The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

Ye Haiya-Jamie was so painful that he could hardly hold it down, screaming in his mouth and still cursing, Qiu Bo looked annoyed on one side, and directly took out a quick syringe and gave him a shot of morphine.

"Why are you so impatient!"

Boss Guan complained, and Qiu Bo "hehe" smiled.

It's not easy to say whether this fellow Yehya Jamme is messing around behind his back. Now that he is given morphine, the battlefield assault interrogation becomes unusable.

Morphine has a strong analgesic effect. Don't even want to use torture for interrogation within an hour. Even if you cut off his toes one by one, it is just a visual and psychological shock to him, and it is almost immune to any pain.

After a few seconds, the guy on the ground was stable, but his mouth was still dirty, and he continued to swear. He deserved to be the "future" earth's most madman, and he could still swear in such a desperate situation!

The strength is okay, the faith is strong enough!

Very well, relying on Ye Haiya's madness, Qiu Bo is free, and there is no need to worry about being scolded to death by Boss Guan.

"You American bastards! I am the head of Gambia! You are against international law..."

Listening to this guy on the ground squeaky and crooked, Guan Xingquan bowed his head and said, "Sneak attack on our boss is legal? I'm okay with a mercenary, a mercenary that must be reported!"

No problem, knowing that it was an American who was killing him would not be wrong, it was this guy who was behind the scenes.

At this time, a medical soldier came up and began to take out things from his bag for first aid.

The next battle is not about Xingquan's business, it's Dwight Brad's business. The Presidential Palace has been completely occupied, and it would be a big joke for the Gambian militants on the island to fight over.

At first glance, it was less than half past two.

In the entire presidential palace, except for a few cooks and Yahya Jame who were controlled and still alive, all the other men were killed. Oh, there is also a young black woman in the genuine "presidential suite", whether it is Ye Haiya's wife or at least her woman, it is certain that she is handcuffed first.

Qiu Bo and Li Panfeng added a medical soldier to deal with Jia Mei, and Guan Xingquan signaled the other four to search several rooms in this passage to see if there were any important documents or objects.

As for Guan Xingquan himself, he took out the satellite phone from the bag on the side of the body armor and dialed a number.

"I am Devil One. The target has been taken and is still alive. How is that Jawala?"

The person on the other end of the phone said: "I have taken some of his cronies. This will be boarding a seaplane and will arrive in Banjul in about 40 minutes."

"clear!"

Guan Xingquan hung up after speaking.

I unconsciously thought: "This president who stepped down is still a bit courageous!"

I switched on the intercom and said: "The cargo arrives at the beach in 40 minutes, and a safe passage is opened."

Naturally, some people answered "understood", and the division of labor was arranged before.

Walking to the corridor of the second floor lobby, he yelled at the guys in the first floor lobby: "You still have forty minutes. Clean your hands and feet. Don't act like a robber entering the village!"

what?

This is the presidential palace!

The people here are basically "former soldiers and now mercenaries." How many soldiers in the world in this era have a chance to occupy the presidential palace?

Do it once, even if the Jawala comes back soon, it doesn't matter, there is Yehya Jamme who is in the wrong.

Thinking of this, I called another satellite phone.

The squad leader was very happy, and finally left a sentence: "People don't need first aid, as long as you can be sure that he instructed them, kill them, so as not to trouble us, the guy who counterattacks is also troublesome.

The counterattack guy, what a classic Chinese language, describing the current identity of Daouda-Kailaba-Jawala is very appropriate and fun!

It is that for a moment, Guan Xingquan felt that he seemed to be the leader of the home-returning group. If afterwards, the President yelled: "I'm back again!"

Then live it all!

Throwing away the ridiculous scene that suddenly popped out of my mind, I felt that I was a bit infected by Zhang Nan, and laughed at himself.

Going to the presidential suite, I still admire the Jawala in my heart, he has courage!

Even if Yahya-Jameme is also the number one this time-can he be the boss of a coup if he is not competent? It was successful.

The previous contact with Jawala was not in the name of "united forces", and the other party was very interested in bargaining on terms.

Using external forces to conduct wars and seize power is commonplace in Africa. Jawala does not need to suspect that someone is doing nothing to blame. It is a question of how much it will cost.

During the negotiations last night, the negotiator clearly told Jawala: he is the representative of the "united forces." As for the question of who the backstage boss is, Javara immediately knew it.

The scene that happened in France was aggrieved, but Javara could only blame his presidential guard for being useless! Elementary school, few people, and poor people are also the root causes. In emergencies, being pointed at the head by a gun cannot blame others.

But even if Gambia is poor or small, it will not be poor or suffer from him as a president!

The power is so wonderful, he has enjoyed it for more than 20 years, and losing is tantamount to his own life! Not to mention that after the coup, more than 40 relatives and trusted officials of him also went into exile, and these people had to count on him.

Jawala has friends from the United States, and even from China. He visited China two years ago and last year: he lost face in Paris because of misunderstandings and the recklessness of the guards. He can only regard it as a real misunderstanding.

I’m not a fool. I have known that Mr. Allen has the background of two big countries. For his own benefit, Jawala clearly told himself that the previous unpleasantness should pass it~www.readwn.com~In the future, I and myself That Mr. Allen will be a good friend and even the best ally!

Politician, diplomat, one of the leaders of the African National Liberation Movement-these are one of the titles of Daouda Kairaba-Jawala, a veterinarian, but he also has two titles that fit him well: Politician, internal dictator!

For the sake of profit, what is the loss of face?

But there is a problem!

That Mr. Allen is already rich and incompetent, and he will be able to destroy the private forces of the Gambia military in minutes. How can he be so kind this time to help this small country and poor country that looks like the big has gone, and the president in exile?

Regarding Jawala’s question, the negotiator clearly told him: “First, our boss wants to have an internationally recognized official identity when the time is right.

Second, just a few days after Yahya Jamme’s coup, the crazy hired mercenaries to attack our boss’ hunting camp in Southern Africa. "

In response, Uda-Jawala laughed loudly-he was happy! The **** of the coup is self-inflicted and cannot live!