Chapter 1344

Africa, aegis.

When he visited the branch office for the second time, he didn't take anyone with him.

"I knew you'd come back. Instructor Barnett looks old." Samurad is sitting behind his desk.

At the back stood two men with big stature, staring at the monk.

"I want to talk to you, alone." The monk said to him quietly.

"You go out first." Samoan had no hesitation, so he let his men go out first.

This is his territory. There are all his people at home and abroad. A monk has a great ability and can make a lot of trouble.

"You don't have much time to say." Samo showed Rolex on his wrist as if counting his last time in the world.

"This sentence happens to be what I want to say. Have you really thought about it?" The monk also raised his hand. His wrist was empty, but he looked at it carefully.

"Poof..." Sammo couldn't help laughing. He didn't know whether it was his poverty or the joke he had just told.

"Do you know what you are talking about and where you are?" Sammoud really wanted him to go out and see who was standing outside.

"Are you sure?" The monk looked at the air meter again. He got up with a strange smile and went to the window and made a gesture of invitation.

"What do you want me to see?" Sammoud asked uncertainly, but he got up and went to the window.

"Let's see whose territory this is and whose people are outside." Then the monk opened the window facing the street.

Hum

"Is that the sound of tanks?" Samoan was sure that it must be the sound of the engine of a tank, which he knew so well.

"Why are there tanks here?" Samoud's heart lifted up, went to the window and looked down. At a glance, he saw the soldiers in French uniform on the tank.

The angle of the machine gun on the tank is adjusted to face the open window. It is very coincidental that Samoud is also aiming at the probe.

"It's impossible." Samoan says it's unbelievable.

"Nothing is impossible. Do you think that if you buy General Alban, everything will be ok?" The monk really didn't know how to evaluate his innocence.

He thought that he had bought the supreme leader of the French army in Guinea with money, and the armed forces he had collected, he could do whatever he wanted in Africa, or even break away from the aegis.

Can't he think that since it can buy people, other people can't buy it?

Money, power, status, influence, and contacts are not good enough. Even if it is simply compared with force, the outcome is still uncertain.

Up to now, the monk doesn't understand what kind of ecstasy he took.

Good sub minister, annual salary of hundreds of thousands of dollars, plus bonus do not take, must go out on their own to do mountain king.

OK, then you should make it clear that you can make a breakthrough with your own skills, sneak around, pick on the inside and bite back. Keeping a dog is more reliable than him.

"I still have 400 people in the suburbs. Do you think they can stop it?" Samoan had to worry first, and then he was inexplicably confident.

"You mean the poor people you bought with your money. Don't you understand the scene before you

"I'll give them two choices, each with $1000 to get rid of or die." The monk asked with a smile, "how would they choose?"

"Somebody." Sammo suddenly clapped on the table, and the whole person rushed to the monk like a cheetah.

At this moment, Samo finally became smart. Now the situation is obviously unfavorable to him. He must find a way to get out of here. It is the most direct way to take the monk.

In fact, the special guards in the branch are not clear about what Samoan has done. Only a small number of people are attracted by him, and those who are optimistic about not accepting the solicitation are also dealt with secretly by them.

So, now that things have come to light, whether the outside special guards will listen to him or not, samurai is not sure. It is safer to take the monk.

As soon as sammoud turned and dived, the monk had already noticed his intention. While lifting his feet to kick, his body suddenly soared into the air and turned, his feet straight into the head.

Bang Bang

The fighting in the room broke out in an instant, and the situation outside was not optimistic.

At the moment of fighting in the room, the men guarding the door were ready to rush in, but strangers suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor and stopped them.

"Don't move."

"Don't move."

The two sides drew their guns almost at the same time, their eyes tightened, and the bullets flew. In the past, in addition to the whistles and shouts, the mysterious and quiet shield division immediately turned into a battlefield.

"Captain, shall we go in?" The gunfire inside also alarmed the French troops surrounding the division outside.

"No, just watch here and let them solve it by themselves." The order the Colonel received was to surround the "branch." he was not required to intervene in other matters.

In the office of the head of the division, expensive furniture was smashed in a mess, the ground was covered with broken glass and sawdust, and the faces of the two opponents were also covered with colors.Wiping off the bloodstain from the corner of his eyes, Samo had to spit out a pool of blood. His face was ferocious and said, "your skill has stepped back a lot."

"You've improved a lot." The monk pressed on the bridge of his nose with his hand. The broken nose bone made him frown unnaturally, and joked: "it's enough to clean you up."

"Then try it." With that, the more seriously injured Samo had to take the lead.

The longer the delay, the worse for him. The gunfire outside has gradually subsided, which is not good news for him.

Worry is easy to show flaws, there are flaws will be wrong.

When he was repulsed again, Samoan was eager to attack. He didn't notice the bottle under his feet. He stepped on it and lost his balance immediately.

Seeing this scene, the monk would not give up the good opportunity. He dived forward and hugged his waist. A wrestling made him groan in pain.

Before his new force was born, the fist falling like rain on his face completely disintegrated his resistance.

When he realized that Samoan's breath became weak and his face was bloody and flesh and blood, the monk came down from him and sat down beside him for a rest.

"Head." At last his men arrived.

These self considered elite guys were stopped for nearly seven minutes outside the door by two of the most respected men in samurad.

This makes them each face is not good-looking, the pride of the heart is hit by the whole body.

The monk looked back at them, raised his finger and did not speak, but his look seemed to warn, "after you go back, you will feel better."

"Take him away." The comatose Samhad was taken down, and the monk stood up with his hands on his body.

It's not the time to rest. The French outside and the special guards need him to come forward in person. After all this, he needs a good sleep.

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