to be military police often plunder, causing considerable trouble and losses to the mining areas, and transportation is also very troublesome. If I leave..."

"If you leave, will the ASCHUAN be able to drive it?" the monk teased.

"How could it be? I have made many friends in West Africa over the years. It would be much easier to introduce them to you before leaving." Samode seemed to be not planning to resist.

But the monk didn't think so. "Introducing friends" to meet him, I'm afraid he's going to find an opportunity to kill him directly!

"Okay, let me know after the arrangement is made, and I will stay in the central hotel." The monk stood up and wanted to leave.

"The branch has many rooms, enough for you to live in." Samoy looked at him with a smile.

"It's better to sleep soundly in the hotel. The branch is waiting for you to leave. There's still time." After leaving the office, the monk stopped and looked at the closed door behind him with a sneer.

Sure enough, this guy was not honest at all. Next, he should find an opportunity to meet Bobby and Barnett to see which side they were on.

The meeting with Barnett went smoothly. That night, both sides met in a tavern on the outskirts of the city, but they didn't meet Bobby.

"Where is Bobby?" asked the monk.

"Dead."

"What did you do?"

"Um."

The calm conversation ended, and the monk sighed; "It seems that things are in trouble."

"No." Barnett looked up and mocked, "As long as you kill you, the trouble will naturally be gone."

"It seems that you are planning to follow Samo. What benefits did he give you?" The monk was not surprised at all.

Before coming, Bobby had been in contact with him. The last news said that he would pretend to be close to the other party and try to find out how much power the other party was hiding.

Now he was dead, and Barnett seemed to have identified his identity and solved him without hesitation, and the mystery here naturally became clear.

rustle……

The surrounding footsteps were heard frequently, and soon the tavern was surrounded, and the bartenders and guests inside disappeared.

People living here are the best at observing their words and expressions. Once they find that the situation is not good, they will immediately run away. It is important to save their lives first.

"It's not ASCHEUN, but Heisha mercenary. I am the second-in-command. Now I get more than ten times more coins every year. I don't have to follow any rules. Why not do it?"

The picture was revealed, and Barnett was too lazy to hide it anymore. He swept away the wine glass in front of him and stood up and smiled.

"You are so sure, will he fulfill his promise?" The monk was a little confused: "Besides, where is your family?"

"They are already on the way, and the boss is so kind that I can easily take them out of America." Barnett had already arranged everything.

His family went abroad in the name of traveling and should have already arrived in the Mediterranean.
Chapter completed!