"Brother Dog, how is your house prepared?" At home, Li Zitao was chatting casually with Wang Dagou, who had just returned from the training camp.

"Look." Wang Dagou said with a smile: "There are three floors, with 9 bedrooms, two studies, bathroom, kitchen, and everything in the room."

"That's right, all I need is a hostess." Li Zitao joked.

It's not a problem for the two of them to live together all the time. Sooner or later they will have to start their own families, but when it comes to this matter, Wang Dagou's attitude is the most worrying.

"It depends on fate." Wang Dagou said nonchalantly.

"You stay here every day. I think that fate will have to fall from the sky and hit you on the head." Li Zitao said helplessly.

He said hello to George, Andre, Hans, Monk, and Lao Huang about pulling a red line for Wang Dagou.

Even at the think tank and secretary's office, he often mentioned this matter.

"If there is any dance or bachelor party, remember to call the king. He needs to find a suitable female companion." The boss said it himself, so he must take it seriously!

This group of people is quite enthusiastic. If there are any gatherings, bachelor parties, sororities, etc., they will call the training camp and invite Wang Dagou to go with them.

But this guy only went there twice, and after that he said he didn't want to go again.

"A group of people are like idiots, hugging each other around in circles for half the night. The food is not delicious. If I have that time, I might as well come back and do a few sets of boxing. It will be more comfortable to move around."

…

What can you do to Li Zitao when you encounter such a stupid person?

Simply desperate!

"Should we hold a special blind date club? Otherwise, I think he will be a pill for the rest of his life." Li Zitao couldn't help but guess.

"By the way, that woman, when are you going to let her meet Norma?" Wang Dagou mentioned the woman he sent, Gladys Barker.

"Wait a minute, what does the doctor say?" Li Zitao asked.

"Her condition is very unstable and requires long-term treatment." Wang Dagou is in charge of Bakker's arrangements in Chicago, and he is very aware of these situations.

"When the doctor thinks she can have contact with the child." Li Zitao wants to give Norma a healthy and loving mother.

He is not a psychopath who is violent, alcoholic, and addicted to drugs, and may die at any time.

Li Zitao stayed in Area 22 until dinner and then left. When he arrived at the Pangma Hotel, Little Elk and Greta had also finished dinner and were admiring today's harvest in the room.

"..." Looking at the living room with nowhere to go, Li Zitao said with a confused face: "Are you emptying out Michigan Avenue?"

"No, at most half." Greta said calmly.

That's like saying, 'It's only half a street, basic operations, basic operations!!'

"You may need an injection for treatment!" Li Zitao stepped forward and picked up Greta, striding toward the bedroom.

"Jesse." Greta's humming came from the room with the door open, and Li Zitao's call made the little elk's legs weaken.

"Don't even think about it, humph..." Greta's reactionary force was easily suppressed by Li Zitao before it took shape.

The little elk with weak legs moved towards the door Nono, ready to receive the treatment from Dr. Charlie, "Can you use a small syringe, eh eh eh..."

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Thousands of miles away in Africa, Liberia, the capital, Monrovia.

"Are you leaving?" Inside the hotel,

The white girl on the bed said reluctantly, this black man spends a lot of money, but he is a rare wealthy man.

"This is yours." He took out 5 US dollars from his pocket, put it on the bed, and went out.

"Hey, man, be careful." The person who went upstairs brushed aside and shouted to Satsuma, but unfortunately all he was left with was an indifferent back.

Since experiencing failure and loss here, Satsuma has become more and more cold-blooded towards the 'brothers' here.

These guys only have profit in their eyes. For money, they never find it difficult to shoot "brothers" with the same skin color.

So Samode also understood the meaning of war for the first time under the education of reality.

It may be an exaggeration to say war, but to him, this is war.

Every day he lives here is accompanied by bullets, blood and death. Summer has learned to adapt and how to relax and enjoy himself.

"Head, this way." The people who had finished their rest gathered in front of the bar, preparing to return to the camp to continue their tasks.

Going back with them were 30 white girls, 10 barrels of ale newly arrived at the port, as well as some cigarettes, cigars, recreational baseballs, footballs, etc.

Except for the girls, other things are regular field benefits. Every month they will receive some gadgets that can relax their minds.

The truck carrying these things was a means of transportation that Morgan "borrowed" for them from the U.S. military station in Monrovia.

"Is there that thing?" Summer asked after getting in the car.

"Hey, here." A palm-sized box was handed over. When he opened it, he saw that it was a compressed piece of opium that looked like a square brick.

"Put it away." He threw it back to his men and drove the car towards the border.

After arriving at the border, the convoy passed the checkpoint easily, and ahead was the West African colony of Country F. The grinning sergeant was already waving and greeting him.

"Look what our friends have gained?" The car stopped next to the checkpoint, and the sergeant looked at the car meaningfully.

"Bud, come on, I know the rules." This was not the first time the two parties had dealt with each other, so Summer knew exactly what he wanted.

A bundle of 10-dollar bills was stuffed into his pocket, and Satsuma patted the car and prepared to leave.

"Now, get out of the car and get checked." Unexpectedly, Bud, who had received the money, turned ruthless and suddenly shouted with a cold face.

"Bud, what's the problem?" Summer looked a little ugly.

"I said, get out of the car and get checked." The soldier in front of the car raised his weapon.

Satsuma glanced at the other party with a dark face and said in a low voice: "Get out of the car."

Just when he got off the car, Satsuma made a secret movement towards the men in the car, and naturally pressed down with his palms.

The women in the back compartment lay down on the compartment with their heads in their hands as soon as something went wrong. In this chaotic country, such scenes are not uncommon.

"Everyone in the carriage, come out." Bud raised the muzzle of his gun, signaling everyone to obey and do as he was told.

Wow

The 12 team members in the rear car raised their weapons and instantly aimed at Bud and the soldiers in front of the car.

"Summer, don't forget where this is." Seeing the other party's actions, Bud growled with a livid face.

"Now, I need you to tell me, what happened?" Satsuma seemed not to have heard the other party's threat, and pulled out the pistol from his waist and put it against the other party's head.
Chapter completed!