Chapter 475 Even God is helping himself!
There was no pause. Taking advantage of the heavy damage of the other party, Chen Jiaju came forward with an eagle's claw. Grabbing the other party's ribs, the man only felt his eyes dark and fainted unconsciously.
Chen Jiaju clapped his hands easily and finished the work!
Chen Jiaju, who came back, saw that Hill was looking at him stupidly with his mouth wide open. Obviously, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. Looking down at the position he had just sat, and looked left and right at the mess of the coffee shop, Hill finally realized.
"Chen...Chen, is this the Japanese who just targeted me?" Hill's anger, which had already subsided, flared up again.
"Uh-huh," Chen Jiaju nodded and said, "Look at their clothes, they should be inseparable. They all seem to be Japanese!"
"Damn it, do they really want me to die?" Hill got the answer he wanted, but calmed down.
Walking to the fainted and unconscious guy, Hill kicked him and said gratefully to Chen Jiaju, "Chen, thank you for your help just now! Otherwise, I'm really going to see God!"
"You're welcome. Besides, I'm also self-help." Chen Jiaju said lightly, "Although their target is you, I will sit opposite you. If I don't resist, I'm afraid I will be affected by them!"
Hill shook his head and sighed, "I know you are saving my face, but I can't forget your kindness to save my life!"
"Hill, what are you going to do with these guys?" Chen Jiaju reminded Hill that this is his own big killer against the Japanese!
These little Japanese are simply brain-damaged. If you want to play assassination, you can play honestly behind the scenes. How can there be such a matter of light? Now that this matter is defeated, I would like to see how you face the anger of the Americans and the British at the same time!
Well, it can only be said that these little Japanese are too confident. If they don't have their own appearance, this Hill may really be hit by the other party and become a headless public case! In that case, the Japanese may really get what they want. Chen Jiaju looked down at the guy who seemed to be a dead body and thought quietly.
"What should I do? That's hard to say!" Hill's eyes burst into revenge: "Since these dwarf radishes are so shameless, don't blame me for being rude. If I, Hill, don't mess up the good things of your little Japan, I'm not an Italian descendant!"
The arc of the corners of Chen Jiaju's mouth is more and more curved. It seems that God is really helping himself!
I hadn't figured out how to deal with these annoying little Japan. By mistake, I actually got this better result than the best result I could imagine!
It seems that even God can't stand these evil little Japan! Chen Jiaju thought happily.
A typical British-style foreign-style building is located in a secluded block. Compared with Brunei, a tall house where most local indigenous people live, such a chic building is very dazzling. Brunei is a typical tropical ocean climate with rain all year round. Although the British-style foreign-style building is very elegant in appearance, it is not as chic as imagined. The sultry and humid is the greatest feeling for anyone to enter the foreign-style building.
The ceiling fan above his head keeps spinning, but Nick is always sweating in his office.
Putting down the phone in his hand, Nick frowned. These damn Japanese are simply trouble-maker. Don't you understand the hints to you at all? This is still a sneak attack on the employees of Exxon Oil Company in the light. Don't you know that the Americans are easy to mess with?
Nick, who was bloated, untied his neckline and walked around the office. He received the sudden bad news. He knew that things were out of control! It seems that my so-called opportunity to release water and raise fish has been ruined by those Japanese. The top priority now is not to think about how to deal with those oil and water, but to appease the American as much as possible. Don't let things get bigger!
Nick shook his head with a wry smile. It's not easy!
This little Japanese is really fierce. It uses several people to sneak up at once. If the Americans really die like this, it's enough to become a headless public case. But these stupid little Japanese people have been stolen by others! The American just was threatened and made a lot of noise last night. Now he can't even save his life. It's even more difficult to calm things off than to the sky!
As a political veteran who came out of the Prime Minister's Office, Nick knows that the honor of the British Empire shines on the world, and it is not easy for him to escape from political rivals. Although this Borneo is wild in the wilderness, since the discovery of oil from here, its ordinary corners have become a favorite in the eyes of the empire.
Nick sighed that if he could successfully excavate and extract the newly discovered oil in Brunei, he would have made a great contribution. It would not be difficult to return to Downing Street in the future.
But if there is a big mistake in this extremely red-eyed position, you can't think about anything good. From then on, the end of political life is still a small matter. It's hard to say whether the usual opposition can easily let go.
Walking to the closet full of all kinds of wine bottles, Nick was in a trance and his mind was entangled about how to deal with this very tricky thing in front of him. It took me a long time to come to my senses and picked up the coffee beans and brewed them by myself. At this time, it's better to drink more of this refreshing drink.
"Dingling"
Nick put down the coffee pot in his hand and picked up the phone on his desk: "Hey, it's me!"
"Okay, no problem. I'm free at two o'clock this afternoon. OK, that's it!" Nick, who put down the phone, lay on his back on the bench, and his right finger kept tapping gently on the table. Obviously, the phone just now made him entangled.
Charlie? This guy has not always been like a fish in water in Singapore. What's the matter with him coming to the Sabah area at this time? Does this guy also like the oil business here in Brunei?
Gently scratched a match and lit a cigar. In the fog, Nick's deep eyes became more and more confused. He vaguely felt whether he had thought of things too simple at the beginning. He thought that the sky was far away, and he was the local emperor here. He wanted to be windy and rain.
Now it seems that this oil is really too stimulating for those big crocodiles. How long will it take to reveal the news of the oil? There are already so many menciting guys. You really have to be careful.