Jack Roosevelt believed very much in the ability of his men to do things, and he believed that he would get the results he wanted soon.
Very Chuck and Gagor Brown looked at each other and were secretly afraid of Jack Roosevelt. Especially Verry Chuck felt that his old classmate was no longer the optimistic and sunny football captain who liked to help others.
, which made him feel that the distance between the two had suddenly become very far.
Society is like a big dyeing room. If you go in white, you will come out colorful.
"Hello, is this the home of Abu Hassan Zargar? We are employees of Northrop Grumman. We are sorry that we have to tell you some unfortunate news. Ah, what? You know it.
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"Mr. Morin, you were very irrational just now. You should sell that stone to that gentleman. It is just a stone. It will bring us trouble."
Said looked uneasy. The fierce white man just now made him feel that he was not easy to mess with.
He also saw the motorcade parked outside the village, and there were more than just a few people from the other side.
Everyone in the Middle East knows that white people in Europe and the United States, especially those from the United States, have always been accustomed to being domineering. They want to get their hands on any good thing they see. If they can't buy it, they will make up any excuse to rob it.
There is no morality at all.
Holding human rights in one hand and a machine gun in the other, this image has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the Middle East.
"Sayed!" Lin Mo suddenly stopped and said, "I also know that this stone is not worth much at all, but do you know? If I do this, it will disappoint a child, and his childhood will be ruined.
Shadowing, what does that mean? No amount of money can make up for it."
Lin Mo is more qualified than anyone else to say this. His childhood was nothing but darkness, let alone a shadow. There was no childhood at all. They were all the most terrifying memories.
Only those who have never received it will cherish it the most.
"Well!"
Said Muhammad Banisadr was stunned. What the other party said made him irrefutable, but he did not hear it wrong. The ideological realm in the other party's words made him feel ashamed.
In the name of Allah, what did I just say? I should go back and recite the Quran silently ten times.
Lin Mo glanced at his guide and continued: "And I don't lack his money. No matter how much money he pays, he can't impress me. Said, although I am not a Muslim, but I know that making money,
No matter how much money you make, you must always be in touch with your true heart, and don’t let these copper-smelling things cover your eyes, making you unable to distinguish between what is beautiful and what is ugly.”
"You're right. I'm really sorry, Mr. Morin. I shouldn't have said what I just said."
Said was truly convinced. He could see that although the other party was rich, he did not have any of the disgusting pretentiousness of the nouveau riche. His words and deeds showed a perfect quality, just like a real aristocrat.
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In the Slan Empire, the dragon knight itself is a member of the combat team among the nobles. It is also the fastest direct train for civilians to enter the upper class. Training on the etiquette of the nobles and other aspects is almost every high-level knight.
Required courses.
No one wants to see a soldier who represents the country's high-end strategic power be a vulgar, unruly guy. That will discredit the country and the royal family.
Lin Mo didn't notice that just because of such a small thing, Said's attitude towards him quietly changed.
Lin Mo completely entrusted the remaining three days of activities to Said. The Iranian guide was particularly helpful in recommending a very detailed and complete travel plan to Lin Mo before getting on the bus.
Lin Mo nodded and did not refuse.
The black Citroen SUV restarted and returned to Isfahan.
"...By Allah! Mr. Morin, look behind you!"
Like a senior professional tour guide, Said suddenly changed his face and stopped talking when he kept introducing Isfahan to Lin Mo.
"Saw it!"
Lin Mo didn't look back, but glanced at the right rearview mirror outside the passenger seat, his expression as calm as ever.
Smoke and dust rose from behind, and four off-road motorcycles burst out with ear-piercing roars and chased after them from behind. There were two knights sitting astride each vehicle, and they approached menacingly at high speed. It was obvious that they were not bringing good intentions to make friends.
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Lin Mo was not surprised at all. No matter whether someone caught up with him or not, it was expected.
Are the dragon knights still afraid? Thank God for not bullying others. Those guys are no different than just looking for trouble.
"He, they, Mr. Morin!"
Said looked at Lin Mo with a horrified look on his face. The motorcycles chasing after him clearly had bad intentions.
For God's sake, these guys are simply lawless. He can't imagine that a group of foreigners dare to be so arrogant on Iranian soil.
"Don't worry, get away from them. If your car is damaged at all, even if it's scrapped, I'll pay for it!"
Lin Moshi took out a check and was not affected by the shaking of the carriage at all. He filled in the amount on the check and waved it in front of Said.
Allah be upon you!
Said's eyes widened and he immediately blushed and his neck became thick.
The wages of avarice is death.
The adrenaline is going to be off the charts.
The above figure is enough for him to buy two brand new Citroen SUVs of the same model, no, even better cars.
Nobility, Said shouted forcefully in his heart, this is the real nobility.
Calm, wise, trustworthy, and with a compassionate heart, this is simply a model of morality. Unfortunately, what he hasn't seen yet is that the man sitting next to him is not only a nobleman, but also a real god of death.
The employer offered such a price, how could he remain indifferent?
Said gritted his teeth, patted the steering wheel, and yelled: "Mr. Morin, it's up to you." He kicked the accelerator directly.
This deal is worth fighting for!
Lin Mo smiled slightly and gently inserted the check into the groove of the dashboard in front of the other party's steering wheel.
Behind the Citroën SUV, the long-stroke shock absorbers of four off-road motorcycles are constantly expanding and contracting and sucking the silver steel pipes. The steel mesh wheel structure has absorbed most of the vibrations. The engine tachometer is approaching 10,000 rpm. The distance between the two sides is closing at high speed. The race is on.
Yide and Lin Mo could see that the other party did not come empty-handed.
"Hold on tight!" Lin Mo said suddenly. As he spoke, his brows wrinkled involuntarily.
"What?!"
Before Said had time to react, there was a deafening loud noise in his ears, and then the whole Citroën seemed to be pushed hard by something from behind with great force. The car was spinning and it completely lost its balance.
The car body was directly lifted up.
Just as Lin Mo was speaking, a rider on a motorcycle behind raised a PRG rocket and aimed it at Citroen's butt and fired. A stream of white smoke directly hit the Citroen SUV, which was only about ten meters away.
Although the car body was heavy and of good quality, it was still overturned by the explosion of the rocket warhead, and the rear door was directly deformed and blown out.
This is an extremely beautiful classic anus, perfect as a textbook.
Four motorcycles quickly surrounded the overturned Citroën, and a silvery luster flashed inside the carriage...
"What? White, are all your men pigs? How come you can't even handle this little thing? What does your team leader do for a living?"
Jack Roosevelt angrily kicked the security team leader White in the stomach, knocking him four or five steps away.
White clutched his stomach and groaned, then sat down on the ground and struggled to stand up. But he didn't dare to complain.
They had just negotiated with the village chief and imam about Broni Company obtaining supplies and labor through the village for a fee. Before Jack Roosevelt could be happy for a long time, his security team leader came to report that he was dispatched half an hour ago.
Six people and four motorcycles lost contact with the convoy.
"I'm sorry, boss. I will find them, I'm sure, but please listen to this first."
White took out a miniature multimedia player and pressed it, and a sound immediately came out, which seemed to be a recording. The Broni Company's fleet has its own communication center.
"We're about to catch up with them. It's a Citroën SUV. Yes, that's the car. Watch where they go. Daniel, take out the RPG."
"Okay, Jones, I need your help to hold on."
"Haha, look! There's a good show going on. Everyone, watch carefully. The timid children cover their ears and howl!"
"Idiot, hold on to your handlebars or I'll shove it up your ass."
Amidst the roar of motorcycles, those cries like wolf howls seemed to be the young men of the security team. They were like playing a game of eagle and chicken. Jack Roosevelt's face was gloomy, but he still didn't say a word.
As he continued to listen, cold sweat broke out on the back of White's head, and the recording continued.
Suddenly there was a huge explosion inside, so much so that the recording crackled, and then the security team leader White's men burst into cheers.
"Great job! Daniel, you hit him, oh! Sharpshooter, you hit his anus at once!"
"Look, there's a 360-degree front somersault, a 120-degree side roll, and a difficulty coefficient of 9.9. Oh! Great, Daniel, you are the champion!"
"Welcome the new world champion! Let's applaud together! Let's cheer together!"
"Brothers, I'll treat you tonight. I'll have enough beer!"
"Oh yeah! Hooray!"
When the recording was played to this part, White's men seemed to be going smoothly, and the RPG rocket successfully hit the opponent's vehicle.
White's men were not too useless. Jack Roosevelt looked at the security team leader White with a softer look, and the recording continued.
"Let's go up and take a look at these two unlucky guys. Harris, you go take a look and take out the things by the way."
"Who has a grenade? Well, if you have some more gasoline, this barbecue will be delicious."
White's men were about to succeed soon, and they began to prepare to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. Just the cold-blooded cruelty of treating human life as nothing was enough to make others take a breath.
But at this time, a sudden change occurred.
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