The Strongest Arms Dealer Chapter 130

As for whether it will breach the contract?

Starve the timid to death, and starve the bold to death!

Those who achieve great things must be able to brag.

Looking at the people sitting below, they were all coaxed into a daze.

"Moreover, our company is also responsible for after-sales maintenance and maintenance." Tang Dao intends to go to the end of this road. Since he can't compete on the price, he can only fight for the service. Here, who dares to say that the after-sales service is guaranteed?

Arms dealers are doing a one-shot deal, and they have more desperadoes at their hands, but the Tang Dao is different. The Ukrainian military workers are already preparing. I heard from Medevichuk that they have designed it from Kamov. Three people were dug out by the bureau. Although the number was small, it also showed that the talents from the Soviet Union were indeed fleeing.

These talents are the confidence that Tang Dao dared to say.

"Is the armed helicopter fully equipped?" MacArthur asked suddenly.

Now, Lloyd and the others stared at Tang Dao unkindly, and several acquaintances even exchanged glances below.

"Of course, I, Nicholas, never do business with no conscience." Tang Dao said solemnly.

Honesty is the most important thing in business.

For example, although he started selling fake wine, but...he didn't say it was real?

You didn't ask if it was fake, and I definitely wouldn't take the initiative to say so. Does this mean that he has no integrity?

After MacArthur nodded, he lowered his head and said a few words to the secretary behind him, who then opened his notebook and recorded it.

"Also, apart from the air force, I think soldiers' hunting suits should be closer to ammunition, easy to replenish, cheap, and suitable for the local climate and environment. So I recommend the Soviet AK47. In my case, if you need more than 10,000 , I can give you a 30% discount on the price!"

His appetite was too great, and he planned to kick off all the European goods, causing other arms dealers to glare at him.

After Tang Dao finished speaking, he walked down, sat down again, put his hands on the table, met the eyes of these people, especially Lloyd, and suddenly raised a **** on his right hand.

boom!

Lloyd couldn't take it anymore, he slapped the table, pointed at Tang Dao and shouted angrily, "Nicholas."

it was sudden...

Everyone was taken aback, and even the purchasing team raised their heads blankly.

what happened?

"What's the matter? Mr. Lloyd?" Tang Dao's eyelids twitched, and the little angel behind him squinted and swept the other party's neck, maybe thinking about how to break the other party's neck?

"Don't you think you're going too far?"

"I'm just bluntly speaking for the better hope of Eritrea. Is it all wrong? Or, do you wish they would fight Ethiopia to the death, and then you make black-hearted money in it against your conscience? You are such a person, I Not Nicholas!"

In the end, Tang Dao also stood up and yelled at him sharply. At worst, his face would be torn apart, and he was pointed at his nose like this. Do you really think I am a vegetarian?

If you BB again, kill you!

The two sides glared, MacArthur just watched coldly, and then led the people away without saying a word.

When Francis passed by, he said, "Gentlemen, I'm sorry to bother you today. After our purchasing team discusses it, we will give you feedback." He also ran away after speaking, as if he was afraid of being hurt.

Now that the master is gone, it's not interesting to watch a play here.

"Lloyd, let's go." Someone pulled Old Hei to persuade him. But no one persuaded Tang Dao, all eyes were on him, frowning to express dissatisfaction, he had provoked public anger.

Tang Dao knocked on the table, stared at Lloyd, and suddenly smiled. The smile was still on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel a little shuddering. Then he turned and left. When he walked out the door, he could hear Lloyd inside De growling.

"Kill him." Tang Dao didn't hide after he walked out, and said directly that this person had to die.

First of all, Lloyd will definitely jump up and down, and even join other people to squeeze him out and hit his business. What do you keep such a person?

In other words, he hates being pointed at, and he's in Africa.

The little angel standing at the back nodded as a matter of course, and walked out of the gate. Mist stood outside with his employees, surrounded by Tang Dao to protect him, and the little angel tilted his head and whispered something next to his ear , Mist looked inside, just in time, Lloyd and others also came out.

The latter glanced angrily at Tang Dao who got into the car, but didn't notice that two men in suits were staring at him, their eyes shining brightly.

MacArthur stood at the window with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and behind him stood the second and third in command of the procurement team.

He looked down at dozens of cars driving towards the distance, and finally said, "What do you think?"

Brother Francis didn't say a word, and the others behind him looked at each other and didn't speak. These were all decided by the big boss. MacArthur's character is authoritarian. He doesn't agree with what you say.

Sure enough, MacArthur just asked casually, and said to himself, "Maybe that Asian is right. If we build a complete air defense system, Ethiopia's air strikes may not be so unscrupulous."

"He said his company is called? Is there any information?"

"Have."

Behind him, a staff member of the procurement team ran out and handed over the collected information about Tang Dao.

MacArthur pressed the remaining cigarette butts on the window, twisted out the fire, and then took it over and flipped through it casually. He just glanced at it and frowned, "The place of registration is in the United States?"

"It's written like this, but according to the information we have collected, he has been active in Somalia and has a very good personal relationship with Aideed, the ruler in Mogadishu, Somalia, and, including during the battle in Beledvin City There is also his figure."

Of course MacArthur was familiar with the Battle of Beledwin.

Somalia and Eritrea are separated by Ethiopia. This battle has been spread by business travel and news, and almost everyone in North Africa knows about it. As a military leader, how could he not know about it, but unexpectedly he was also involved.

"Oh? Then he really has the strength to fulfill the weapons he said?"

"General, I think it's okay." Francis stood up and spoke. This took advantage of others. If there is no movement, it really can't be justified. With ten armed helicopters and more than a thousand employees, he should be the largest private arms dealer in North Africa. If he is not capable, I am afraid that others will not be able to."

This **** made him almost believe it.

There are more than a thousand employees... Anyway, it's just talking up and down, so what does it matter if it's true or not?

MacArthur turned his head, glanced at him, finally reacted, and responded with his nose, "Then you invite him and Mr. Lloyd from West Africa. I still have some things to consult with them."

Francis had a look of joy on his face, but he quickly restrained himself and nodded, "When?"

"Tomorrow evening."

"I'll arrange it now."

Lloyd crossed his hands angrily. He didn't know why, but Tang Dao was always in his mind. The most important thing was that he hated this guy very much. He had no rules, no respect for his seniors, and even acted recklessly.

He has also been trapped in West Africa for a long time. At the beginning, he wanted to intervene in the South African market in high spirits, but as soon as he reached in, he was cut off by the local military industry headed by Mitchum, and the office was blown up that night. Not to mention the death of more than a dozen people, including the ears of the spy who sent him information!

This method is extremely cruel, but Lloyd has no choice but to beat him. What can he do?

After all, this place in West Africa is too poor. I have never heard of countries like Cape Verde, Western Sahara, and Mauritania. As for Senegal and Nigeria, there is not much potential to be tapped, and even he, the "King of West Africa", has more It's a joke, because apart from him, Italy and the UK have vested interests there, and their interest groups include many, almost monopolizing the arms procurement of these major countries.

Otherwise, Lloyd would not have come to North Africa to make money. There are too many miscellaneous birds, fish and insects in West Africa, and he, a little shrimp, is in a dilemma.

Moreover, he intends to start from the order of Eritrea, directly open the gap, and then take the entire North African market with a thunderous gesture! Who knew that the Asian was so uncooperative, and instead made trouble, completely disrupting the plan that he had made by himself, and interfering in it.

"Damn bastard!" Lloyd became more and more angry as he thought about it, and punched the glass.

boom!

Who knew that the glass suddenly exploded, and the sky full of glass shards exploded in the car~www.mtlnovel.com~ pierced into Lloyd's eyes, and the bodyguard's skull on his right hand was lifted off!

All of this came too suddenly, and when he covered his face and screamed, he heard the gunshot.

"Sniper!" The bodyguard of the co-pilot roared. Looking back, Lloyd's face was covered with blood and his scalp was numb. He found the gauze from the gauze box and tore it open with his teeth, trying to bandage his wound, but when the other party moved his hand away, he saw a piece of glass stuck in his eyeball...

At this time, I was at a loss, how can I bandage this?

But this Lloyd is also a ruthless person, the blood slipped down the corner of his eye and into his mouth, he really endured the severe pain, and gritted his teeth, "Don't stop... the car, keep driving, go fast, take the path."

Although his IQ is not enough, he is full of ruthlessness. Of course, he is also afraid in his heart. His single right eye is half-closed, and his eyes are blurred. Following the blood red, he saw the bodyguard who was killed, and leaned over his body with great effort. Gritting his teeth, he opened the car door and kicked the corpse down. This may save some weight and allow the car to go faster.

"Fack! Fack!"

K God, an umbrella employee who was a sniper, kicked on the wall. He was very dissatisfied. He aimed at the opponent's head, but who knew that this little bit of luck would allow the opponent to escape from death. His face was distorted in anger, but he still said Get off the walkie-talkie, "The kill failed, the target is heading towards Puyol Avenue."

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