"Actually, I don't know, but I always have a feeling of uneasiness in my heart."
When Yang Hua's heart was uneasy, he saw that in the palace of Mu Khan, he was strictly guarding at the moment.
Namuhan's palace was all standing today with soldiers of the Legion of Dead Corpses with strange patterns painted on their faces, all with cold guns in their hands, standing there.
I saw that in the palace of Muhan, the lights were brilliant.
Inside the palace, I saw many Somali soldiers still standing.
One by one stood there.
At the moment when they stood, they saw a burly figure slowly walking out of there, and the moment they walked out, they saw all the officers not only walking together towards the burly and tall fellow.
Who is he Take a closer look at the man, his dark and strong skin, a steely color, and his eyes are filled with endless anger and murder.
Checkmate.
Yes, this man turned out to be a general How is he still alive.
But the person in front of him was indeed the general.
When these subordinates saw the general, they were not only there one by one.
"Have you caught those bastards?"
suddenly heard the general in front of him shouting.
There was an endless anger in his voice, as if he wanted to cut those who assassinated him with a thousand knives.
The Somali generals in front of them all bowed their heads one by one.
I saw the general roaring angrily and said, "Damn, it's all a bunch of rice buckets and thousands of people, and you can't even catch a few people, what do you do to eat." ” The general in front of him shouted while scolding.
"If Lao Tzu hadn't worn an extra bulletproof vest today, he would have been killed by now, what are you bastards doing?"
No wonder the general in front of him didn't die, it turned out that this guy was wearing a bulletproof vest today.
Maybe it's luck, maybe it's fate, anyway, the general is still alive at the moment.
"Those bastards must still be in Mogadishu, there is absolutely no way to get out of the city so soon, I must arrest them when I see them, I will cut off their flesh with a knife."
The general roared.
After hearing the roar of the general in front of them, the generals under his command really didn't dare to say anything anymore.
They nodded one by one, and then hurriedly retreated and went to the whole city to search for Yang Hua and them.
After such a fuss about this assassination, the entire Somali capital in front of me, which was already in chaos, is even more chaotic at the moment.
Those armies began to search for Yang Hua and them from place to place.
Whenever they find someone suspicious, they beat them and ask how many poor Somalis are dying without knowing how many they are dying.
But they still didn't find Yang Hua and them.
Quarantine This so-called quarantine zone in Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia, is not built to isolate others, but to isolate Somalis in front of them.
The people living in this quarantine area are all Nikola people.
The huge quarantine area in front of you covers a total of 40,000 square meters.
There are purpose-built casinos and villas with all the necessities you need.
The entire area of separation is fenced off by iron fences more than 2 feet high to prevent Somali civilians from entering.
At the only entrance, there were still four cold Americans, each of them holding guns, the same kind of military Woods submachine guns.
One by one, they stood there coldly.
I saw three black Mercedes-Benz driving from the quarantine area at the moment, and after arriving at the gate of the quarantine area in front of me, the four Americans in black suits standing at the door hurriedly went to open the iron door.
After the iron door opened, the three black Mercedes Benzes in front of him drove inside.
When I arrived at the parking lot, I parked quietly.
After stopping, I saw that the car door was opened by a bodyguard, and a long-haired Greek man came out of the car.
Rakshasa.
It's just that today's Rakshasa did not show the smile similar to that of a gentleman in the past, but the whole face was miserable, like a blank piece of paper.
After walking down, he walked towards one of the largest villas with a cold face.
I saw a total of 8 Americans in black suits standing at the door of the villa.
After walking in with the Rakshasa in front of him, he saw that it was even more awesome than the Namuhan Palace, and the building was even brighter than the Namuhan Palace.
As he continued to move forward, he saw that in the hall inside, there were four red rubber sofas, and on the bright red sofa, a middle-aged man with curly hair and a red pajamas was sitting.
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He was bare-chested, covered with black chest hair, and white powder was sitting in front of him, and the man was holding his head down and inhaling the drugs on it.
After taking a deep breath, he tilted his head suddenly, pinched his nose with one hand, and the whole person involuntarily felt a toad, as if it was particularly comfortable, and even his eyes exuded a strange spiritual light.
At this moment, the rakshasa is walking in step by step.
"You're here," said a man in front of him in red pajamas with slightly curly hair revealing a hairy and strong chest, tilting his head there.
After hearing the voice, the rakshasa in front of him said slowly, "Yes." ” His voice was extremely respectful.
Who would have imagined that such a terrible killer would become so respectful when facing this drug-addicted guy in front of him at this moment Who the hell is this guy "Is that dead?"
I heard the man in the red pajamas with his head tilted up suddenly, and was 5 staring at the Rakshasa in front of him with a pair of eyes.
Who is the in his mouth?
I only heard the Rakshasa say slowly, "We didn't put on body armor for him when he went out to speak, so that shot didn't kill him." ” After the Rakshasa finished speaking, it was clear that the in their mouths was the Somali general.
Hearing Rakshasa say this, the man suddenly burst out laughing wildly.
"It's a fucking fuck that you can't die."
I only heard the man in the red pajamas in front of him scolding angrily.
"What is the origin of the other party" I only heard the man in red pajamas in front of him look at the rakshasa in front of him and said, at the same time, a hairy thigh crossed Erlang's legs, dangling there.
But the rakshasa in front of him seemed to be in awe of this guy.
He replied slowly, "The person sent by the old man." ” "It seems that the old man already knows everything about our betrayal."
The rakshasa in front of him continued.
Who knew that the man in the red pajamas suddenly had a cold look in his eyes: "He knows that he knows how to send a few clown characters to my territory to make waves, it's just looking for death, this is not the United States, this is Africa, Somalia." ”: