American Legendary Life

"Brother, how is your house prepared?" At home, Li Zitao and Wang Dagou who had just returned from the training camp chatted casually.

"Look good." Wang Dagou laughed: "Up and down three floors, with 9 bedrooms, two study, bathroom, kitchen, everything in the room."

"Yes, just a mistress." Li Zitao quipped.

It’s not a problem for the two to live together. Sooner or later, they have to get married, but when it comes to this, Wang Dagou’s attitude is the most worrying.

"It depends on fate." Wang Dagou said indifferently.

"You are here every day, I think that fate has to fall from the sky and hit you on the head." Li Zitao said helplessly.

For pulling the red thread to Wang Dagou, he greeted George, Andre, Hans, monk, and Lao Huang.

Even the think tank and the secretary's office did not mention it.

"What party, bachelor party remember to call the king, he needs to find a suitable female partner." BOSS said in person, that must be taken seriously!

A group of people are quite enthusiastic. Any party, bachelor party, fraternity and the like will call the training camp and invite Wang Dagou to go together.

But this guy has been there twice, and later said he would not go again.

"A group of people resemble a fool. They hugged around in the middle of the night, and the food was not tasty. With that kung fu, I might as well come back to fight two sets of punches. How comfortable the activity is."

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With such an elm head, what can you do to let Li Zitao.

Simply desperate!

"Do you want to hold a blind date club, otherwise I think he is a pill in his life." Li Zitao couldn't help but be blind.

"Oh, that woman, when are you going to let her meet Norma?" Wang Dagou mentioned the woman he sent, Gladys Buckle.

"Wait, what did the doctor say?" Li Zitao asked back.

"Her situation is very unstable and requires long-term treatment." For the arrangement of Buckel, Wang Dagou is responsible for Chicago, and he is very clear about these situations.

"When the doctor thinks she can get in touch with the child." Li Zitao wants to give Norma a healthy and caring mother.

Not a irritable, alcoholic, rotten medicine, dying neuropathy.

Li Zitao left after dinner in the 22nd district. When he rushed to the Pangma Hotel, the little elk and Greta also ended their dinner and were enjoying today's harvest in the room.

"..." Looking at the living room with nowhere to go, Li Zitao said with a big face on his face: "Have you evacuated Michigan Avenue?"

"No, at most half." Greta said calmly.

It’s like saying, ‘but only half a street, basic operation, basic operation! ! ’

"You may need a shot to treat!" Li Zitao stepped forward and hugged Greta, striding toward the bedroom.

"Jessie." Greta's grunt came from the room that was not closed, and Li Zitao's call made the elk's legs soft.

"Don't think about it, hum..." Greta's counter-force was not suppressed yet, so Li Zitao easily suppressed it.

The soft elk, Nono, moved to the door, ready to receive treatment from Dr. Charlie, "Can you use a small syringe, bang..."

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Africa, Liberia, the capital, Monrovia, thousands of miles away.

"Are you leaving?" Inside the hotel,

The white **** the bed said reluctantly that the black man was generous, but he was a rare high-ranking guest.

"This is yours." Withdrawing the $5 knife from his pocket, he was still on the bed, and Samoyed went out.

"Hey, man, be careful." The man upstairs wiped away and shouted at Samo, but he was left with a cold back.

Since experiencing failures and losses here, Samoyed has become more and more cold-hearted towards the'brothers' here.

These guys only have interest in their eyes. For money, they never feel that it is difficult to shoot a'brother' of the same skin color.

So, under the real education, Samode understood the meaning of war for the first time.

It may be an exaggeration to say war, but for him this is war.

Every day of life here is accompanied by bullets, blood and death. Samode has learned to adapt and how to relax and enjoy.

"Head, this way." The people who finished the rest of the gathering gathered in front of the bar, preparing to return to the camp to continue their mission.

They also went back with 30 white girls, 10 barrels of new ale from the port, and some cigarettes, cigars, leisure baseball, rugby, etc.

In addition to the girls, other things are routine field benefits, and every month they will receive some gadgets to relax their spirits.

The trucks carrying these things were the vehicles that Morgan "borrowed" for them from the U.S. military station in Monrovia.

"Is that something?" Samo asked after getting in the car.

"Hey, here." A slap-sized box was handed over and opened. It was a compressed opium like a brick.

"Put it away." Throw it back to his men, and the car drove towards the border.

After arriving at the border, the convoy easily passed through the checkpoint ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ forward is the West African colony of country F, the grinning sergeant is already waving his hand to greet him.

"Look what our friends have gained?" The car stopped by the checkpoint, and the sergeant looked at the car meaningfully.

"Bad, come on, I know the rules." This is not the first time the two sides have dealt with each other, so Satsuma knows exactly what he wants.

A bundle of US$10 worth of banknotes was stuffed into his pocket, and Samoyed patted the carriage to leave.

"Now, get out of the car for inspection." Bud who knew that the money was turned turned ruthlessly, and suddenly looked coldly.

"Bad, what's wrong?" Summer's face was a little ugly.

"I said, get out of the car and accept the inspection." The soldier in front of the car raised his weapon.

Satsuma glanced at the other person with a black face and lowered his voice: "Get off."

Only when getting off the car, Satsuma made a secret action to the man under the car, and his palm pressed down naturally.

The women in the rear compartment had their heads lying in the compartment as early as the wrong situation. Such a scene is not uncommon in this chaotic country.

"All the people in the carriage, come out." Bud's muzzle was raised, indicating that everyone obediently followed suit.

Wow

The 12 players in the rear compartment raised their weapons and instantly aimed at Bard and the soldiers in front of the car.

"Samo, don't forget where this is." Seeing the other party's actions, Bud snarled in sorrow.

"Now, I need you to tell me, what's going on?" Satsuma was as if he didn't hear the threat of the other party, and pulled out a pistol from his waist against his head.

The tarpaulin disguised as a haystack on the carriage was torn off by a team member, and the gleaming Browning m1917 caused the soldiers on the opposite side to throw the gun wisely and raise their hands to kneel.