Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 139 Wang Heng

"Damn it, you can't do this. I'm going with you. I want to ask Sean what he means!"

John no longer struggled violently, but said viciously: "No one can treat a US military officer like this in Baghdad!"

John was roughly packed into the Hummer outside the hotel, and the two drove the Hummer directly to the outside of Baghdad with a kick of the accelerator. Seeing that the car was going further and further away, John became increasingly uneasy and asked in a panic: "Hey , where do you want to take me? I want to see your boss!"

Oleg, who was driving, gritted his teeth impatiently and said: "You damn fat pig, please be quiet! Otherwise I will make you suffer enough now!"

Andre hit him on the head with the butt of his gun, causing him to scream like a pig, and warned: "Listen, our boss will meet you, but if you don't know how to keep quiet, I will help you." !”

The car soon stopped in a woods on the outskirts. Under the light, several figures were revealed. Sean was among them. There was a pit that had been dug nearby, and a body was lying in it.

John was roughly dragged out of the car by Oleg and Andrei, and pushed to the pit. Only then did he see clearly that the corpse in the pit was the beautiful woman who had been with him on the sweet bed in the hotel in the evening. Well.

"Sean... I... what do you want? Tell me what you want! I'll give it to you, I can do it! I can help you solve any problems in Baghdad, and I can also give you supplies for the military camp at low prices! "

He knew that Sean would go to great lengths to ask him out for dinner, and he would definitely not do it just to kill him. If he didn't want to die, he would have to show his worth. He had never been a tough guy.

"Haha!" Sean chuckled and walked forward, reaching out and patting John's fat face: "Don't worry, Lieutenant Colonel, we are good friends, aren't we?"

John's heart trembled at the gentle movement, and he said without hesitation: "Yes, yes, we are friends, good friends!"

Sean took out his tactical smartphone and clicked on the video above, which immediately started playing John's live erotica: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lieutenant Colonel is getting stronger and stronger with age, and his fighting ability is very good!"

Seeing that the other person's face was reddened, Sean turned off the video and clicked on an audio recording, where a conversation between John and a woman came out with a lewd smile.

"My dear, you are so awesome!"

"Haha, of course, I have something even better!"

"Oops~ I hate it~"

"Haha, you mean Sean? That's a fool who gave me money!"

"What? Of course I have more money. I am the supreme commander of the military camp. It is not easy to report the damage of weapons and equipment!"

Sean grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth: "As a good friend, I am very happy to solve some troubles for you. I have already helped you deal with this woman who stole your secret, so you don't need to thank me."

At this moment, John's face was ashen, and he collapsed on the ground. He still didn't understand. This guy in front of him, who he thought was an honest Chinese, had never thought about cooperating well from the beginning, but was designing himself. !

He tremblingly raised his finger and pointed at Sean: "You...you devil!"

Sean shook his head and said: "No, no, no, you are wrong John, I am just adding a layer of insurance to our cooperation. After all, you don't want this matter to be exposed by the media, right?"

Hearing this, John was like a deflated rubber ball and said feebly: "I think I understand..." Sean then showed a satisfied smile, helped the other person up affectionately, and helped him clean up his pants. Tutu: "Hey, we are good friends. How could I harm you? I'm just joking with you. Don't be angry. Don't be angry."

Then he turned to Oleg and Andrei and said, "You two are too rude. How can you treat our distinguished guests like this? Send them back quickly!"

Oleg and Andrei shrugged indifferently, walked over and opened the car door again, stretched out their hands and made an invitation gesture to John: "Please, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel."

Sean's series of face changes caught everyone at the scene off guard, and Oleg and others secretly complained.

John got into the car in despair, and drove away under the escort of Andre and Oleg.

Sean watched the vehicle leave, waved his hand and said to the remaining people: "Let's go, call it a day, go home and sleep!"

……

The next day, in Sean's office, Ahmed drank a cup of coffee and was burned like a pug. He stuck out his tongue and kept fanning himself with his hands. Sean looked at him and stroked his forehead.

After he recovered, Ahmed said: "Boss, didn't you ask me to find an agent last time?"

Sean wondered: "Well, what's the problem?"

Ahmed said: "That's right, there are a few people who I personally think have potential and I want you to check them out. You see..."

Sean asked, "Are they in Baghdad?"

Ahmed nodded and said: "Yes, some of them are local wanderers here in Baghdad, and a few are speculators from other countries."

"In this way, since they are all in Baghdad, I will give them half an hour. After half an hour, those who have not arrived will be left to fend for themselves. The most indispensable thing in Baghdad is speculators!" Sean thought for a while and said.

.........

Wang Heng is a speculator. As a child of a poor family with a single parent, he has studied very seriously since he was a child. He wants to use learning to break the shackles of fate. He also has a smart mind. When he was a student, he was always in class. However, when he was ambitiously preparing for his senior year in high school, as long as he could get into a good university, relying on subsidies, scholarships, and doing some handyman work by himself would be enough. Pay for college tuition.

However, the house leaked and it rained all night. Bad luck only seeks out the poor. Bad news came from home. His mother was seriously ill and needed money for medical treatment. He would definitely not be able to pay the tuition for his senior year of high school. In this case, he had no choice. He had no choice but to give up the college entrance examination and go out to work early. At that time, he was only a sophomore in high school and still a minor. Apart from going to the factory, he would wash dishes or wash other people's hair.

But deep down he was still unconvinced. He always firmly believed that if you don't die, you will eventually come out!

By chance, he heard someone mentioning that there was gold all over Iraq. As long as he was lucky, he could make a fortune. He first carefully checked the information about Iraq on the Internet and learned that it was a war-torn place. , with countless opportunities, and of course, countless dangers, he resolutely launched a second counterattack against fate. He first borrowed money from all his relatives and friends who could borrow money, and then added the money he had saved from working for two years. With his meager savings, he scraped together enough money to come to Iraq. He told his mother that he was going to work elsewhere, and then he boarded a plane to Iraq without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)