I'm a warlord in Africa!

Chapter 85 Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!

look familiar?

Listening to Park Ji-soo's words, Cheng Mu turned over the document in his hand and took a look.

On weekdays, in order to facilitate the review of personal information, the first page of these documents will directly display the color-printed portraits of these people.

Unexpectedly, I was recognized by Park Ji-soo now.

Cheng Mu pointed at the portrait of Mubatu on the document and asked Park Ji-soo: "Do you know this person... no, this Nig?"

Park Ji-soo nodded. "I just went to meet the President of the Republic of Korea with my father, and he seemed to be talking to this... Nig."

Cheng Mu immediately put down everything in his hands, frowned and asked: "What did he talk about with your president?"

Park Ji-soo thought for a moment and replied, "It seems like... he wants to come to Korea?"

"Apply for political asylum?" Cheng Mu asked immediately.

"Yes, that seems to be what I'm talking about."

Political asylum?

How much power do you, South Korea, have to provide security for others?

Cheng Mu did not take it lightly, but continued to ask: "How did you know that the president talked about these things?"

"We're just watching from the side." Park Ji-soo didn't understand why Cheng Mu suddenly asked this.

Hearing this, Cheng Mu realized that he had fallen into a misconception.

The president of South Korea talks about things without telling the chaebol? This is really anti-Tian Gang.

The term of office of each South Korean president is only five years at most. The chaebols have been passed down for generations. What can they use to fight against them?

Moreover, the presidential campaign cannot be separated from the financial support provided by the chaebols, so for the chaebols, the president's status is slightly higher than that of a dog.

Just like the chaebols in front of the US military.

"When this Nigge was talking to your president just now, I wonder if you and your father were present?"

Mubatu should know that the Koreans are building a factory in Kundi State, but Cheng Mu is not sure whether this bastard knows Park Ji-soo and her father.

Park Ji-soo shook her head.

"Very good, Jixiu, the information you provided is very important to me. I will call you later."

"Also, don't call yourself the Republic of Korea in front of me from now on. You can call it the Little Republic of Korea."

Cheng Mu praised Park Ji-soo with great satisfaction, then hung up the phone.

After being praised by Cheng Mu, Park Ji-soo showed a happy expression on her face, but she felt that something seemed wrong with today's video call.

What did you want to do with Cheng Mu in the first place?

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mu lit a cigarette and began to think about this matter in his mind.

Mubatu is going to run away?
In this way, it seems that I don't have to go to the capital to start a massacre.

Cheng Mu speculated that Mubatu's current contact with South Korea should be just the initial test.

Judging from this kind of character, it is very likely that they have already contacted multiple countries and are carefully selecting from them.

We have to find a way to make him choose to go to Korea.

In this way, you can save yourself a lot of trouble.

The tobacco burned slowly in Cheng Mu's hands, making a slight sizzling sound.

……

It was exactly what Cheng Mu expected.

Mbatu did contact several countries.

But there aren't many options in Asia.

There is no way the Giant East Kingdom would care about such trivial matters, let alone the Russian Bear.

If you go there, a black person will be fucked to death by a drunk guy.

As for the small countries in Southeast Asia, they can hardly protect themselves and are not a good place to go.

So Mubatu set his sights on Japan, South Korea and Australia.

In Mbatu's view, Japan and South Korea would be safer than Australia because they have a higher population density and strict gun bans.

Mubatu has already spoken with the politicians of these three countries over the phone. He is willing to pay 1 billion Mi Dao to buy his life.

But the prerequisite is that the other party must make a political statement to take him in. In Mubatu's opinion, the country most likely to take him in is South Korea.

South Korean presidents have relatively short terms in office, so they usually focus on making money after taking office and are easily tempted by money.

Moreover, the current South Korean president’s term of office will end in one year, and he will definitely enjoy a good meal before retiring.

It's just a ten billion meter sword...it really is like surviving by cutting off an arm.

Mubatu took a deep breath, his eyes sinister.

Where there is life, there is hope.

……

After thinking about it in his office, Cheng Mu decided to ignore the South Korean president's issue for the time being and instead strengthen Mubatu first.

The specific content of increasing the intensity is: go to the capital and start a massacre, but don't do a large-scale massacre, just kill a few tens of thousands of people, so that Mubatu will feel a sense of urgency and speed up his escape.

Because although Cheng Mu can control Park Ji-soo, he is not sure he can control her father to do this and that for him.

It would be great if the news leaked out.

And from Cheng Mu's perspective.

No matter where Mubatu ran, he would eventually die.

It might take some effort to find him by myself in Ethiopia, and running abroad would only lead to faster death.

Putting aside other things, if he really ran away, it would not be difficult to ask the US military or the Judong country for information. I am not asking them to do it themselves.

There is no place in this world where the shadows of these two great powers do not exist.

Middle East, Asia, Colombia, Mexico...

A warlord who leaves his base will be nothing more than a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered.

Cheng Mu called Park Ji-soo again and told her to pretend nothing had happened and wait for his news.

But recently, if her father goes to do anything, she follows him closely.

If it is about that Nig, report it to me immediately.

Cheng Mu was a little unsure whether this counted as employing child labor.

But now that things have come to this, I can’t care less and just start killing.

Cheng Mu gave an order, and his soldiers headed straight for the capital.

Before setting off, Cheng Mu told his soldiers: The reason why we all lived such a fucked-up hard life in the past was because those bastards in the capital took all the blessings from us!

As soon as these words were spoken, the soldiers' desire to kill immediately increased.

Moreover, Cheng Mu also said: In consideration of everyone's good performance recently, the spoils after the attack on the capital this time can be taken by all.

Thousands of elite troops rushed to the capital with high morale.

At the beginning, Cheng Mu's army did encounter some obstacles, but the only role that the capital's defense forces could play was to slightly delay the soldiers' steps.

After dealing with the miscellaneous soldiers on the outermost perimeter, they rushed directly to the government building and the National Bank in the capital.

This was Cheng Mu's special instruction.

This is the political and military center of the capital, and it is also where many of Ethiopia's wealthy people live.

As for Cheng Mu, he had no intention of taking money from the poor.

As for those soldiers, there was only one word in their eyes.

If you see someone wearing a suit, kill him.

If you encounter someone driving a car, kill him.

Those who work in the building will be killed.

Anyone wearing glasses (many poor people cannot afford them) was killed.

Those hiding in high-end residential areas will be killed.

Those who flee in all directions will be killed.

Anyone who kneels and surrenders will be killed.

Fuck it! Kill kill kill kill kill kill!

(End of this chapter)