423 Dismember Country F (1/2)

Chapter 423: Dismember Country F

Translator: _Min_Editor: Rundi

Country F, in a remote town on an island.

In a small restaurant, three F citizens in grey sweaters sat around a table.

”What time is it?” The man with darker skin glanced at the door and asked his companions in a low voice.

The person being asked looked at his watch. ”It's already 1.”

The chubby man that didn't speak inhaled deeply and anxiously pulled on his collar.

”Santos, do you think that person will come?”

”I don't know, I don't trust the Han,” Santos said emotionlessly.

The chubby guy moved his fat lips, didn't comment on Santo's words and just leaned on the chair. As to why they would appear here, it had to do with a phone call they received last night.

The people who sat here were all top officials of MNLF. Although most of the force of MNLF was stationed on MLL Island, their headquarter was on a small island next to MLL Island.

Santos was just about to doze off when an unknown number reached his phone. After careful deliberation, he cautiously picked up the phone. But when it went through, the person on the other side didn't introduce themselves and directly said he wanted to provide weapons for MNLF.

From the accent, the person on the phone should be Han.

To the olive branch extended by the Han, Santos was somewhat cautious. In Country F, 1% of the Han controlled over 60% of the economy. No one liked to be around their wealthy neighbors.

But that person's offer was too hard to reject.

It was enough weapons to equip an army.

What shocked him, even more, was that the person said the weapons were transferred into the country already.

With the weapons, MNLF's shortage of arms would be significantly alleviated. He could quickly build a force of 7000 from his supporters and increase the strength of the guerrillas substantially.

But what made Santos cautious was that it was a Han that made the offer, and the Han knew all the details about him, he even stated the hotel room he stayed in.

Of course, to prevent his phone number from being tracked, Jiang Chen didn't state which hotel in which city.

Cold sweat rolled off his forehead. Due to the heated internal conflict, Santos finally agreed to his request to meet. The police didn't come to his door; it at least explained that the person on the phone didn't have any hostility.

Therefore, this scene happening now occurred.

After he secretively deployed soldiers around the restaurant, Santos and his two close officials sat in the restaurant. They sat in the private room the person arranged, ordered two dishes, and carefully waited for the other person to come.

But it was already the time they had arranged.

”He fooled us,” the chubby guy said.

Santos closed his eyes and deliberated for a moment. ”Wait ten more minutes. If no one comes, we'll leave.”

But just as he finished his sentence, someone knocked on the door.

The person with the watch instinctively moved to his waist, seeing Santos shack his head, he put his hands back on the table again.

”Please come in,” Santos spoke to the door.

The door opened, but it was a ten-year-old boy that came in.

Seeing the people in the room all look at him in surprise, the boy timidly brought out the tablet.

”Someone asked me to bring this here.”

”Where is that person?” Santos gazed with deadliness into the boy's eyes.

With a frightened expression on the boy's face, the boy shook his head fiercely. His hands holding the tablet trembled uncontrollably with words rapidly spitting out. ”I don't know, he had a mask on. He gave me 10 USD and asked me to bring this here.”

Then the boy carefully placed the tablet on the sofa beside the door and he quickly ran out.

Without regard to the boy, Santos signaled the chubby guy to bring the tablet over.

And then, the phone rang again.

Seeing the caller, Santos picked up and said with a low but menacing voice, ”What tricks are you playing with me?”

Without wasting a word, Jiang Chen directly said.