Chapter 639： : In-depth cooperation

Fox Hogan was standing at the front desk of the hotel, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, wearing a windbreaker, and his beard was obviously trimmed, but he still looked like a celebrity from the Middle East. The defense followed the two men with fierce eyes, and it seemed that they were not easy to get along with The man's face is very bad.

"I think we should rush up, this is our territory." One of them spoke abruptly, his voice was hoarse, and there was dissatisfaction in his tone.

Fox Hogan glanced at him with his eyes. This idiot with a height of 190, his muscles have grown to the top of his brain. They came to ask for cooperation, not to play games, but the other party is the boss. Some words are still wrong. It's convenient to say, don't say a word, let the other party sulk, but don't be so unruly when you meet someone.

Seeing that Fox Hogan was ignoring him, the burly man who spoke was also resentful, but obviously, the dissatisfaction in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Ding dong.

The sound of an elevator arriving made Fox Hogan and the others look over instantly. The door opened, and a white man in a suit walked out from inside. He glanced up and down unscrupulously, and asked, "Are you looking for Mr. Mister?"

This tone... makes people very uncomfortable!

Especially in Mexico, almost no one dared to talk to Fox Hogan like that. His brows were also wrinkled, and the other party was very rude, but after all, he had seen the scene before, and it was the behavior of a reckless man to disagree with Fox. Known as a wise man, he likes to calm down and think, and the pursuit of interests is fundamental. If there is no certain feedback for all anger, it is simply... a disgusting waste of time.

"Yes, I'm Fox Hogan."

"Follow me please." The bodyguard nodded, leading the way. Fox deliberately walked behind, glaring at the talking burly man, "Bart, if you talk too much, I swear, you will tell the boss when you go back."

Bart snorted twice, with an ugly expression on his face.

Followed up to the top floor, the elevator opened, and there were two bodyguards standing at the door, they came over and stood in front of the road, holding sensors in their hands, "Sorry, sir, we need to check."

The corners of Fox Hogan's eyes trembled slightly, and he recovered quickly. He smiled, raised his hand, and let the sensor pull on his body. The two of them, Bart and Bart, felt anger piled up in their chests. This is Mexico! Their territory, but to listen to others? Shame, especially that this **** southerner doesn't know anything about pride?

"Come in, Mr. Mister is inside."

Fox Hogan said to Bart, "You guys wait, I can go in by myself." After speaking, he knocked on the door and went in.

"The two of you can rest next door. We have prepared food and red wine from Italy."

Bart originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard the red wine, he swallowed the words immediately, his face softened, and his chin was half raised, "Lead the way."

Fox Hogan walked into the house. Although the window was open and the cool wind blowing in from the outside had half-raised the curtains, the inside still smelled of smoke. He is an anti-smoking man. It’s funny to say that in the Mexican group After living for so long, he turned out to be a smoke-free advocate, just like many flour sellers. In fact, he himself is an ambassador for banning powder. Let’s say it, it’s ironic.

"Mr. Fox Hogan?"

He saw a man coming out of the bathroom, wiping the water stains with a napkin in his hand, "Please sit down."

Fox Hogan nodded. When he saw the other party, he knew that this was the top executive of the Savior Company, Mister Travis!

The intelligence said: One of the three tigers of the savior, the African sun, and the light messenger?

Nicholas Tang's right-hand man and true confidant of the savior company, the other party is wearing... Pajamas, but after a few glances at Fox Hogan, he always feels empty in his heart and a little insecure. He has been in a gray area for decades anyway, what? I haven't seen the character before, but when I saw Mister, this **** heart beat very fast.

"Something?" Mister said.

"No, no need, thank you." Fox Hogan calmed down and began to explain his reasons, "I'm from the Sinaloa Group." He observed Mister's expression while talking , the other party's expression was very calm, "Aren't you worried? Mr. Mister."

"worry about what?"

Fox Hogan's tone faltered, "This is Mexico, and Sinaloa is at war with them. You will meet people from Sinaloa, which may make you very passive." He just hoped that from Mister's expression Seeing a little fluctuation, but he was disappointed, Mister smiled, poured the red wine into the decanter calmly, and said, "We are just businessmen, and we never care who the buyer is, just like those gentlemen in Europe who sold Just like black people, they say thank God sanctimoniously, but they only care about the money in their pockets? Leave them alone, man, our company is legally operating and paying taxes here, and the Mexican government can't control us."

The Savior Company is like holding the gold medal of Eagle Sauce’s big brother to avoid death. It is unscrupulous in Latin America. Who can give me death, my boss is Eagle Sauce, I hang out with Eagle Sauce, my employer and gentlemen from Europe , You poor bastards, get the **** out of here!

It sounds hateful, but it means much the same.

This is the savior company after whitewashing.

Fox Hogan is so envious. What the hell, Sinaloa also wants this kind of treatment. Of course, just think about it. The opposite of flour and groups has been maintained for a long time. After all, what John Bull did in the 19th century really made people People are profound.

"What do you want? Except for the PMC industry, our company can open to you."

"Including the Hunter fighter jet?" Fox Hogan hurriedly asked.

Oh!

Brother, what are you doing? Plan to buy fighter jets? However, as long as you are brave, teacher... Isn't it a matter of life to change a bicycle into a motorcycle?

"Do you have the guts? As long as you give me the money, I can get someone to deliver the plane over here." Mist calculated seriously Now it only costs 47 million, and we will send it free. Become a VIP customer of our company, and when you have new weapons in the future, you will give back to old customers first. "

Fox Hogan really wants it, but just think about it. If there are fighter jets, the battlefield will change. Moreover, even if the flour tycoons have money, they will not use it to fight. Now local wars have enough guns Yes, he swallowed, smiled awkwardly, and quickly returned to the topic, "We want to buy a batch of bullets, 200,000 rounds of 5.56mm bullets, and if possible, another 200 boxes of grenades. We also need 2,000 weapons, NATO's are fine. "

"That's all?" Mister was a little unsatisfied. You came here for this kind of goods? Put me in charge? It’s a bit too much, the total sum is only hundreds of thousands, the 5.56mm bullets are very cheap, mainly because there are too many manufacturers, and the sales volume of NATO standard weapons is relatively large in the world. Naturally, the sales volume of this bullet Also bring it up, so the profit is not much, the price is too expensive, and they are not fools.

Fox Hogan paused, "We still need 100 stingers!"

Surface-to-air missiles are out, apparently targeting Mexican gunships.

The scope of the war is expanding, and Mister smells the taste of in-depth cooperation.