Dakar is under martial law and no one is allowed to appear on the streets unless you have connections!

In a red Lexus car, Waters, who was sitting in the back, held a cigarette in his hand, "Yuri, is what you said true?"

Gao Jun felt helpless. There must be something wrong with this guy. Why would he ask both sides about something he was sure of? Do you think I, Mr. Gao, am the kind of person who doesn't mean what he says?

I have integrity!

"Don't worry, Mr. Waters, my business will never increase prices at critical moments, and I sell them cheaper than others. If you feel that others are cheaper than mine in the future, you can ask me for a refund.

"

Arms, no one should be refunding this thing... right?

But even if someone refunds the money, they have to contact him. Boss Gao doesn't look like he works in an office. When you call him, he might be on his way to the execution ground?

"A large-caliber artillery can have the power of about 1,500 grenades. It can destroy a small building directly for you. You don't need to buy insurance. The price is very cheap, only about 30,000 US dollars!" Gao Jun said of course.

For a new warlord like Cambesto, the "exaggerated" power of his own hell cannon is the most important.

The war between internal factions is far more prominent than external pressure. Maybe yesterday it was Nubia, and the day after tomorrow it will be Cambesto?

Leaders change in Africa faster than dog authors change their underwear.

Waters is an amateur. He doesn't know that weapons need to be considered in terms of model, rate of fire, etc. He just thinks that they are powerful.

Uh... of course there is a certain truth to it. The rabbit in the east is a senior patient with a large caliber.

To a certain extent, both men and women like thick and big ones.

"That's good, so I can say something nice to you in front of Cambesto." Waters patted his chest and said with a satisfied smile on his face, as if he had already seen himself being praised by his brother-in-law.

The luncheon was held in the Senegal Palace of the Republic, on Dakar Seneg Street, not far from the Theodore Monod Museum of African Art donated by France.

Gao Jun looked at this landmark and was always curious. What do you mean when you say that Europeans and Americans built museums in Africa?

Say, the history of cotton in Africa?

Or, the history of watermelon in Africa?

Sooner or later your mother will explode!

At the entrance of the Palace of the Republic, there were soldiers patrolling and guarding, and Gao Jun even saw a military dog!

Dog raising dog?

When the Lexus stopped, Waters' face changed. He looked arrogant, with his nostrils almost pointing upwards. He looked around proudly and nodded to the guests he knew or didn't know.

Cambesto came on stage very suddenly. Many senior officials in Dakar were not even familiar with this tribal chief. Therefore, everyone invited had a serious look on their face and no one paid attention to him. This made Waters a little bit

Angrily.

"Yuri, let's go in." He said and walked into the door, but also passed a series of body searches.

"This palace has a history of more than a hundred years. Look at the picture, it's Napoleon." Waters introduced his bedroom as if he was familiar with it.

If there weren't soldiers watching them cautiously along the way, I'm afraid Waters could have made a bed and slept.

Entering the banquet hall, Gao Jun immediately saw a black man wearing a general's military uniform surrounded by a group of people, followed by two women in costumes.

"That's Cambesto."

Waters was overjoyed and suddenly asked, "Yuri, what kind of official position do you think my brother-in-law will give me? Minister of the Interior? Minister of Defense? Or Minister of Foreign Affairs?"

Gao Jun looked at him with a silly look on his face, he would give you a big showdown, but after thinking about it, he still had to tell some lies to coax him, pretending to be silent, which made Waters frown, "

What? You don’t think he can?”

"Of course not. Wealth and power should always be given to the person closest to you. I think he will arrange it for you properly until you are satisfied."

Gao Jun said with a smile.

In fact, if you are not satisfied, you can kill your brother-in-law. Anyway, as long as you are happy.

Although Waters was not very satisfied with this answer, he did not force it and led Gao Jun directly to Cambesto.

Boss Gao also saw up close the man who rose to the pinnacle of power in Senegal overnight. What should I say?

His appearance is not outstanding, even a bit ugly, and he looks more like a... gangster!

However, you can't judge a book by its appearance.

In the summer of 1916, in the resort town of Blackpool in England, tourists were intoxicated in front of a newly completed carousel. The designer of the carousel, an old man who was over seventy years old, looked at the joy on the carousel with dull eyes.

People, pray for forgiveness.

Because the main invention that brought him great wealth claimed more than a million lives in the just-concluded Battle of the Somme, this old man is the American inventor: Stevens Maxim!

As the saying goes: Maxim saves lives and heals the wounded, Gatlin is a benevolent doctor, Browning is a compassionate man, Barrett enters the soul with one shot, mg34 is made in a rough way, and a little boy saves all sentient beings!

Therefore, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.

For example, although the dog readers are very handsome, I can't see them at all. I just see that they look a bit like dogs.

"Brother-in-law..." Waters walked over and called out affectionately, and saw Cambesto turning his head to look at him. Gao Jun could see a little indifference in his eyes.

At this time, you should call Mr. President!

Not brother-in-law.

This sb!

"Hmm." Cambesto nodded slightly and glanced at Gao Jun. He was startled when he saw him, an Asian. Then, as if he thought of something, his expression gradually turned bad, "Waters, who is he?"

"

"he…"

"Dear President Cambesto, nice to meet you, I am a prophet from the east..."

This is Gao Jun's words, because Cambesto is very superstitious, and his tribe also has the tradition of believing in gods, and his favorite thing to do is to paint his soldiers before a war, and then tell them,

This is God's instruction.

Invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire!

to this end…

Saved a lot of armor costs.

The only thing you wouldn't expect in Africa is that the dignified warlord is a superstitious person, but then I think about it. The four words "morality and mismatch" cannot be explained in a simple sentence.

Some people believe that water can turn into oil.

If you say you are an arms dealer, Cambesto will drive you away on the spot, but if you say you are a prophet, the other person will look up and down at him with a very suspicious look on his face.

"When I was in Europe, I watched the sky at night and saw the changes in the stars in Senegal. You know that the sky is a very important reference concept in Asian culture. I saw an amazing scene." Gao Jun was like a broken dog,

Vigorously outline the other person's imagination.

Sure enough, the eyes of everyone nearby were attracted. Waiting for him to continue speaking, Cambesto also looked at him eagerly.

"I saw an emperor star rising in Senegal. This shows that this country is going to produce the greatest person. He will lead the entire country into the ranks of powerful countries. His achievements will surpass all the stars! He will become

only!"

The magic stick-Nicholas Yuri is online.

Waters' childish eyes shrank, looked at him deeply, suddenly laughed and shook his head, "I don't believe it."

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