Chapter 56： : Left leg, left leg, right leg...you're lame!

Tang Dao shrank in a corner where no one was paying attention, pretending to be nonchalant.

【Extraction! 】

I saw the national flags of many countries flashing on the virtual screen in front of me, and finally stopped on a national flag, which was divided into two layers, the bottom was red, the top was blue, and there was a crown hanging in the upper left corner, with the words: Liechtenstein!

QNMLGB!

Tang Dao almost flipped the table.

Liechtenstein? What kind of bird place is this?

He rummaged through his mind, only to realize that it is an inland pocket country in central Europe, located between Switzerland and Austria, one of the only two double inland countries in the world, with only about one-third of the country on the west side The area of ​​the country is located in a flat river valley, and the rest of the area is mostly mountainous. The national area is only 160.5 square kilometers, and the most important thing is that its total population is less than 40,000!

There is no permanent army here, so what weapons do they need?

[Liechtenstein is preparing to purchase a batch of aircraft from abroad to defend against increasingly serious forest fires].

The corners of Tang Dao's mouth twitched. Do I want to help them buy a batch of aircraft, then dismantle the weapons and give them as "fire extinguishers?" But it would be a bit reluctant to let him give up. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat. Thieves can't go empty.

"The army can't sell it, so I'll sell it to the local residents!"

Liechtenstein abolished the army in 1868. According to the constitution, in an emergency, "every citizen (under the age of 60) who is capable of holding a weapon is obliged to defend the motherland."

Then let every school-age person in this country have the ability to hold weapons!

Isn't this the duty of an arms dealer?

Let shells and death light up the whole West!

After thinking about this, he felt a little better, raised his head and looked at Aidid. It was the first time he had seen the rumored fifth best man in Africa. He is full of heroism, more like a monkey wearing a coat and pretending to be a man!

But maybe because he stayed in this position for a long time, his eyes still looked full of prestige.

Money can make a man strong, and power can make a man speak loudly.

"African monkey!"

Standing behind Tang Dao, Robert raised his head and looked at Aidid when he heard his boss say the end in a low voice, and nodded slightly. This description is really accurate.

No matter how monkeys learn from people, they are monkeys after all.

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The birthday party lasted until seven o'clock in the evening.

Most of the guests had left, and a few who looked like they were of high status walked out of the door and glanced at Tang Dao who was sitting upright. After looking at each other, they decided to go back and ask people to find out where this Nicholas Tang came from. out of nowhere.

"Mr. Nicholas, General Aidid is waiting for you upstairs." Omar came over with a small suit in his right hand, with a gentle tone and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. This private property was shot dead by the US military along with Aidid The housekeeper was a talented student who returned from studying in Switzerland, so it's a pity that he died with him.

Tang Dao nodded and stood up. Just as Robert and the others were about to follow, they were stopped by Omar.

"Sorry, the general only called Mr. Nicholas. The restaurant next door has prepared caviar airlifted from Italy for everyone. Please wait a moment."

"You guys wait below. There is probably no safer place in Somalia than here." Tang Dao said after pondering for a moment, but looked at Omar, who just nodded and led the way in silence.

"Several please follow me."

A servant entertained Robert and the others and walked towards the restaurant next door. They also raised their heads and looked at Tang Dao worriedly.

The second floor of Aidid is more resplendent and resplendent, like a royal palace. There are several "famous paintings" hanging on the walls like European castles, but most of the authors have never heard of Tang Dao. Maybe... a local African painter?

Omar led him towards the depths of the corridor, stopped at the innermost part, and knocked on the door. Aidid's voice came from inside, "Please come in."

Only then did he dare to open the door and enter, with his head half lowered, "General, Mr. Nicholas is here."

Tang Dao flashed out from behind, "Good evening, General Aidid."

The other party was behind the long table, raised his head, with a smile on his face, walked out from behind the table, and stretched out his hand, "I'm sorry to bother you at night."

When the butcher learns to read the Bible, it means that he is just thinking about how to cover up his bloodiness with elegance.

Tang Dao felt the other party's politeness, but he was vigilant in his heart, and he held hands with him with a smirk, "I feel that it is my honor to meet the general. I often hear the name of the general in the United States, Your Excellency the President of Somalia." .”

Isn't it mutual hypocrisy?

Who wouldn't?

When Aidid heard the words Your Excellency the President, he seemed to get excited all of a sudden, and a smile bloomed on his old wind-dried face.

"Please sit down."

Tang Dao nodded his thanks and sat upright.

Aidid glanced at Omar, and asked casually, "I heard that Nicholas is an arms dealer?"

"No, no, general, I want to refute, that's not called arms, that's called hope, hope." Tang Dao drew with his right hand, made a gesture, and began to fool around, "Somali should not only live in poverty, they Need to use weapons to find the future, and God led me here, he said, he does not want everyone who believes in him to live in poverty, he wants everyone to be happy, bathed in his holy light."

guidance?

God?

Aidid has dealt with arms dealers before. Some of them are tough and greedy, some are peaceful gentlemen, and some are timid, but it seems that they have never been as good at... bragging as this Asian?

What else can Aidid say if God is brought out?

"I'm here to bring warmth to the Somalis." Tang Dao's eyes were firm.

"I can see these weapons, no, hope?" Aidid asked directly, rubbing his temple with his right hand.

"Of course." Tang Dao spread his hands, "Very welcome I will not refuse any believer, you can come and see the goods, Soviet goods, I can get whatever you want, You can order without it."

"Do you have AK47?"

Tang Dao straightened his body, "Of course, how many meals do you want? No, how many do you want?"

He almost told the price, and he gestured with his hand, "Eight hundred dollars a pack, ten rounds of ammunition will be given away, if you want a thousand packs, I can give you a 20% discount."

Aidid squeezed his fist and glanced at Omar, who shook his head slightly towards him.

"I have some ideas about these, but can the price be cheaper?"

This guy is really stingy.

Isn't eight hundred dollars cheap?

Tang Dao's face flashed a little dark, is this poor again?

"Ahem..." Aidid covered his mouth and laughed, "I have a guard with about two hundred people, and I want to equip them with Soviet goods."

"Then this will definitely not save money!"

Tang Dao seemed to have caught something, tore off his clothes, and said solemnly, "Sir, I don't think this is right. Your guards are the most elite soldiers in Somalia. Do you think letting them use weapons like AK47 can show your nobility? ? This will make people laugh at you instead."

"I studied design at Stanford before, and I know what a man's charm is. If you believe me, I will help your guards design the equipment configuration that best suits your temperament."

Omar tilted his head, Stanford studies design?

Are you so professional?

Why hasn't he heard of it?

But looking at Tang Dao's determined expression, he still suppressed his doubts, mainly because he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the other party if he said it. As everyone knows, he didn't meet a liar, but just met a big fool.

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