I know what Saif is feeling now.

He sat on the sofa and was swaying all over. When he heard Tang Dao's inquiry, he quickly shook his head and waved his hands, like a frightened little rabbit. This guy was a bit bald, so his appearance did not match his actual age at all, so the action looked very funny.

"Is Somalia so cold? Young people are so weak?"

Tang Dao stood up, walked to Saif's side, handed him the cigarette in his hand, "Smoke a cigarette to warm up your body."

"Thank you... Thank you, it's a little cold. The weather fell too quickly." The other party quickly took it with both hands and said it according to Tang Dao's words. His face was not round and dry at all. He was the only one in the living room.

Tang Dao glanced at him, tilted his head, lit a cigarette, and blew a cigarette ring.

At this time, a bodyguard ran in from the door, "Boss, all are dead."

Saif's body twitched, and the word "death" was deeply stuck in his mind. Even if he turned his head, he was very panicked. He picked up the mineral water in front of him and drank several times.

"It's done, I don't like to smell the blood." Tang Dao nodded and said calmly.

"yes."

Tang turned his head and squeezed his smile and said to Saif, "At that time, was my agent's scream so miserable?"

Plop!

Saif actually knelt down directly, lying on the ground and cried bitterly, talking in a whisper, but who knew what he was talking about?

Tang Dao's expression was retracted, it was boring.

No backbone at all?

If Gaddafi knew his son's virtue, he wouldn't know if he would be angry to death?

Tang Dao didn't have the urge to play with the other party anymore. Will you care about the gains and losses of the "beggar"? He sat back on the sofa and said to Hurst Theodore, "Please help Mr. Saif up, don't make people think that our company only knows how to scare children."

The last two words were particularly serious, with a strong tone of disdain.

The secretary and the little angel rushed up to help Saif on the sofa, and finally realized that a big man could be so greedy and afraid of death, and he had no backbone at all.

"What do you say about the agent?" Tang Dao asked with his legs crossed, his mouth slanted with cigarettes in his mouth, and his hand was placed on his knees and slowly knocked.

"2 million! I am willing to compensate $2 million in pension." Saif quickly answered.

"5 million US dollars, that's it." Tang said with a brow raised his eyebrows. The other party didn't even dare to refute, but was just timid. Tang Dao was very annoyed when he saw this look. He waved his hand and signaled that he could leave. Saif was relieved and ran to the door in a hurry, and suddenly shouted behind him, "Wait a minute."

He stopped for a moment, frightened and unknown.

"Be careful on the way back, don't make too much trouble next time, listen to your father's words." Tang Dao said to Hurst Theodore again, just like urging his younger generation, "Send him away, don't come to Somalia, and ask Gaddafi to say that we don't understand the rules here, and invite President Ocassi in by the way."

Hurst Theodor nodded, took Saif away, and walked out of the villa. Although the air outside was still filled with the smell of livestock feces, the latter felt a sublimation of life. At this moment, the bodyguard's bodyguard was lifted out of the side hall.

Saif just glanced at it and withdrew his gaze. He didn't dare to look at it anymore. The body was carrying it, and blood was dripping, and his body was sieve. He ran into the car in a hurry and asked Okashi to send a car to take him back to the airport.

Of course, the President would not refuse this request. He was just curious about what they said in it, which scared the second prince of Libya like this?

"Matthew, take your men to protect Mr. Saif to the airport." He ordered to his captain of his guard, watching them get in the car and leave.

"Mr. President, please come up." Hurst Theodore didn't know when he stood beside him. This speech was a little scary. Ocassi was shocked and turned his head suddenly, and the other party was still smiling at him.

It's all like a thriller.

"He looks scared?" Ocassi couldn't help asking as he followed the steps behind.

The secretary walking in front waited for a few seconds before slowly saying, "This child is too courageous."

…

Peng Peng Peng!

Saif punched the seat in front with his fist, venting his displeasure. Matthew, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked from the mirror and saw that the other party's face was almost distorted, and he couldn't help but smile, but this scene happened to be caught by the former.

"Are you laughing at me too?" Saif roared angrily. His dignity was greatly provoked. He clenched his fists and was about to jump over and beat Matthew.

Tang Dao can bully him, laugh at him, or even call him a child with insults.

But is Matthew OK?

Obviously not.

He could only hold his head and keep blocking it, and stopping. When the driver's obstructed body was shaking, he angrily pressed the horn and said, "If this happens, I will drive back to Aguadong!"

This sentence works very well.

Saif immediately stopped the violence, but he still stared at Matthew like a man-eating beast, "I won't let you go."

This made people feel chilled all over when they heard it.

Matthew lowered his head, gasped, pinched the assault rifle in his hand, subconsciously turned on the safety. The sound of the snap was still very clear in the car. Everyone was stunned, and then even the driver looked at Matthew in horror.

Somalia is approaching May, and it is already the hottest season of the year. When standing on the road, you can see some ripples of the air being scorched. Matthew sat dejectedly on the stone, smoking a cigarette, holding a glass of water in his hand, and a member of the guard was standing with an off-road vehicle parked next to it.

The team continued to send Saif to the airport.

This is what he asked for. The weather is so hot, so he was very irritable. In addition, when he saw Saif, he couldn't help but feel impulsive. In order not to beat him to death, he might as well leave himself behind. It can be considered calm.

Matthew poured mineral water on his head, then wiped his face, wiped the gun body with the water on his hand, stood up, looked at the watch, which was distributed by the Savior Company, and they acquired a Swiss watch factory and then imitated it as a military watch.

Name: "murderer" (the murderer!)

The output is not large, and it is only about tens of thousands of units a year, mainly for internal consumption of the company, so I even gave about 100 units of the Okashi Guard, and the others were all in the Umbrella Company. Tang Dao also planned to have one unit of the independent 8th Battalion at that time.

It's okay, rich!

This watch is still popular with many people outside. Because of the development of human exoskeletons, Savior Company is regarded as "God" by many technology fans, so they naturally find the company's peripheral products, and this watch has also entered their field of vision.

But because there is no external sales record, the market is fake, but the company has decided to release 100 users every year to global users. Of course, this is only within the plan.

This is an important part of improving the company's weight in the minds of customers in the future.

Matthew looked at the gradually distant convoy, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, then jumped into the co-pilot of the off-road vehicle and said to the members, "Go! Go back."

Both sides go against each other.

The team successfully sent Saif to the airport. He didn't want to say anything nonsense, so he jumped out of the car and got on the plane. The flight attendant and others inside were cleaning, but he was stunned when he saw this.

"Where is the captain? Tell him to take off quickly and return to Libya." Saif asked hurriedly in his seat, and gradually his voice turned into a roar. The members of the Okashi Guard who had not left below could hear it clearly, looked at each other and shrugged.

This guy was scared and perhaps even his mental illness was shocked.

It’s not that easy for Saif to leave now. He has to apply for a route. Otherwise, if you don’t say hello to people outside, just treat it as an illegal plane to get you down. If you get a car accident on the ground, you can still see your luck. The plane will either not have any accidents or be destroyed if something happens.

Therefore, I worked hard at Mogadishu International Airport for nearly two hours before taking off. There were not many planes at this airport and the route was not busy, otherwise the queue would be dead.

The plane rushed straight into the sky, watching Mogadishu slowly turn into a sand table, and as big as an ant, Saif finally lie on the chair with relief.

"Bastard! Bastard! Idiot!"

Suddenly, he cursed with a hideous face, and didn't know if it was an illusion. When he got angry, his hairline was shifted back halfway.

The cowardly people are giving themselves courage with incompetent words, and are afraid that someone around them will look at him with strange eyes. What Saif is even more afraid of is that the incident of his kneeling and begging for mercy at Tang Dao will be spread, which will definitely be a huge blow to him.

Still succeeded to the throne?

Forget about glory death.

But he didn't dare to rely on Tang Dao's five million dollars. He was afraid that he would remain in his heart until it turned into a shadow. Tang's appearance really scared him. The bodyguard said he would kill him, just like pointing at him and saying, "It's useless to save your dog's life."

This is the biggest insult!

…

Tang Dao asked the servant to remove the red wine and started drinking tea with Okashi. He had told Zheng Hong before that the other party gave him 4 kilograms of Tieguanyin. He was also fascinated by making tea and even asked a carpenter to make a tea table from Chinatown, South Africa.

Make tea to cultivate one's body and mind, and to nourish one's mind.

Ocassi sat on the chair and looked at Tang Dao's slow appearance, but he was very anxious.

"What are you in a hurry?" Tang Dao used tweezers to pick up a small teacup scalded with hot water and put it in front of him, and said with a smile.

Okashi moved his butt and said softly, "Saif has a weird personality and must be revenge. Gaddafi is not easy to mess with. If he knows that you don't give face, then..."

"What do you think you should do?"

"Please use missiles to shoot him down! Anyway, Somalia has many extremist organizations, so we will push this to the Al Shabaab or the court alliance. Without any evidence, we will kill him directly." Okashi said gritting his teeth.

He was not very sensible, obviously trying to take revenge on Saif's refusal to give him face at the airport. Even Ocassi, who had always been seeking stability, became so fierce. It seemed that he really felt unhappy about the other party.

Tang Dao glanced at him, poured the boiling water into the tea leaves, and said, "Young man, who hasn't made any mistakes? Don't worry about the child. No matter how much he makes trouble, Gaddafi is there. Don't worry, you are too anxious, hahaha."

He pulled open the drawer with his left hand and took out a gift box from it and handed it to the other party, "This is given by my friend. He said that he can calm himself down. I don't like wearing this thing, you can take it."

Okashi took it and opened it. It was a string of nine-eyed stone beads inside. Strictly speaking, it was a string of stones, but the price was not cheap. Just one string, it cost 30,000 US dollars!

However, Tang is also a talented person, giving Dzi beads to Somalis who believe in ysl. If a normal person does this, he will definitely be beaten by the other party, but Okashi put it on his hand and nodded thankfully.

Mad, faith?

You must hold Boss Tang's thigh. Anyway, Allah will definitely forgive you. After all, people must survive, and their hearts are still the only ones who dominate.

Tang Dao smiled, poured him tea, and then filled himself with it, "I plan to buy all the wasteland in the northeast of Agua. I have sent me a measure of about 200 million square meters. You tell me the price, I will send someone to the government account."

Mogadishu actually occupies only a corner of the sea. There are many wastelands outside the city, and the scattered villages have long become in chaos in the war. Aguadon needs development, and the constraints are too great. He wants more land for planning and development.

In the future, Aguadon will be positioned as a city of industry. To form a business circle with Mogadishu and continuously create wealth for the company, it will naturally require more development potential. Moreover, the banana industry is indeed good, and orders in the UAE have already arrived.

Since the civil war in 1991, banana exports have stopped exporting and have been cut off for nearly 4 years. When the situation in Mogadishu is gradually stabilizing, a company came to inquire about the price, and the banana farmers who contracted did not understand the price, so the company helped them to discuss it.
To be continued...