Chapter 202： : bouncing ticket

The British "Times" once selected the world's dangerous areas.

The Sahara Desert is one of them, and naturally, the countries that run through it are also dangerous areas, but it is such a place, with large-scale ore reserves and wild creatures that drive those illegal poachers crazy.

All countries recognize that Africa may be the next Asia, but it carries more potential than Asia.

A country that is neither safe nor has a stable government is the favorite of those ambitious.

Even Tang Dao doesn't know how many forces are playing games around Somalia!

As for Hassan and Johannes, it was just that the two forces fought first, and the comments surrounding them were sprouting in the dark.

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Seychelles!

Respected by countless travel enthusiasts: the most beautiful holy land!

Consisting of 92 islands, there are only two seasons a year - hot and cool, with no winter. Here is a huge natural botanical garden, there are more than 500 kinds of plants, of which more than 80 kinds can not be found anywhere else in the world.

Each island has its own characteristics.

But at the moment, on the famous Turtle Island: Aldabra Island, a luxury yacht is floating on the sea surface, and the voice of Yingying and Yanyan can be heard from inside. Just listening to the sound is a bit boring...

On the deck of the yacht, a white man wearing boxers and sunglasses was lying on the deck. His six-pack abs were obvious and he looked full of sunshine.

"Boss, Las Vegas called, and he said that your cashier's check at the Swiss bank has bounced." An old man with silver hair who looked like a butler said softly, his eyes were focused, and he didn't care about it at all. For him, no matter how beautiful the girls in the yacht are, there is no way to get the visual aggression. He is getting older...

"Water? Damn it! Didn't you ask why?" The young man lying in the sun said loudly.

"You lost 7 million dollars in the casino. Mr. Hugo Longfellow was very upset. He froze all your spending power, and the Las Vegas side also informed you that you have to pay it within half a month. Funds, otherwise, they will drag you down among the most unwelcome guests." The old man's tone was still very calm, as if he was just telling a story.

Book. Longfellow muttered, "Asshole! I'm their high-quality customer, they can't do this to me."

"But for them, they need to get the money."

The former withered immediately. His status as a member of the Longfellow family was enough to allow him to owe money in well-known casinos in Europe or North America, but it didn't mean he couldn't pay back the money!

"So this means that I need to get the money myself?" He opened his hands and looked at the butler and asked.

"Yes."

Book. Longfellow cursed in a low voice, maybe he was greeting the female family members...

He was shaking the yacht's protective railing, knowing that he owed nearly 9 million US dollars, including his other expenses. The other people in the yacht who heard the movement ran out, but the old steward stopped them, "Gentlemen and ladies, you should go in and let the boss calm down."

Although I don't understand what's going on.

But they understood that they were only here to make money, and it was better not to inquire about some things, so they returned to the cabin obediently.

"Then tell me, how much money is left in my account?"

"10,000 dollars!"

This figure makes Ben. Longfellow was crazy again, kicking the hull vigorously with his feet. Maybe he was tired, so he turned his head and his breathing was a little disordered, "Where is the diamond I asked Somalia to prepare for me? Is there still no news at all? "

"Somalia is currently in a civil war. I have called General Hassan and he told me that he needs time." The old housekeeper said.

Book. Longfellow slapped the guardrail, "Time? I need it too! I always feel that this **** is lying to me, no, I'm going to Somalia, I'm going to find him."

Now the old housekeeper who was very calm finally showed a little anxiety.

"This is absolutely impossible." He blocked, frowning, "It's too dangerous there."

"Don't worry, I have won the runner-up in the flying saucer shooting competition in California." Ben. Longfellow waved his hand.

UFO competition?

runner up?

Falk!

You hit things, but bullets on the battlefield hit people.

But even if the old butler tried to argue, he didn't listen. Instead, he was very impatient and scolded, "What am I doing, do I need your approval? Mr. Angus! All you need to do is buy me a ticket and contact Hassan! Do you understand?"

Book. Although Longfellow is in his 20s, he looks childish.

The old butler had no way to stop him, so he could only superficially agree, "Okay, boss, since you're like this, then I can only do it." Actually, I was going to report to the other party's father, Ben. Longfellow was very upset. He felt that Hassan didn't understand "politeness" at all. That guy forgot who sent him a batch of munitions, and he also forgot his own support for him.

Didn't that **** Fernand understand what he said?

I want diamonds, not discuss!

Book. Longfellow decided that the first thing he would do when he was going to Somalia would be to point Hassan in the nose and call him, "You **** nigger, don't you know what I told you? Idiot, bastard, idiot!"

Of course he really has the guts.

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At this time, Tang Dao also ushered in another "spokesperson."

"Oh, God bless, nice to meet you, Mr. Nicholas."

The person who spoke was a man of yellow race, but the English in his mouth was very California-like. He stretched out his hand and bowed politely, "I never thought you would be so young."

This is Huang Yue, English name (Bruce), introduced by Bill Clemens, Tang Dao's partner in South Africa. The latter told him on the phone that this guy's background is very complicated, so Tang Dao should handle it carefully.

To make the South African bigwig say the word complex actually has a lot of room for imagination.

"Mr. Bruce is also very young." Tang Dao's words were very perfunctory.

But the other party was able to continue.

"I've been wasting my time these past few years. In fact, you can call me Huang Yue. I like to call me this name. It's my father who gave it to me. I have half the same blood as you, UU Reading In essence, we are compatriots." The other party said with a smile. This technique of climbing along the pole is really amazing.

Tang Dao nodded, "Yes, I feel very kind when I see your skin color. There are too many black people here, and I almost thought I was a Somali." This complaint made Huang Yue laugh a few times, "In Somalia is also very good, at least Mr. Tang has earned a lot of money."

"It's all petty trouble, and it won't make it to the stage."

"If controlling a warlord to launch a war is also a joke, then I think other arms dealers are living on dogs." Huang Yue is exaggerating, but who doesn't like to hear such good words, Tang Dao also likes it, and he still feels a little refreshed . However, he is also very cautious, the other party's bridal sedan chair is lifted a bit high, and if there is nothing to show courteousness, it is either adultery or robbery!

However, the other party didn't take the initiative to speak up, and Tang Dao didn't say anything, and just talked about the family like this. After talking for more than ten minutes, Huang Yue finally felt a little dry, and also felt that the other party was very difficult, not that kind of talk at all. The "young man" who can be coaxed with a few words is a fox who has become a spirit.

He finally got into the subject.

"Actually, I took the liberty to approach you because I wanted to do business with you."

The corner of Tang Dao's mouth raised, "Are you... still the person behind you?"

"Is there any difference? I won't let you lose anything, but I can guarantee you a lot of money." Huang Yue said.

If you tell Hassan about this kind of painting of big cakes, maybe the other party will be very concerned, but for Tang Dao, I started my business by "deceiving people" and pretending to be a big head here?

"I like my partners to be aboveboard, I don't like to be shy."

Huang Yue frowned, but he let go, and nodded with a smile, "Me too, it's best to be sincere, I represent the Union Bank of South Africa!"

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