In the desert at night.

The headlights of the trailer shone like the sun, and any animals they spotted around them ran away in fear, while the bolder ones hid not far away, hesitating whether to rush up and take a bite.

only…

The giant steel beast didn't know where to start.

I could only watch them leave.

There was a burst of thunder in the sky, and light rain fell. Don't doubt that there is rain in this area.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, we finally arrived at the border guard station.

Tyler and Umbrella get out of the car.

The former covered his head and ran quickly to the guard box, while the latter held a big bag in his hand. Gao Jun sat in the car and smoked a cigarette, while the wiper shook its head back and forth on the glass, making a harsh hissing sound.

He turned and looked outside the glass.

Umbrella opened the bag, and there were stacks of Saudi Riyals inside, about 50,000, which was about more than 10,000 US dollars.

Do you think the arms dealer business is easy?

The auxiliary expenses are huge, forging documents, setting up shell companies, selling insurance, and hiring temporary workers. There is also a lot of money to bribe others. Without bribing others, it is impossible to enter the industry. Give this madman a sum, and give that bald man a bundle.

, this is a very expensive business.

200,000 sold 12 tanks in exchange for cans and liquor...

Earn some hard money.

Those border guards were very happy when they saw the money, like...

The black dog is in spring.

Gave Umbrella and Tyler a big hug.

The railing blocking the refugees in front was easily opened, and all it took was a small fee. The other officer stood in the rain and waved goodbye to them.

Taylor, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shook his head, turned to Tonikov, who was driving next to him, and said with a smile, "As soon as I opened the bag, I conquered them. I did what the Jews couldn't do."

"Do you know the pleasure of saying hello to the money? Man." Taylor knocked open the plaque, took out Yida from inside, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

Tonikov stared into the distance, "Understood."

"Do you really understand?"

"I really understand."

Taylor turned to look at him, smiled and nodded.

Children all know that they have to use it to buy candy.

From birth to death, it is the most inseparable thing.

Just across the border is Yemen.

They did not enter the city and found an abandoned gas station. As soon as they got off the car, they saw the sky light up.

Gao Jun raised his head and said, "The Yemeni people are very enthusiastic. As soon as we arrived, they set off fireworks."

The price is just a bit expensive.

This round, one car should be gone. Of course, the Yemeni warlords are very poor and it is unlikely that they can blow up a "BMW". It should be an ordinary "Ford" car.

"Have you contacted anyone yet?" Gao Jun turned around and asked.

"I contacted you half an hour ago, but you haven't come yet?"

As Taylor was cursing and about to make a phone call, a big light came closer and closer (a real big light!).

Two extremely yellow pickup trucks were parked not far away, chattering something.

"Damn, what I hate most about God is that he always likes to let some fools talk nonsense about him!" Gao Jun threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

"Boss, they asked us if we were delivering goods?" translator Victor Xue said from the side.

"Do you still understand Yemeni?"

"This is almost the same as Arabic." The young man said very modestly.

This guy is definitely a talent.

He is very suitable to be a secretary and confidant, but it depends on whether he is sensible and loyal? What is the use of this thing?

A knife stuck in the middle of the heart, the word "betrayed" comes out!

In any age, if you are looking for a younger brother, of course you have to find someone who has "like-minded personalities." When your interests are tied together, he won't betray you.

Of course, someone may offer a higher price, so you are richer and more powerful than your opponent.

When you come out to hang out, don't be a bastard.

Gao Jun walked over, followed by Umbrella, Tonikov, Banicles, and Alva, all of whom were quite aggressive and armed with weapons.

He looked at the opposite side. He couldn't tell that it was in tatters, but it wasn't much better.

But the leader in the front was wearing a military uniform and a beret, and it looked like that.

"Yuri, Nicholas Yuri." Gao Jun took off his gloves and stretched out his hand.

"Wollaston Rodney, you can call me Ronnie. Welcome to a democratic country."

Gao Jun looked around, "Democratic country? That's a great statement."

"As long as I defeat those people, I can control the election. At that time, my word will be democracy."

!!!

"Your tanks are over there, do you need to take a look? There are 10 more that will be delivered in the next 10 hours." Gao Jun nodded, not wanting to talk to the other party about this kind of thing, and pointed back.

The full trailer covered with a big cloth said.

"Of course, I want to see my friends." Ronnie said with a smile. After the tarpaulin was pulled apart, he looked at it with greedy eyes, reached out and touched it, and then

He put it under his nose and smelled it, then licked it with his tongue, looking intoxicated.

Gao Jun stood nearby with a look of disgust on his face.

Damn you...

What the hell, do you want me to put some engine oil on you?

No, engine oil is expensive.

I'll get you some mud and still keep the original flavor.

"Does any of you know how to drive?" Gao Jun asked casually.

This was originally just a simple sentence, like "Have you eaten?"

As a result, Ronnie shook his head and said, "No."

Hold!

"You don't know how to drive, so you want to buy a tank?"

Ronnie said in an innocent tone, "You just need to teach us which is the throttle and which is the transmitter. Isn't it very simple? Even a dog can do it, right?"

Gao Jun's forehead was covered with black lines.

So tough?

But they are indeed broken. Are there any traffic regulations on this road? Are there still national standard street lights?

"Tonikov, teach them!" Gao Jun threw this difficult problem to the Soviet guy, who heard it clearly and his eyelids were trembling.

Ronnie was very happy to hear this, "Yuri, you are such a good friend, thank you."

"As long as the customer needs it, we can do it. By the way, I want to inspect it in Yemen in the past two days..."

"Inspection?"

Ronnie glanced at him and said, "No problem, I'll let my son bring you, Maguire, over here." He turned back and waved to a kid in his teens.

The other person looked very carefree, with a gold ring on his finger and a 56-1 submachine gun. However, the decoration seemed to be different, so it should be unique.

"Did you hear what I said?" Ronnie asked his son.

"Understood!" Maguire saluted lazily, but his eyes were looking at Gao Jun unscrupulously.

Boss Gao doesn't like these eyes!

Not polite at all!

But for the sake of business, you still have to give a certain amount of respect. Who calls your father a warlord?

sometimes…

Who doesn’t want to have tens of thousands of pocket money every month just to sleep?

Life is good, and you don't have to worry about food or clothing, that's what you call lying down and winning.

Some people say it's too unfair.

Oh…

fair?

Fairness is not for the poor.
Chapter completed!