There are few stars at sunset and the sky is red with frost.

The beauty of the desert can always make people forget the hidden dangers inside for a moment.

dark night…

It has never been a battlefield for humans.

There are lizards with tongues sticking out, hyenas with glowing green eyes, and cold rattlesnakes, all acting out the wars that humans have "performed" during the day.

Fighting is always the main theme of the earth.

Tribe de Fetour.

In the emir's tent, the lights are brightly lit.

People were constantly coming in and out carrying meat and coconut milk.

Nasser sat high on the throne, with Varane, an acquaintance, on his left, the animal hunter Gao Jun had met before, and sitting on his right was the black man who had accompanied Blair on Major General Harold's birthday.

That's the French guy who sells blood plasma.

"Mr. Chatham, try our specialties here." Nasser said with a smile.

The black man looked at the shape of the food on the tableware and asked, "Is this a lizard?"

"Yes, it's very nutritious. Eating more can keep you strong." Nasser grabbed the lizard meat and started to bite into large pieces.

Chatham felt a little queasy.

Damn it, how long has it been since then? Have you forgotten the hard and simple style of your ancestors on the plantation?

People's foot pot chickens still often go to Siberia to pay homage to their ancestors.

"Mr. Chatham, when will the first batch of supplies from your company arrive?"

The black man wiped the oil stains on his hands, "The first batch of 160 m12 submachine guns, 100 mabpa-15s and 60,000 rounds of ammunition have been shipped to the Port of Paris. Our company also comes with four mo-120-rt-61

Type 120mm mortar, the price here is 60% of the market price.”

Nasser's eyes lit up when he heard this. Of course it was the best thing to give him. With a smile on his face, he praised him and couldn't help but complain, "If Varane hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have known that Asian man had never been there before.

I’ve cheated so much money here!”

Chatham and Varane looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Although they do business separately, they belong to the same perfume trading company and have many connections in France.

This is normal. Nokia also engaged in arms manufacturing. DuPont was the one who invented silk stockings and was once an arms giant. What does this mean?

You may lose money in anything you do, but selling arms is absolutely impossible!

In addition to selling plasma, Chatham also specializes in opening arms trade channels for the company, so he approached Ravane, who had a good relationship with him and was familiar with many tribal leaders in the desert.

He told Nasser in his ear how the rocket launchers sold by Gao Jun were outdated and expensive. In fact, Ravanet had no conflict with Gao Jun at all.

But isn’t that what doing business is?

Try your best to belittle your opponent's goods and raise your own value, so as to achieve the goal of making buyers switch. In the final analysis, it is still profit!

Everything in this world is nothing more than interests. Your interests determine your stance, and your stance determines your behavior. Many people think that women are gentler and more civilized than men. Then why do most countries in the world

Are the leaders all men?

Because men’s desire for conquest and brutality can create more benefits.

Right or wrong is not that important, at least in business.

Several people raised camel milk to toast, and then they heard shouts from outside. Nasser frowned and nodded towards the two of them, "Take a seat first, I'll go out and take a look."

When I walked out of the tent, I saw a dozen people running outside.

"What's wrong?" he shouted.

"Emil (leader), Mori is missing and hasn't come back yet. Someone saw him running out of the tribe with Rabe. Let's go find them." A bearded man said excitedly.

Nasser frowned, raised his head and looked into the night, "Look for it, the range is limited to 20 kilometers. If you can't find it, come back. You are not allowed to exceed this distance."

"good!"

A search team of dozens of people rushed out of the tribe.

Because it was common for him to get lost because of his fun, Nasser didn't care. It was bad luck and he died of a poisonous scorpion. It was a common thing.

…

Rabe followed Miller into the hotel. He saw the latter saying a few words to a white man. The other person raised his head and glanced at him. He smiled politely and said, "Come with me, sir, the boss is waiting for you."

For a long time."

After going up the stairs, deep in the corridor on the second floor, the white man knocked on the door, then pushed it open, "Boss, Mr. Rabe is here."

Rabe opened his eyes wide and saw a man sitting in the room. That face was all too familiar.

"Yuri." He couldn't help shouting.

Gao Jun stood up with a smile, "Long time no see, Rabe."

"Why is it you? I thought..."

"I'm sorry to come to you this way, but I don't think Mr. Nasser welcomes me very much now."

Rabe looked embarrassed, he knew what happened.

Gao Jun smiled and said to Umbrella, "Let Taylor give you two sheets of black tea and a basin of snacks."

"Okay, boss."

Umbrella exited and closed the door behind her.

"Sit down, feel free to do it." Gao Jun leaned back on the sofa, picked up the cigar on the coffee table, and gestured, "Do you mind?"

"No...it's okay." Rabe said restlessly.

Gao Jun crossed his legs, the lighter clicked, and he pulled it open with his thumb. A string of flames lit up, he lit the cigar, flicked it, closed the lid, and threw it on the coffee table.

"Huh? It's pretty good. It costs 20 US dollars a piece. If it were the same before, I would really be reluctant to smoke it. But Mr. Nasser made me a little profit last time, so I feel a little confident."

Rabe was under the eaves and had to apologize. He rubbed his hands nervously back and forth on his knees. There was too much sweat on his palms. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Gao Jun speak.

"I remember Nasser also has a son, right?"

"Well, I'm studying in the United States." Although Rabe didn't know why he asked, he still answered truthfully.

"Nasser has been the emir for more than 30 years, which is a bit long. Moreover, I heard that he was planning to recruit his son back? That's right. When young people return from their studies, they naturally have to build their own homes, but I

I'm curious, do you think Nasser will transfer the title of Emir to his son?" Gao Jun held his hands and raised his head, thinking, but his eyes kept staring at Rabe.

These were all "bought" from Taylor, the broker, who of course also sold information.

In fact, Rabe is Nasser's half-brother. Unexpectedly.

"However, I think young people don't understand anything, so they should learn more from their uncle, what do you think?"

Rabe clenched his fists and smiled stiffly, "Nasser has his own ideas."

"Actually, I think you are more suitable to be Nasser than him." Gao Jun looked over and asked, "Do you want to do it?"

Rabe's breath stopped suddenly, but hypocrisy will be punished after death, and... was he really not moved?

"I can help you."

The room became quiet.

Finally, a hoarse voice sounded, "How to do it?"

"Wouldn't it be enough if Nasser died?" Gao Jun said with a smile.

"not easy."

"It's easy, Mr. Rabe. I can help you if you want."

Rabe raised his head and looked at Gao Jun, "What do you want?"

"I'm just an arms dealer. All I want is channels and stable business. If you can guarantee my interests, the next thing you have to do is clean up and wait for your position."

Does he look like...

Provoking an internal struggle?

In fact, the best thing is that Nasser does not die, and then Rabe takes his entourage away, allowing them to have a fierce conflict, and Gao Jun is full.

But the situation in this place is not right, and we cannot stay here for a long time. We should use this method in Africa.

Leave a good name here...

When the time comes, big dog owners will come looking for me one after another.

It always pays to support someone close to you.

It can also be used as a transport team in the future.
Chapter completed!