American Legendary Life

"Hello, Mr. Lian." The surname is Lian, which is really a strange surname.

"This certain princess Adelaide I'm honored to see you, your appearance is more beautiful than the rumor."

It can be seen that Lian Qinglin is not the first time he has dealt with foreigners. He speaks English very fluently and understands the etiquette well.

"Thank you for your praise." Adelaide bowed her knees slightly.

"Please sit down." Inviting the other person to sit down, Li Zitao hooked his finger, and the waiter pushed the iced white wine forward.

The waiters here are so clever, they have reached the point of perfection in their ability to speak and observe, and they do not know how many times they have gone through training.

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"Samod, Samoed, someone is here," shouted the soldiers guarding the mountains on both sides of the mine in West Africa.

Thousands of kilometers away, five military vehicles lifted up a large amount of dust and drove straight to the mining area.

"It's Morgan's." Seeing the person sitting in the car through the telescope, Satsuma motioned to stay alert.

Squeak~~

The car stopped in front of the main gate, and with a smiling face, Rick pushed the door open, "Haha, Samode, my brother."

"Rek, what made you condescend to come here in person?" Samo looked at each other across the iron net.

"Our ship brought back some good goods, good vodka, bacon and ham, man, I haven't forgotten you." Reck said loudly, pointing to the car behind him.

"Thank you, but we have enough food. I think you should keep it!" Satsuma said politely, but he sneered.

When he first came here, they were received by Rake. He didn't believe that this arrogant white man would have such a good heart.

"Hey, man, don't do this, but I bring you food and wine!" Rick looked at him with a puzzled face.

"Sorry, the mine is under martial law, and no one can get in until they get a new order from the headquarters."

The companion who sent the message to the headquarters had not returned until now, and Samo had to guess that he might have been in an unexpected situation.

This made him and the two instructors feel a bit heavy, but they firmly believed that BOSS would never leave them behind.

"Samo, you are rejecting my friendship." Rake whispered unsightly in front of the iron net.

"I never need your friendship, Rake, you should have understood this already." Samo looked at him without showing any weakness.

"You'll regret it." Looking up at both sides, Rake didn't see any abnormalities, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Leave your things, or do you want to stay here?" Satsuma had to look back and raised his arms under his hands.

"Very good." Glancing at him fiercely, Rick returned to the car, said something fierce, and the team turned around and left in the same direction as before.

The purpose of Rake coming here is to find out how many people are still in the mine, and what Samode is doing.

Unfortunately, the other party's vigilance did not give him a chance, and he did not dare to break through.

Even if Samoyi had only left one-tenth of the manpower, there were more than 200 size, and with this strength in his hand, it was not enough to sew the opponent.

"Why, why did such a thing fall on my head." I thought I could be a emperor here.

Who knows how many days have not passed since a good day, they encountered such a bad thing.

Returning to Monrovia, Rick relayed the news back to the mainland, waiting for the follow-up order.

It was just that the order appeared so long that before the telegram was seen, the door of Lake's apartment in the city center was kicked open.

Pushing away the mistress who slept like a dead pig, the other side made him nostalgic for the body of the trip, which is the best shield in Rick's heart at this moment.

Rolling over and rolling off the bed, Rake drew his pistol from under the pillow and aimed at the door.

Kaka Kaka——

Sawdust splashed, and the sound of the chain jumped, and the rain flew over the head. The mistress who just woke up shook her head on the bed and made a sharp cry.

The front wall of the living room was swept into a honeycomb, and the terrible movement made the whole building noisy.

After opening the door and finding that the hallway was full of people armed with guns, the residents cleverly locked the door and shrank their heads behind the hard furniture as far as possible away from the door.

"Mr. Rake, do you need me to invite you out?" An unfamiliar voice came.

Rick looked at the pistol in his hand, then looked up at the bullet holes in front of and behind him to make the smartest choice.

Boom!

With the pistol still on the ground, Rick raised his hand and said, "I'm out, I have no weapons, calm down, calm down..."

"I think you should be calm." The monk sat indifferently on the living room sofa.

"Yes, we all need to keep calm, what do you want? Money, I have a lot of money, all there, I can give you all..."

"Shut up your mouth." The monk's drunk drink stopped him and stood silently.

Look at what the other person is holding. The most common weapon is the Chicago typewriter. There are two Browning m1917s on the living room floor.

The muzzle was still smoking, and Rake dared to swear to God that he never wanted to try to feel like he was being pierced into a fishing net.

"Very good, so we won't have any trouble." Seeing the other person's very interesting choice of cooperation, the two men stepped forward and walked out with Rake.

"Head, the car is ready." After going downstairs, the street was still quietly.

The so-called sirens and enemies never appear. In this city, the telephone of the police station at night is always disconnected.

"Depart." Rick was put on the first car and sat beside the monk.

"We brought some gadgets, I don't want to be discovered by the border guards, I think you know what to do." The monk took a hook on his arm and looked at him enthusiastically with a smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yes, I promise not There will be no trouble. After crossing the border, can you let me come back, I will not mention it to anyone. "

Rake's brain turned fast, thinking about the origin of these people.

He didn't know much about the Eastern Kingdom. In Lek's perception, the weak country was just an unremarkable colony.

"Well, we will talk about this later." The car drove across the city and headed towards the border.

When he was able to see the checkpoint, the monk just grinned at Rick without threatening him again.

The sound of heavy machine gun bullets in the carriage made Rick shudder unnaturally.

When the car stopped in front of the checkpoint, Rake tried to keep calm, lowered the window and said, "I have something to do, open the gate."

Everything went smoothly, the team passed through the checkpoint without any obstacles, and no one even asked before.

This is enough to see that the influence of the Morgan Consortium and its terrible.

Just a representative, in a word, can allow the regular border troops to release at will.

Of course, this also benefits from the current chaotic situation in Africa.

"Dear Sir, I have done what you said, can you let me go now?" The car was still moving, but Rick's heart fell to the bottom.

He is familiar with this direction, after all, there is the mine he is responsible for, and he was sent back a few days ago.

"Hey, I think you need to meet your old friend." The monk pressed **** his shoulder, and Rake's shoulder blade creaked as if it would break in the next second.

When the car stopped in front of the mine, after the monk embraced Samo, who had received the news, the cold and sweaty Rick was pale and dull in the seat.