813 Chapter 812 (1/2)

Look at three brand new off-road vehicles.

They did not act rashly.

Just aim the gun.

Be alert.

Most people can't drive this kind of car, and they can't afford it. There is an unwritten rule on this land boundary that even if it's a road toll, don't accept this kind of large black off-road vehicle.

Because this is standard for mercenaries.

Although they are not afraid.

But there is no need to provoke these desperadoes.

A dozen Africans rushed out.

Braved the rainstorm.

Blocked in front of the checkpoint.

Said it is a checkpoint, that is, an iron tripod. Let alone, this kind of guardrail welded with construction steel pipe is very practical, the materials are easy to obtain, the welding is convenient, and the protection effect is not good.

Triangular guardrail design.

Ordinary car crashed, absolutely pill.

”get off.”

A leading African shouted to the car.

”Click.”

The co-pilot door opened.

A big black man in a black suit walked out with an umbrella.

See this costume.

And that tall body makes them feel a little inferior. In Africa, due to malnutrition, people here are quite different from those black people in the United States. They are generally thinner and short.

The person in front of you.

Close to two meters.

Definitely a super big man.

”Who are you? What are you doing here?” the leading African asked nervously.

”I have an appointment with your tribal patriarch Belif. If you have something to discuss, you can call to confirm and show us the way later.” The warrior said calmly.

Here.

It was the tribe where the first pickup trucks that followed the convoy were located.

Believ is the patriarch here. In order not to fight the fire after the incident, the Black Prison has always solved the problem of profit distribution in the mine in advance, and then will begin to solve the forces that want to fight the autumn wind along the way.

The solution is also very simple.

Let a fish out.

People who want to fish will come naturally.

After getting a few more powerful fishermen, the rest naturally dare not jump out anymore. Before calling Believ, the attitude was very arrogant, and they even wanted to share the interests of the mine, and made the black prison want to talk. Just send someone.

then.

They are coming.

As for time.

Then it’s not that Believ has the final say, this matter can actually be coordinated by Sadok, but Sadok is trying to use his influence to negotiate terms with the black prison, it will be useful to find him, but it is not big.

This kind of thing.

He still has to solve it by himself.

Let Sadok know.

Without you.

We can still get things done, looking for you just to save some trouble, and this also involves another plan about Sadok, so this time, the black prison will do it himself.

You have to do it beautifully.

”It's so late, why don't you come tomorrow?” The leading African said vigilantly. He didn't receive a message that anyone wanted to come, and it was still late at night, so it didn't look right.

”It was Patriarch Belif who told us to come quickly, so we have to come now.” said the soldier.

”That... well, you wait.” Although the leading African was confused, but looking at this tone, it was really called from the clan chief, and said to the person next to him: ”Look at first, I'll call .”

Finished.

He trot into the house.

He doesn't have a satellite phone.