Join them?

Do these black people want to co-opt themselves?

Walter?

God created mankind and only gave Old Hei an umbrella.

Lucian.

Of course Carlos could understand Tang Dao's rejection. He was the only "top student" under Luke. He graduated from the University of Lisbon and graduated from the same school as Mandela's third wife Graça. He studied finance, but

When he graduates and returns to China, where will the financial industry come from in Somalia?

Do pirates count?

At least the capital is small and the rewards are great. Stocks are not so money-grabbing.

"This is just what General Luke said. I brought it here and it will not affect the arms trade between us." Lucien said quickly. He was still smart. This Asian man had a top-notch general. When he walked into the airport, there was no one except the deer outside.

Besides, there are three big...big planes, I can't tell you the model, but they are really big.

To put it bluntly, who is Luke Mazzaro?

Let people join?

Elizabeth's underwear must have been pulled over her forehead, and the smell made her dizzy. Otherwise, how could she have such dangerous thoughts?

Tang Dao's face softened slightly, he pressed a photo album on the table, crossed it and handed it to him, "Let's talk about business. I have all the weapons here. You can pick and choose. The prices are also written.

If a single purchase exceeds 3 million U.S. dollars, you will enjoy junior VIP treatment, and you will receive a 95% discount on each subsequent purchase. If you purchase more than 10 million U.S. dollars, you will be a senior VIP, and you can enjoy the opportunity to experience the latest products of the Savior Company, as well as a 12% discount.

, if it’s your birthday, we can also release two rounds of DzSU-23 type 23mm double-barreled anti-aircraft guns for you for free to celebrate. Of course, if you are willing to pay, we can also release some more unique ones, such as the female deer wash.

Local package, IL-76 skydiving to celebrate, as long as you give us money, we can do anything, think about it.”

Of course Tang Dao would not agree to Luke Mazzaro's suggestion. If you take me under your wing, how can I take other people's money to beat you in the future? It sounds nice to think, but if it doesn't work, I feel unhappy, so I will sell it at a 20% increase in price!

But he said this so fast that Lucian was confused, not to mention the other members of the previous group, who could not understand English. They looked at each other, and then nodded at the same time, yes! He is right.

Lucian pinched his thigh, and his facial muscles began to stiffen. He pulled the photo album over, lowered his head and opened the first page. Tang Dao added some water to his tea cup, and before he even closed the lid, he heard

The black guy on the other side yelled, saying in Italian, "State scherzando? (Are you kidding me?"

Tang Dao doesn't understand Italian.

But the other party's expression could be clearly seen. He pointed at the photo album with a very excited expression. He glanced at it and said with a smile, "Oh? AK47, 1,000 US dollars is already very cheap. You know, this kind of work is so popular now."

I'm almost sold out."

"This is too expensive! I remember the market price is 400 US dollars a handful." Lucien also felt a fire burning in his chest. He glared and slapped the table. Even though he had received higher education, his bad breath still made people laugh.

Hard to accept.

Tang Dao leaned back slightly, while Osborne and Robert behind him held their hands, squinted, and looked at the task force with unkind expressions. As long as the boss gave the order, these people would not leave the airport!

"Calm down, Mr. Lucien, you have already said that that is the market price, but now...is there still a market in Somalia?" Tang Dao sighed, looking very hurt, "These goods are all from the Soviet Union after a lot of effort.

I came to Somalia after all the hardships, just because my friends and I heard that Somalis need freedom and hope."

Bang!

Tang Dao held the table with both hands, "Do you think 1,000 US dollars is expensive?"

He said this from the bottom of his heart. Tang Dao loved Somalia deeply, and if he loved it, he would give it the best. He would use love to influence, use words to educate, and use violent explosions of truth to let them accept the freedom that comes from the attention of the West.

Oh shit!

Are arms dealers talking about hope here?

Lucien shook his head, "This is too expensive, and it is beyond our acceptance range."

He did not follow Tang Dao's routine. When he was studying in Lisbon, his mentor said to him, "What capitalists like to do most is to exaggerate and show off their deeds to make people think that he is a brand. In fact, he is just

Shit wrapped in dollar bills!”

"Then how much can you bear?" Tang Dao was not a professional negotiator. Seeing that he could not succeed, he could only let the other party raise the price.

Lucien turned his head and muttered to the members of the task force, then stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred dollars a handful."

Five hundred dollars?

Pull out the firing pin and sell you a shell.

"No, no, this is too much of a loss." Tang Dao waved his hand, looking unhappy, and looked at his watch, "We are talking about cooperation. I hope we can be sincere instead of wasting time here. I have many customers waiting for me.

Look at me, Mr. Lucian, there is not only Beledven City in Somalia, nor is Mr. Luke Mazzaro alone."

What is confidence?

This is called confidence.

Being kind and cheerful is only a certain degree of tolerance and retreat.

You are so good at bargaining, you just flipped the table.

Eat shit, you.

Anyway, the worst case scenario is selling to border bandits, who are you doing business with?

If you don't agree, the table will be turned over.

This made Lucian stupid. Is this selling or buying? Or is it fighting?

Tang Dao was too lazy to talk nonsense to this poor guy. The Soviet Union would be completely disintegrated in a few months. The Ukrainian grocery store would be opening a store by then. The world was going crazy. He urgently needed to gather funds now. Then at that time,

Take whatever you can trade.

At least tens of millions of dollars.

I'm wasting my words with you here. It's better to promote weapons. The other warlords in Somalia have money hidden in their pockets. You can't lose the big for the small. As for the question of whether it will offend you? You poor B, what's wrong with offending you?

"Wait! Wait a moment, Mr. Nicholas." Lucian was really anxious.

Before he came, Luke Mazzaro called him to the office and told him that he must get a batch of goods back, and also asked the other party to send artillery experts to guide him. Otherwise, with their cultural level, how many people would know how to do it?

operate?

Maybe what is written on the ammunition box: "Please place it carefully (please place it carefully)" will also be read as: Come on, give it a try, head-on!"

What can't Lao Hei do?

"Seven hundred dollars, sir, we are really here for hope. Please, for the sake of Allah, sell us some."

This guy pulled Tang Dao's arm and was about to shed tears.

The pressure is really great. The gangsters outside are constantly fighting in the autumn wind. They have better weapons and equipment than them. It makes me sleep uneasy every day.

Tang Dao calculated in his mind that there was still money to be made from this. His doggy face suddenly changed back, and he held Lucien's hand affectionately, "Man, of course you can, even for the sake of Allah, but,

As you know, we are wholesalers and we don’t sell in bulk, not less than 500 pieces.”

"sure."

Lucian raised his hand to wipe his tears and nose, "In addition to AK47, we also need a batch of artillery, preferably the kind with large caliber that can scare people to death when pulled out."

Too much food to be full?

Rough skin and thick flesh?

Then choose self-propelled artillery.

"Indeed, there is one, 2S3 plus howitzer, 152mm caliber, but very thick!" Tang Dao gestured.

"Sir, I understand, I am educated." Lucien said with a dark face.

"I brought that guy from the Soviet Union, and there are a few more. Do you want to take a look?"

Lucian looked confused, "But...but we don't know how to use it."

No matter if you can use it or not!

It's fine if you take it back as a doorkeeper and leave it alone, but of course Tang Dao can't say this out loud. He touched his chin and saw the other party and said, "Can you help us with free training?"

This old black guy is actually not stupid at all!

But the word Tang Dao hates the most is "free"!

Earn your own shit for free.

"Training is possible, but we have to pay a lot of money, 2,000 US dollars a day." Tang Dao planned to find some extra money for his employees. He didn't like the money, but the employees were still willing to help.

Lucian thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, I'll take you to see it, I'm so rough."
Chapter completed!