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Chapter 167: Don't starve to death!

Tang Dao stood by the window. His dark green overalls looked very loose. He stretched his upper body and held a barbell in his hand. It looked like he was at least over 100 kilograms. His arm muscles were relaxed to the naked eye and looked very explosive.

Sex, counting in his mouth, "49...50."

Bang!

The barbell fell to the ground, and the floor made a heavy muffled sound. He subconsciously shouted, "Robert..." Then he shut his mouth, stood up, took the towel from the sofa, wiped the sweat on his body, and drank a lot.

Got a bottle of mineral water.

Mist opened the door and walked into the gym, holding a breakfast in his hand.

This is chicken breast and a few pieces of bread.

Tang Dao is relatively self-disciplined. Although he may not necessarily go to fight by himself in the future, he does not want to become a pot-bellied man. Maintaining energy for something at all times is the reason for progress. He does not want to be blocked in an alley one day.

, the fist is not hard.

However, this chicken breast is really unpalatable. It has no taste at all. The bread crumbs still have a sweet and sour taste. I put on my shirt again and sat on the sofa, listening to Mist's report. The latter crossed his hands in front of him.

Half lowering his head, he said, "I have already contacted Mr. John. Our two IL-76s docked in Germany and Belgium have already taken off to Kiev."

"Good job." Tang Dao said vaguely, chewing bread in his mouth.

He found a commercial accountant through Felix's channel and registered an air cargo company in Bermuda, mainly with Il-76 in his name. Through such formal procedures, he registered in 6 countries including Germany, Belgium, and the United States.

The helipad was rented and the takeoff qualification was obtained.

This kind of thing is troublesome to talk about, but where is Felix? In the West where capitalism is raging! As long as you have money, nothing can be done? Aren't the so-called green channels just serving interests?

Tang Dao also gave the airline a name: "explosion head".

Very rebellious and non-mainstream.

Air transportation will become one of the main means of the Savior Company. Of course, in addition to this, it also hires cruise ships, which intends to transport goods to Somalia and Eritrea by both sea and air.

"What plans do I have for today?"

"Mr. Wu from the Ukrainian Overseas Chinese Association invites you to have lunch."

Overseas Chinese Association?

Tang Dao frowned and raised his head, "I don't remember any interaction with them, so I pushed him."

"He has a good relationship with General Cherkovso." Mist reminded, which made the former frown immediately and looked at his watch, "What time is it?"

"10:45 minutes."

Tang Dao supported Gai to stand up, "Wait for me to take a shower." As soon as his legs entered the bathroom, Mist shrugged, took the tableware and walked out the door.



At 10:30, Tang Dao tidied up and walked down the stairs. However, at the corner of the second floor, four white people walked up to him, blocking the way of the group of people. The leading white man walked out of his pocket.

He took out his ID and said, "Mr. Nicholas, this is Kurt from ICPO. We have something to ask you."

Interpol?

Is this coming to your door?

Tang Dao felt that their actions were a bit suffocating. He held his suit in his hands and refused with a polite smile, "Sorry, I don't have time. I have an appointment with someone for lunch."

"Please cooperate with us!" Kurt said with a dark face, blocking his hands and looking serious, "We suspect that you are related to the weapons smuggling case in Somalia, and we can arrest you completely!"

These words suddenly made the air suffocate.

Mist, Little Angel and others looked at each other with unkind eyes, while someone in the icpo also stared at them.

"Do you have evidence?" Tang Dao's smile subsided, "Are you trying me or have you already convicted me? I can sue you for defamation. My lawyer likes to solve these problems for me."

"Hey! Pay attention to your tone." The subordinate who was following Kurt raised his hand and pointed, very unhappy. This ICPO was established for world peace and to maintain the only covering cloth on the earth. Sometimes their

The behavior is very simple and crude, and people will be arrested as long as there is evidence. However, this time ICPO suffered heavy losses in Kiev, which made them hold their breath from top to bottom.

Pointing your finger at someone is very impolite.

Tang Dao raised his hand and snapped his fingers. An employee behind him put a cigar in his hand, lit it for him, squinted and blew, "You are more arrogant than me." He took a step forward as he spoke.

, looking at the other party condescendingly, with a slight dimple at the corner of his mouth, it looked like he was mocking, "Don't let it go."

After he finished speaking, he put his left hand in his pocket and planned to go around the other party, but Kurt didn't know the signs, so he moved a step and continued to block, "If you think about smuggling arms, human trafficking and illegal armed organizations, I will do all of these."

There is evidence, but if you don't confess to us, I think you will go to jail for the rest of your life."

"Do you think I'm the new guy?" Tang Dao's tone became impatient, "Don't let me do it, otherwise..." He leaned into the other person's ear and said, "It would be bad if there was a car accident."

Kurt's pupils shrank and he gritted his teeth. He really wanted to knock the grandson down with one punch, but he held back. He came to Tang Dao in an attempt to trap him, but the procedures were not perfect. In other words, if the other party

If he resisted, there would really be a conflict. He looked at the other side and then at himself. He was at a disadvantage even in terms of numbers and size.

"Okay, sir, I'm in a hurry to meet the guests. If you don't have money to eat, you can find a waiter here and charge it to my account." He patted Kurt on the shoulder, "You're welcome, don't be hungry.

Dead." There was a smile on his face, but it was fake. After bypassing this group of uninvited guests, his face quickly drooped, making him look very ugly.

"Boss, do you want..." Mist said softly, touching the weapon on his waist, with a serious tone.

"No, leave them alone and find someone to keep an eye on them. I'll make them unable to eat or sleep." Tang Dao took a few deep puffs of his cigar, looked back at Kurt, stretched out his hand and said hello bye.

"Boss, just let them go like this?"

The subordinate was a little dissatisfied and said, "If we take him back, can he still resist?"

"Do we have the right to imprison him? Don't forget, this is the Soviet Union!" Kurt was also very unhappy, but in the end he could only kick the trash can reluctantly, which scared the few guests who had just come downstairs.

She looked at him with a strange face, and then walked down cautiously, thinking that she had encountered a madman.

"withdraw!"



In a Chinese restaurant in the city center, Tang Dao met Mr. Wu from the Overseas Chinese Association.

He looked very rich, which almost stretched his suit, and his face was shiny. He obviously lived a good life. When Tang Dao got out of the car, he was already standing at the door to greet him.

"Welcome, good afternoon, Mr. Tang, I am Wu Zhi."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wu, nice to meet you." Tang Dao stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man, and he spoke human language when he saw others, "General Cherkovso told me about you. He said that you were in Kiev.

He is the best Chinese-American he has ever seen."

The smiles on Wu Zhi's face piled up and trembled. He smiled happily when he heard the praise and laughed loudly, "That's the praise of General Cherkovso." "Mr. Tang is the talent, I am more than just

I heard someone praise you once, saying that you have made a great contribution to Ukraine’s business transactions, hahaha.”

"Daddy..."

Just as the two were exchanging business compliments, a waxy voice came.
Chapter completed!
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