South Korean prosecutor

He brought down an oil-producing country, a country that could make money easily, and all the achievements that people boasted about were just his own boast.

They say he is against the United States, but he gave up a lot of armed training in the country this year and handed over the suspect in the Lockerbie air crash, indirectly admitting that he was the one who did it.

He will continue to talk big in the United States and Europe the next year and collude with terrorist organizations. What he has done can be roughly summarized into three things.

He talks nonsense everywhere and is disgusting. He has no intention of taking sides and acts like a fence-sitter.

Carry out terrorist attacks and massacre civilians on a large scale.

Corruption has made the country a mess.

White Eagle nodded and said, "Indeed, the things he did in the Soviet Union were quite disgusting. He always made some outrageous demands. If Comrade Brezhnev had not been optimistic about him, we in the KGB would have made him suffer."

"If you have an idea, I can give him a beating right away and let that stupid idiot know how powerful our KGB is. He even called our KGB the world's largest terrorist organization."

Park Dehuan shrugged helplessly. It can be seen how disgusting this idiot is that someone like the KGB could give such an evaluation.

After the plane landed, Pu Dehuan said to Sheng Dao, "Sheng Dao, take them to a hotel and I will come to find you later."

When Pu Dehuan got off the plane, he found that there was no convoy to greet him. There was only a man standing in the distance waiting. He was very annoyed. Pu Dehuan never thought that Gaddafi did not even have such benefits.

He walked up to the man and asked in a very gentle tone: "Excuse me, Mr. Gaddafi, do you want me to go over?"

The man raised his chin and said, "Mr. Gaddafi said that we are a sovereign country, and you Koreans are just dogs raised by the Americans. You third-class people are not worthy of riding in the presidential palace's car."

Pu Dehuan continued to keep a smile on his face. He had no idea what Gaddafi was trying to do. Perhaps he just wanted to disgust people.

"Then can you call a few taxis?" Park Dehuan tried to remain gentle as possible. He continued, "I can take a taxi to the presidential palace, but it needs to be slow."

"The president said that you must arrive within an hour, or get out of Libya." He coughed twice and said, "The president also asked me to tell you, it's best."

"Can you at least give me an address?" Pu Dehuan was already a little impatient. He decided that he must teach Gaddafi a lesson after getting the money.

"Here, everyone knows where the presidential palace is. President Gaddafi also asked me to tell you - don't think you can be late just because you have a US military base." After saying this, the man couldn't hold it in any longer. He didn't expect that Park Dehuan could still endure it.

Pu Dehuan nodded and said, "I understand. Don't worry, I will try to get there within an hour." He took Bai Ying's hand and walked out.

The man called out to Pu Dehuan and said, "Sir, I'm sorry. I'm just a messenger. I hope you won't take your anger out on me."

"It's okay, I understand." Pu Dehuan waved his hand and walked out. After leaving, Pu Dehuan said coldly: "Let him commit suicide."

White Eagle frowned and asked, "Didn't you say you weren't angry?"

"Of course I'm not angry, but I need to use a small person to intimidate the big person Gaddafi. I can't kill Gaddafi, right?" Pu Dehuan sighed helplessly and said, "How disgusting."

"What the hell is this thing? Is he a dog? I was so sick of the plane just now. Have you ever been so sick of it?"

Bai Ying nodded and said, "I heard from a senior KGB officer that when he visited the Soviet Union, he opened the door of the plane and refused to get out, so the Soviet Foreign Minister and a large number of KGB and senior officials stood there for more than 40 minutes."

"What's that? At least there was no verbal attack, right?" Park Dehuan rolled his eyes at her and said, "Let me tell you, any normal Korean would have fought with him just now."

Chapter 35: Special Ventriloquism, "Fountain" ()

White Eagle snorted and laughed, "It was November, November in Moscow. You can imagine how sour it was. A lot of agents were stamping their feet in the cold, and he just stayed on the plane and didn't get off."

"My mother told me that the foreign minister was shivering from the cold, with snot and tears running down his face. It was a very windy day. If Brezhnev had not instructed them to treat Gaddafi well, they would have rushed up and beaten him to death."

Park Dehuan laughed unkindly and said, "Now that I think about it, I'm pretty lucky."

White Eagle nodded and said, "If you want Gaddafi to commit suicide, it's not impossible. Now 80% of the KGB have joined my side. Believe in my strength."

"Forget it. This kid is a big chess piece for my future. I still need him. Let him live. In the future, I will let you kill him with your own hands. If he is willing to pay, I might let him live." Park Dehuan smiled and got into the taxi with Bai Ying.

Bai Ying asked: "To be honest, I would rather kill him." The two communicated in Russian and did not have to worry about being heard.

Pu Dehuan shook his head and said, "I care more about money, but this kind of person really deserves to die. His fate was predicted by Han Feizi a long time ago."

"A country that is small but does not humble itself, a country that has little power but does not fear the strong, a country that is rude but insults its big neighbor, a country that is greedy and stubborn but does not make friends well, is doomed to perish. Unfortunately, he was too rich. This is fate. His wealth fell into the hands of a fool."

Bai Ying snorted in dissatisfaction and said, "Can't you just deceive him, get the money and then kill him?"

"Absolutely not." Pu Dehuan shook his head and said, "It's hard to build trust, but once it's built, you can easily gain infinite wealth. I can't give up the infinite wealth in the future for a little money. Just be patient."

267 Pricing Power

Fifty-five minutes later, Park Dehuan arrived in front of the Libyan presidential palace. After getting off the car, Park Dehuan angrily threw $20,000 in the driver's face and cursed: "Damn Gaddafi, he really set the time so badly. If I hadn't asked the driver to speed up, he would definitely be late."

Bai Ying asked nonchalantly, "Do you want to give him a pot of wine?"

"Let your people prepare. Are those people really intending to surrender here?" This is what Park Dehuan is most worried about. He really doesn't like the feeling of being monitored.

"Be more confident in yourself. You are the one who pays the money. People are all profit-seeking creatures." Bai Ying hugged his back and walked towards the presidential palace and said, "If it was before, it might have been possible, but now it is completely impossible."

Park Dehuan nodded and walked towards the presidential palace. He felt that Bai Ying was right and he should be so worried.

In this kind of militarized organization, whoever has money can control the organization. The people below must need money, because only money can make their lives better.

Therefore, whoever gives money is the boss. This is why, after gaining financial autonomy, the CIA gradually broke away from the control of the US government and began to be loyal to major organizations and even individuals.

This is also the key reason why the military cannot engage in business. Once the military has financial autonomy, the leader of this army will have actual control over the army, and it will be impossible to replace him.

In the distant China, warlords were dividing the country; in the near future, the North Korean army was rebelling.

Park Dehuan was stopped at the entrance of the presidential palace. He looked at the guard and asked, "What does Gaddafi mean? Does he not want to talk? Ask him to give a precise answer."

The guard said, "The President is discussing something with his secretary. He hopes you can wait here. He will finish at any moment and ask someone to invite you in."

Pu Dehuan said in Libyan: "I know, I will wait here until he comes to me in person. Bastard, you are so shameless, White Eagle, you are causing trouble."

Bai Ying immediately dialed the number and said, "Execute Plan Three, Plan Seven, and Plan Nine."

Forty minutes later, a soldier hurried into the presidential palace. Park Dehuan lit up his second cigar and asked, "What's going on?"

"Our troops have spread to the Middle East, established many terrorist organizations, and gathered many terrorist organizations. Just now, four refineries in Libya were blown up." White Eagle said with a smile.

"You..." The guards raised their guns and pointed them at White Eagle, speaking in Libyan.

White Eagle turned his head, looked at the gun and said, "I'll give you three seconds to put it down, three, two, one." The guard's head exploded instantly, and brains and blood sprayed on the snow-white wall.

She smiled contemptuously and said coldly, "What are you doing with a few hundred dollars a month? You're looking for death. You dare to point a gun at me. Do you really think I don't have anyone here?"

Another soldier rushed into the general palace.

White Eagle snorted and laughed, "The parade has begun."

Park Dehuan gave a satisfied smile and asked, "What's the last plan?"

"The capture of Gaddafi's family should have been completed." White Eagle took out a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth and said, "Many leaders of small countries are not human beings."

"No matter how many terrorist activities you carry out, they will not be moved in the slightest. Only by harming their own interests can they know what terror is and become obedient. This is the experience we have summed up."

Park Dehuan gave her a thumbs up and said, "Awesome, I really like your awesome personality."

A beautiful bodyguard ran out and said, "Mr. Park, Mr. Gaddafi wants to see you."

Pu Dehuan turned around and spat in her face, cursing, "How dare you, Xing Nu, call me out? Let Gaddafi come out to see me in person."

The beautiful bodyguard turned and left. Soon Gaddafi came out and stared at Park Dehuan fiercely.

Park Dehuan smiled, stood up, walked up to him, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Gaddafi, I am Park Dehuan."

"Let my family go." Gaddafi stretched out his right hand viciously and squeezed Pu Dehuan's hand hard.

Pu Dehuan gently exerted force, and Gaddafi knelt on one knee in pain. Pu Dehuan bent down and smiled, "Mr. Gaddafi, why do you have to do this? I'm not an important foreign official. As for your family, they should be fine now."

What he meant was that I'm not famous, nor am I an important official or a public figure, so I can do whatever I want to you. If you're tired of living, I can kill you at any time.

After releasing his hand, Gaddafi stood up and made a gesture of invitation, saying: "Please come in. I apologize for what happened just now."

"You should say sorry when you apologize. Didn't your mother teach you that?" Park Dehuan yelled at him, "Or do you not even have the basic common sense of being a human being?"

Gaddafi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that someone would dare to talk to him like that. He looked back at his soldiers and decided to leave his family behind.

But after seeing the bodies on the ground, Gaddafi lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

"Is saying sorry any good?" Park Dehuan pointed at him and yelled, "Do you know how much time you've wasted on me? Do you think everyone is like you, an idle idiot?"

"Do you think everyone's time is as worthless as yours? You are a low-energy waste, a pushover. I respect you because you are my client, but you are pushing your nose and looking for death?"

Gaddafi made a gesture of invitation again.

Pu Dehuan said to Bai Ying, "Go back. If I hadn't gotten out of this, I wouldn't want to see Libya still exist in this world. As for this stupid dog beside me, find someone to eat him alive."

"As for his family, all the men were tortured to death, and all the women were sent to work as free prostitutes. Oh, and how many sex slaves did he have? They were all sent to work as free prostitutes, and he had to watch over them."

Bai Ying smiled and said, "Including the bodyguards, personal secretaries, and mistresses, there are twelve of them. We know their exact locations. We can kill them at any time as long as you give the order."

This sentence completely frightened Gaddafi. He had never expected that his country would be infiltrated. It also made him doubt whether the KGB was really as omnipotent as the legend said.

In fact, the KGB is really as "all-powerful" as the legend says. During the Soviet era, the KGB always suppressed the CIA. Both sides had wins and losses, but the KGB always won more than it lost.

However, the Soviet Union itself was completely rotten, and the KGB department completely disappeared into history. Even after Putin came to power, he has been reducing the number of KGB members.

After showing off his muscles, Park Dehuan followed Gaddafi into the presidential palace. After the two sat down, Park Dehuan crossed his legs and asked while smoking a cigar, "What do you want to buy?"

"Arms. I need to arm Libya, but my relationship with the West was not good before..."

Pu Dehuan interrupted him and said, "You have a bad relationship with that country. You are a mad dog that bites everyone. It is normal for others not to sell you weapons."

"Besides, I am also under the control of the United States and other countries. It is difficult for me to export weapons to you. You need to pay a higher price. Otherwise, forget it. Think about it yourself."

Gaddafi took a deep breath and said: "I will ease relations with the West."

"So what? Will others forget what you did?" Pu Dehuan sneered and said, "No one in the upper class is easy to mess with. They may have lofty beliefs, but each of them is absolutely ruthless."

"They will never forget what you did. They may not agree with you on the surface, but believe me, no one will forgive you for what you did."

"So how much are you going to charge?"

Pu Dehuan raised his right hand and held up five fingers, saying, "Five times. Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, forget it. I'm leaving now. This is business, it's all about mutual consent."

Gaddafi was so angry that he laughed. He looked at Pu Dehuan and said, "Do you still have any shame? Are you still a human being? You gave so many advanced weapons to the Libyan opposition forces, and they just beat the government forces. How can I not buy weapons?"

This is the importance of weapons. They may seem useless, but when they are really used, you will die if you don’t have them. Therefore, arms have the right to monopolize and set prices.

And the pricing power is all-powerful!

268 Don't mess with the KGB, and don't mess with me

"Five times the price? I believe that there will be many people willing to sell me all kinds of weapons. As long as I am willing to pay five times the price, the United States will sell me high-tech weapons."

Pu Dehuan nodded and said, "Then go ahead and buy it. Your parameters will always be in their hands. Once you encounter the US army, once you encounter the army supported by US generals, you will be dead."

"And go buy it. I won't mind, as long as you can get what you want. I can even help you pay half the price. Trust me."

Chapter 36: Special Ventriloquism, "Fountain" ()

He never cared about Gaddafi buying other weapons. Now most of the high-tech illegal weapons are in his hands. With the relationship with the US Pentagon, American arms dealers will not sell weapons to Gaddafi.

Now he is Ukraine's big comprador. As long as he locks up Ukraine's arms, there is absolutely no way they will flow out.

As for Russia, under the control of the KGB, he didn't believe anyone could sell weapons to Libya, not even the death merchant Victor, he said.

Oh, by the way, Europe will be the next target, but Gaddafi has a very good reputation in Europe. As long as Park Dehuan hypes it up, whoever dares to sell it will be in the spotlight.

Everyone can betray you, but your years of accumulation will not betray you. When you look back one day at your past efforts and blood and sweat, you will find that they have grown into the sweetest fruits.

Gaddafi fell silent.

Pu Dehuan sneered, "The monopoly is in my hands. As long as you want to buy arms, even if it's just tanks, you need my approval. Gaddafi, you can make nonsense and talk nonsense in various countries, and they will tolerate it, but I am different, do you understand?"

"Can you lower the price a bit? Five times is too much." Gaddafi looked at Pu Dehuan with a hint of pleading in his eyes. He knew that he could not afford to offend the man sitting in front of him.

Pu Dehuan smiled without any response. Then he yawned and said, "Why? Because you are ugly? Like a dog? Stop kidding, okay? That's money. Convince me. Otherwise, it's absolutely impossible."

Gaddafi thought for a while and said, "Do you like beautiful women?"

Pu Dehuan nodded and said, "Of course I like them, but I don't like sluts. You should keep your sluts for yourself. I'm not interested."

"Virgin, I have recently found a very beautiful woman, but I haven't brought her to you yet. I believe you will like her." Gaddafi forced a smile and said, "Please give me a discount. I want to buy a lot of weapons, and I'm sure you will make a lot of money."

"How much do you want?"

Gaddafi took the list handed over by the female bodyguard and said: "One hundred tanks, reconnaissance planes, bombers, armed helicopters, and a large amount of weapons and ammunition, including but not limited to rifles and artillery."

"Quite a lot." Pu Dehuan yawned and asked, "What are you going to do? Attack France?"

"I want to be the king of Africa, so I need a lot of weapons. How about 10 billion dollars?"

Pu Dehuan sneered, "You want to return the price of a woman to normal? What's your mindset when you say such nonsense? Or is there something wrong with your brain?"

“That’s twice the price.”

"Twenty billion." Park Dehuan shrugged and said, "If you want it or not, forget it. If you can't afford it, it only means you are poor. You deserve it."