Chapter 815 Crazy Muta

...Brother Zhuang, are you all right?"

As soon as Zhuang Rui walked out of the exchange, Peng Fei greeted him, followed by a few malicious eyes and stared at Zhuang Rui. These people were neither trading diamonds nor waiting for others. In that way, they almost showed the words "I am a robber" on their faces.

However, what they are doing now should be the work of "stepping on the plate" on the domestic road, that is, after being optimistic about the target, find a way to find out the amount of their transactions, and then track it on the trading day.

"It's okay, let's go..."

Zhuang Rui was not in a good mood. He had a feud with the prince of Africa for no reason. He was really shot while lying down.

"Mr. Zhuang, do you know a few people over there?" As a bodyguard, George and others were particularly sensitive. He found that a black man was staring at Zhuang Rui more than 20 meters away from him, unconcealing the murderous spirit in his eyes.

"Muta's bodyguard, I was a little unhappy on the exchange just now..." Zhuang Rui saw at a glance that the black man was the bodyguard who had just followed Muta. It seemed that the man was really a must-have personality, and he was still waiting here.

"Muta of Libiah?" After hearing the words, George suddenly looked awe-inspiring. He couldn't help putting his right hand on his waist. He pushed Zhuang Rui with his left hand and said, "Zhuang, get in the car quickly..." Zhuang Rui was surrounded by George and three people and trotted all the way to the parking lot With a sigh of relief, his eyes passed through the window, and the policeman looked out slowly.

"George, isn't it? What can they do in public?

Zhuang Rui felt that George was a little fussy. No matter how rampant Muta was, it was also in Lebiya. Now he was in South Africa. Even if he wanted to be unfavorable to himself, I'm afraid he would need time to find the local snake. Zhuang Rui didn't believe that Muta dared to hold a

"Zhuang, Muta kills people regardless of place. As long as there is a sniper rifle, he can blow your head..." George smiled bitterly and saw nothing outside." Then he continued to say, "Zhuang, why did you provoke him? That man is a madman. He will let the person who offended him howl for seven days to die because of a little quarrel...

And the diamond that Muta is looking at is not allowed to be priced with him, otherwise it will.........”

George fired a shot with his hand, with a wry smile on his face. He didn't expect to take over a task and get into Muta. If he had known before, George would not have taken over the business.

"Seven days? Isn't that Ling Chi?" Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't expect Muta to have this hobby? It's paralyzed. Put it in ancient China. This guy is a professional executioner.

Peng Fei knew English, but he had been paying attention to the situation outside just now. When he saw two black people standing more than ten meters away from his car with an Arab, he immediately asked Zhuang Rui, "Brother Zhuang, is it that Arab?" "It's him..." Zhuang Rui saw Muta's car again. Xiang, Bi scratched the action of shooting, and couldn't help but feel a little itchy with hatred.

"I'll kill him..."

When Peng Fei spoke, his right hand casually patted George on the shoulder." Then the lightning-like well clasped George's shoulder hole, five fingers like hooks, and pinched hard.

George suddenly felt that his whole shoulder was sore." He didn't wait for him to react, and the desert eagle on his waist fell on Peng Fei's hand.

Peng Fei's murderous face shone on the long silver barrel, which looked more and more ferocious. He skillfully pulled the trigger and took a look at the bullets in the slippery. Peng Fei was ready to push the door and get out of the car.

"Oh, my God" Stop, damn it, "Do you want us all to die?"

It was not until Peng Fei was about to push the door and get out of the car that George reacted. He grabbed Peng Fei with his left hand and roared loudly that the bulletproof car was soundproof and was not afraid of being heard outside.

"If you kill Muta here, I can guarantee that if the car can't drive five kilometers, it will be hit by a rocket. Do you think this car can withstand it?"

George almost roared, and the smeared car in his mouth was everywhere, and Zhuang Rui had to raise his hand to block it.

"Peng Fei, George is right. Give him back the gun..."

Zhuang Rui knew that Gaddafi's power in Africa, Muta could kill himself, but if he killed him, he would probably get on the plane, and Gaddafi would also send a fighter plane to bomb himself down.

And even if you return to China safely, it is estimated that the relevant departments in China will definitely invite themselves to have tea as soon as possible.

"Brother Zhuang, if you leave first, I'll kill him..." Peng Fei is a little unwilling. Not to mention Kazaffe's son, even if Kazaffe himself wants to be unfavorable to Zhuang Rui, Peng Fei will kill him without hesitation.

"Forget it, we'll leave tomorrow night, and we can't afford to hide..." Zhuang Rui shook his head and rejected Peng Fei's suggestion. Although he also wanted to shoot at that arrogant head, Zhuang Rui felt that he could not afford such consequences.

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei retreated from the magazine of the Desert Eagle, and then pulled the gun** to retreat, and then gave the gun ring to George.

To be honest, Peng Fei really doesn't like foreign special forces. In addition to better personal equipment, their endurance and actual combat ability are not a little worse than the unit he used to work for.

As for the Rambo played by Stallone, it's just a joke. Who doesn't know that as long as the American soldiers are captured on the Vietnam battlefield, they immediately squat down with their heads in their hands and shoot for fear of causing misunderstanding by the other party. The movements are all professionally trained.

"Peng, are you practicing Chinese kung fu? I think when we get back to the hotel, we can practice...

George was still a little sore on his right shoulder, and his face was a little sad. As Zhuang Rui's bodyguard, he was robbed of his gun without the ability to fight back, which made George feel ashamed.

"You? Not an opponent..." Peng Fei looked at George disdainfully. Maybe this soldier can still play a role on the battlefield, but compared with his skills and killing people, the three Georges are not his own opponents.

"Oh, no one knows if you haven't tried..." "George, I feel that you should be more concerned about my safety now, rather than practicing with my brother...

Seeing George's unygivable appearance, Zhuang Rui interrupted George's words. He felt that with Muta's arrogant and domineering character, he was likely to cause some trouble for himself.

"Yes, yes, Zhuang, I have a Jian...,..."

Zhuang Rui's words reminded George of his identity, and then said, "I suggest you cancel tomorrow's mine trip, and then leave this damn place immediately after trading diamonds, so... it's good for all of us, what do you think?"

According to George's arrangement, Zhuang and others were going to visit the diamond mine affiliated to their company tomorrow. After such a thing happened, for the safety of the employer and, of course, for the safety of himself and others, George decided to change the plan.

"The mine is privately owned by your company. It should have its own armed forces, right?"

To be honest, Zhuang Rui doesn't want to come to South Africa anymore. If he doesn't look at the diamond mine, he may have no chance in his life, so in Zhuang Rui's words still wants to act according to the punishment.

"Of course, it's an army that can't break through the defense of the mine..." George said with his head held high, and then the business went down, "But on the way back and forth, it's very unsafe, Mr. Zhuang, if you insist on visiting the diamond mine, I suggest you hire an armored vehicle and then add Add a few security guards, so that you can ensure that there is no mistake...

"Armoured vehicles can also be hired? How much does it cost a day?

Zhuang Rui sounds a little fresh. He said that he has really never sat on that thing. This is also abroad. If he can drive armored vehicles on domestic roads, I'm afraid those Hummer, Bugatti Shenghang and other cars will be embarrassed to drive out.

"In South Africa, as long as you have money, you can hire anything. According to our company's price, an armored vehicle is equipped with four security guards, which costs 200,000 US dollars a day. What do you think, Mr. Zhuang?"

Now the three of us are protecting Zhuang Rui, and George also feels a little uneasy. He hopes that Zhuang Rui can add some security personnel. In that case, Muta should give up retaliation against Zhuang Rui when he sees that he has no chance.

"Swenty thousand dollars? Yes, in addition, you and all the security guards will stay in the room next to me at night "............"

Spending 200,000 US dollars to buy Ping An, Zhuang Rui thinks it's worth it. Although he knows that George is a lion, Zhuang Rui doesn't bother to care about it. After all, judging from George's performance just now, he is still very conscientious.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away..." After George heard Zhuang Rui's consent to his suggestion, the nervous look on his face immediately disappeared. He picked up the phone in his hand and dialed it. However, when talking about the price, although George lowered his voice, Zhuang Rui still heard the word 100,000 US dollars.

"Okay, sir, they will make up with us halfway..." Only George put down the phone and said to Zhuang Rui with a happy face, indicating that the driver could drive.

"Go, find William. I want the boy's information. If William doesn't agree, you can tell him that I've been interested in his Venezuelan chick for a long time "..." After seeing Zhuang Rui's car leave, Muta wanted the attendant beside him to tell him. When he spoke, he put out his tongue and licked it The lips seem to have smelled blood.

"There are always people who say that my father is a tyrant and funds those who agree with terrorists. I think my father should praise me for killing an Asian boy, right?"

Muta's smile made the remaining black man around him feel a little chilly, and this guy was a madman.

(PS: 8,000 words have been completed, and there are still two chapters and more than 100 chapters left today. That hero will support it. Well, there are all the recommendations. Don't forget to vote.)

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