The existence of anything has its value and cause and effect.

From the day of its birth, the Cross Spear chose to serve capital. Behind it is the support of a large consortium, but this consortium has also become anxious under the wanted order issued by the FSB and the CIA!

In just three days, the cross spear was destroyed in Belgium, Mexico, Colombia and Germany, and special forces attacked it, killing and injuring 67 people!

No matter how powerful a killer is, he will never be invulnerable to swords and guns.

If you can't hum without a bullet, you're already a hero.

After two intelligence agencies, other European countries followed one after another. They were also poisoned by the cross spear, especially the Germans. This resentment had long been stuck on their necks. When they heard the FSB's request for cooperation investigation, they pulled three groups of GSG9s with heavy weapons and were fully armed to fight.

First, a rocket came, followed by heavy machine guns, clearing the site, and the personnel entered.

And in the subsequent press conference, the Cross Spear was listed as "Potential KBism!"

Hans Cat punched this beautifully.

As for why he is willing to help, maybe... the world really doesn't need such a killer organization anymore. Of course, there are also so-called "experts" analysis that the Savior Company plays a strong "victim" image in it, and through this time, he wants to show the outside world its ability to be an "African military factory".

After the Savior Company gradually became well-known to outsiders, the company's business scope and sales were roughly calculated.

It is no exaggeration to say that the company firmly grasps its customers with more than 12,000 AK47 shipments per day, especially the bases that are preparing to be established in Zaire, which will provide more external services, including customization of guns for special customers.

Now, it is time for the public to understand the connection capabilities of the Savior Company.

...

At this time, Tang Dao was receiving guests from Malta.

Francis.

Mitford Gerald!

The son of the ancient European aristocrat Gerald family, a middle-aged man in his 50s, is still energetic.

He was wearing a suit, even in the hot world of Africa, he still had to wear white gloves and a pair of gold wire eye sockets. There was a gold chain tied next to him, and there was only two words written on his forehead: "Gentleman!"

But in Tang Dao's opinion, he is just pretending to be a B!

If we go forward a few hundred years, perhaps the reputation of the Gerald family will be stronger. They are religious nobles and depend on the church. Some of their ancestors have participated in the so-called "crusade!", but the most active time was in the early 16th century. The Gerald family occupied 70% of Malta's land and also owned manors and factories in Europe.

But this method is not very bright. After all, the blood flowing in the Crusaders is also full of the dirty filth of the bandits.

The Cross Spear is the product of it!

And this time, it should be said that he was here to admit defeat and plead for mercy.

Francis looked at the young man in front of him. Although he wanted to try hard to pretend to be calm, it was impossible to say that he was not nervous. Although Nicholas had a good credit, after all, both sides were enemies now meeting, so it was not guaranteed. Will the other party give him a bullet?

He even complained about some idiots within the family several times. The reason why the killer organization exists is that they are very smart and will not offend people who dare not offend. Do you think it is FSB or Mossad? There is a leader behind it? There is only the Gerald family behind God's Spear, and it is also declining.

This incident caused a lot of panic within the family, and they hoped that this matter could be resolved as soon as possible.

Tang Dao didn't say anything, just staring at each other quietly. He was just curious about what the Gerald family had to say, which did not mean that he could agree.

Finally, in such an atmosphere, Francis spoke first, "Mr. Nicholas, I'm sorry, this action is not directed by our official staff."

How come I still play a temporary job?

Tang Dao was also so angry that he laughed at the excuse of him, "Then tell me, are these labor dispatches?"

"You can think that many people are not from the Cross Spear, but from other organizations." Francis said with a serious expression. "We are not willing to take full responsibility for this matter, but we will help your company investigate the murderer, and during this period, we ask to stop the conflict on the Cross Spear."

"Is this the opinion of your Gerald family?"

Tang Dao asked with his eyes narrowed.

Francis had already smelled the violence in the air and was shocked. He had seen the world, but unlike those young people who thought that their family was so powerful. The Gerald family was no longer able to do it now. The Cross Spear supplies blood to the family about 4 million US dollars every year. Therefore, the assassination of Cherkovso is worth 500,000 US dollars, which is very touching.

"It was decided by the family," said Francis.

"Okay, I understand." Tang Dao reached out to interrupt the other party, waved his hand impatiently, "Get back."

Francis gritted his teeth, "Please respect me."

"Greetings to your mother for me!"

Tang Dao stood up and lifted the table, fell to the ground and made a sound. He walked to Frances, grabbed his collar, and stared at his eyes, "I'll give you ten minutes, but you're talking nonsense to me here. Am I here to listen to you pretending? Are you a good old man? Who are the old man in the Gerald family? If you make me angry, you hide in Malta, I'll knock you down like a scum."

He pushed the other party down, looked at the frightened Francis condescendingly, and said bluntly, "Give you a day, I want to see the murderer and who is the one who issued the reward mission!"

Francis took a deep breath. He didn't want to challenge Tang Dao at this time, sat up straight, sorted out his clothes, straightened his suit, held his glasses, then stood up and brought his hat. This series of sitting down slowly made people look pretentious.

Tang Dao slapped him and fucked Francis to the ground again.

"I'll go to your grandma, are you pretending to be a nobleman here? Do you want to let you try if my bullets can smash your clothes?"

"No, no, no." Francis was a little bit slapped by the slap, and quickly shook his hand and covered his face with the plate. "I will convey your words to the family."

Tang Dao nodded with satisfaction, "What are you doing when you say so much nonsense? You just need to say this. Either agree or refuse, and then I will force you to death, or you will punish me to death! Just these two ways, you let them think clearly and see off guests."

The little angel helped Francis up and put his hat on, but in this way, he was a little embarrassed.

Tang Dao rubbed his swollen palms. He used the wrong force just now and was a little twisted. Of course, he would not do anything about the Gerald family. After all, he is a nobleman. Never underestimate any nobleman. There is a long-term intermarriage within them, and to a certain extent, there is a deep blood relationship. If offending too much, it will easily make people dissatisfied.

Did you really rush in and shoot at them?

What a joke.

Tang Dao is the representative of gentleness, respect, frugality, and supremacy, the global spokesperson, violence and other things, the most annoying.

If the Gerald family has eyes, I will know that the times have changed now. If you don’t have eyes, you can snipe the other party from the financial perspective.

If you want someone to regret it, only the weak choose violence.
Chapter completed!