Chapter 168

"Brother, how is your house ready?" At home, Li Zitao and Wang Dagou, who just came back from the training camp, chatted casually.

"Watch it." Wang Dagou said with a smile: "up and down three floors, with 9 bedrooms, two study rooms, bathroom, kitchen, everything in the room."

"Yes, just a hostess." Li Zitao joked.

It's not a matter that they always live together. Sooner or later, they have to start their own families. But speaking of this, Wang Dagou's attitude is most worrying.

"It depends on fate." Wang Dagou said not caring.

"You nest here every day. I think that fate has to fall from the sky and hit you on the head." Li said helplessly.

He said hello to George, Andrea, Hans, monk and Lao Huang about the red line for Wang.

Even in the think tank and the Secretary's office, he mentioned it.

"If there's a dance party or a bachelor party, please call Wang. He needs to find a suitable partner." Boss speaks in person, that must be taken seriously!

A group of people are very warm-hearted. They will call the training camp and invite Wang Dagou to go with them.

But this guy went there twice, and then he said nothing.

"A group of people are like a fool. They go around for half a night with their arms around. The food is not delicious. If I have the Kung Fu, I might as well come back and fight two sets of fists. It's more comfortable to move around."

……

What do you want Li Zitao to do if you run into such an elm head.

Despair!

"Do you want to hold a blind date club, or I think he is a pill in his life." Li Zitao couldn't help but feel it.

"By the way, that woman, when are you going to let her meet Norma?" Wang Dagu mentions the woman he sent, Gladys Barker.

"Wait a minute, what does the doctor say?" Li Zitao asked.

"Her condition is very unstable and needs long-term treatment." As for Barker's arrangement, Wang Dagou is in charge in Chicago. He is very clear about these situations.

"When the doctor thinks she can get in touch with the child." Li Zitao wants to give Norma a a healthy and loving mother.

It's not a manic, alcoholism, rotten drug, a psychopath who will die at any time.

After dinner in area 22, Li Zitao left. When he arrived at pommel Hotel, elk and GreTai finished their dinner and were enjoying today's harvest in their room.

“……” Looking at the living room with no place to go, Li Zitao said with a confused face: "are you moving Michigan Street empty?"

"No, at most half." Gretel said calmly.

It's like saying, "it's only half a street, basic operation, basic operation!"

"You may need an injection, treatment!" Li Zitao took GreTai in his arms and strode to the bedroom.

"Jesse." GreTai's hum and haw came from the open room, and Li Zitao's call made the legs of the little elk soft.

"Don't think about it, hum..." Before the formation of GreTai's reactionary forces, she was easily suppressed by Li Zitao.

Noro, a soft legged elk, moved to the door, ready to receive the treatment from Dr. Charlie. "Can you use a small syringe, whine..."

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It's thousands of miles away in Africa, Liberia, the capital, Monrovia.

"Are you leaving?" In the hotel,

the white girl in the bed was reluctant to say that the black man was very generous, but he was a rare luxury guest.

"This is yours." He took five dollars out of his pocket and was still on the bed. Sammoud went out of the door.

"Hey, man, be careful." The man who went upstairs brushed aside and called out to Sammo. Unfortunately, there was only one indifferent figure left for him.

Since experiencing the failure and loss here, Samoan has become increasingly cold-blooded to the "brothers" here.

These guys only have interests in their eyes. For the sake of money, they never find it difficult to shoot "brothers" with the same skin color.

Therefore, under the realistic education, Samoud understood the meaning of war for the first time.

It may be exaggeration to say war, but for him, this is war.

Every day of life here, with bullets, blood and death, samoys have learned to adapt and how to relax and enjoy themselves.

"Head, this way." The people who finished the break gathered in front of the bar, ready to return to the camp to continue their mission.

They also went back with 30 white girls, 10 barrels of new port ale, some cigarettes, cigars, recreational baseball, rugby, etc.

Except for the girls, everything else is a regular field service, and every month they receive some relaxing gadgets.

The truck carrying these things was a vehicle that Morgan borrowed from the U.S. military station in Monrovia."Do you have that thing?" Sammo had to get in the car and ask.

"Hey, here." A box the size of a palm handed over, opened a look, is a good compressed, like brick of opium.

"Put it away." Throw it back to your men and drive towards the border.

After arriving at the border, the motorcade easily passes through the checkpoint, and the West African colony of country f is ahead. The grinning sergeant has already waved to him.

"What do our friends get?" The car stopped at the checkpoint, and the sergeant looked at the carriage with meaning.

"Bud, come on, I know the rules." It's not the first time the two sides have dealt with each other, so Samo has to know exactly what he wants.

A bundle of $10 bills was stuffed into his pocket, and Samo had to pat the carriage to leave.

"Now, get out of the car for inspection." Who knows that bud, who received the money, turned his face ruthlessly and suddenly cried.

"What's wrong, bud?" Sammoud's face was a little ugly.

"I said," get out of the car and get checked. " The soldier in front of the car raised his weapon.

Sammoud looked at each other with a black face and whispered, "get out of the car."

Just when he got off the car, Samo had to make a secret move to the man in the car, and his palm naturally pressed down.

The women in the back carriage were lying on their heads in the first time when the situation was wrong. In this chaotic country, such scenes are not uncommon.

"All the people in the carriage, come out." Bud's muzzle was raised to signal to everyone to do as they were told.

Crash -

the 12 team members in the rear compartment raised their weapons and instantly aimed at bud and the soldiers in front of the car.

"Sammy, don't forget where this is." Seeing the other party's action, bud's face was livid and growled.

"Now, I need you to tell me, what's going on?" As if he didn't hear the threat, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and put it on his forehead.

The tarpaulin disguised as a haystack on the carriage was pulled down by a member of the team. Browning m1917, shining with cold light, let the soldiers on the opposite side throw away their guns wisely and raise their hands and kneel down.

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