As soon as Zhuang Rui walked out of the exchange, Peng Fei came up to him, and then a few malicious eyes were fixed on Zhuang Rui. These people were neither trading diamonds nor waiting for others.
His face said "I am a robber".
However, what they are doing now should be the job of "stepping on the plate" on the domestic road, that is, after they are optimistic about the target, they will try to find out the amount of the transaction, and then follow up on the trading day.
"It's okay, let's go..."
Zhuang Rui was not in a good mood. He made a grudge against the African prince for no reason, and was shot even while he was lying down.
"Mr. Zhuang, do you know the people over there?"
As bodyguards, George and others had particularly keen senses. He found a black man staring at Zhuang Rui more than 20 meters away from him, without concealing the murderous look in his eyes.
"Mutta's bodyguard was a little unhappy at the exchange just now..."
Zhuang Rui could tell at a glance that the black man was the bodyguard who had been following Muta just now. It seemed that the man had a vengeful character and he was still waiting here.
"Mutta of Lybia?"
After hearing this, George's face suddenly became stern. He couldn't help but put his right hand on his waist, pushed Zhuang Rui with his left hand, and said: "Zhuang, get in the car quickly..."
Zhuang Rui was surrounded by George and the three of them and trotted all the way to the parking lot. It wasn't until he opened the car door and got in that George breathed a sigh of relief and looked out through the car window warily.
"George, that's not the case, is it? What can they do in public?"
Zhuang Rui felt that George was making a fuss. No matter how rampant Murtagh was, it was in Libya, and now he is in South Africa. Even if he wanted to harm himself, he would probably need time to find local gangsters. Zhuang Rui didn't believe that Murtagh dared to hold a submachine gun.
Come to find yourself?
"Zhuang, Muta kills people regardless of place. As long as he has a sniper rifle, he can blow your head off..."
George smiled bitterly. Seeing that there was no movement outside, he continued: "Zhuang, why did you provoke him? That man is a lunatic. He will make the person who offended him wail for seven days just because of a little quarrel."
Lose……
Moreover, no one is allowed to bid against the diamond that Muta is interested in, otherwise it will..."
George made a shooting gesture with his hand, with a wry smile on his face. He didn't expect that taking on the task casually would offend Muta. If he had known about it before, George would definitely not have accepted this business.
"Seven days? Isn't that Lingchi?"
Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't expect Muta to have such a hobby? Damn it. In ancient China, this guy was a professional executioner.
Peng Fei knew English, but he had been paying attention to the situation outside. When he saw two black people standing around an Arab standing more than ten meters away from his car, he immediately asked Zhuang Rui: "Brother Zhuang, is that the Arab?"
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"It's him……"
Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel his teeth itching with hatred when he saw Muta making a shooting motion in the direction of his car again.
"I'm going to kill him!"
When Peng Fei was talking, he patted George's shoulder with his right hand casually, and then clasped George's Jianjing point like lightning, pinched it hard with his five fingers like hooks.
George suddenly felt his whole shoulder become sore and numb. Before he could react, the Desert Eagle on his waist fell into Peng Fei's hand.
Peng Fei's murderous look was reflected on the long silver barrel, making it look even more ferocious. He skillfully pulled the trigger and took a look at the bullet in the smooth bore. Peng Fei was about to open the door and get out of the car.
"Oh my God, stop it, damn it, do you want us all to die?"
It wasn't until Peng Fei was about to open the door and get out of the car that George reacted, grabbed Peng Fei with his left hand, and shouted loudly, this bulletproof car is soundproof, so he is not afraid of being heard from outside.
"If you kill Muta here, I'm sure this car will be hit by a rocket within five kilometers of driving. Do you think this car can withstand it?"
George almost roared, and the smear in his mouth sprayed all over the car, and Zhuang Rui had to raise his hand to block it.
"Peng Fei, George is right, give him the gun back..."
Zhuang Rui knew Gaddafi's power in Africa, and Muta could kill him, but if he killed him, I'm afraid Gaddafi would send fighter jets to blow him down even if he got on the plane.
And even if I return home safely, it is estimated that the relevant domestic departments will definitely invite me to have tea as soon as possible.
"Brother Zhuang, why don't you leave first and I'll kill him..."
Peng Fei was a little unwilling. Not to mention Gaddafi's son, even if Gaddafi himself wanted to harm Zhuang Rui, Peng Fei would kill him without hesitation.
"Forget it, let's leave tomorrow night. If we can't afford to offend anyone, we can always hide..."
Zhuang Rui shook his head and rejected Peng Fei's suggestion. Although he also wanted to put a bullet in the arrogant head, Zhuang Rui felt that he could not afford such consequences.
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei ejected the Desert Eagle's magazine, then pulled the barrel of the gun, pulled himself out, and then returned the gun to George.
To be honest, Peng Fei really doesn't think much of foreign special forces. In addition to their better personal equipment, their endurance and actual combat ability are not even worse than the army he once served for.
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As for Rambo played by Stallone, that is just a joke. Who doesn’t know that as soon as an American soldier is captured on the Vietnam battlefield, he will immediately squat on his body with his hands on his head, fearing to cause misunderstanding and shoot.
It has been professionally trained.
"Peng, are you practicing Chinese Kung Fu? I think we can practice it after we return to the hotel..."
George was rubbing his right shoulder which was still numb, with a look of resentment on his face. As Zhuang Rui's bodyguard, his firearm was taken away without the ability to fight back. This made George feel very humiliated.
"You? You are not an opponent..."
Peng Fei glanced at George with disdain. Maybe this soldier could still be effective on the battlefield, but compared with his skills and killings, the three Georges were no match for him.
"Oh, no, no one knows unless you've tried it..."
"George, I feel that you should be more concerned about my safety now instead of practicing with my brother..."
Seeing George's reluctance, Zhuang Rui interrupted George's words. He felt that Muta's arrogant and domineering character was very likely to cause some trouble for him.
"Yes, yes, Zhuang, I have a suggestion..."
Zhuang Rui's words reminded George of his identity, and he continued: "I suggest you cancel your trip to the mine tomorrow, and then leave this damn place immediately after trading the diamonds. This... will be good for all of us, you
What do you think?"
Originally, according to George's arrangement, Zhuang and others were going to visit the diamond mine belonging to their company tomorrow. After something like this happened, for the safety of his employer, and of course, for the safety of himself and others, George decided to change the plan.
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"The mine is privately owned by your company, so it should have its own armed forces, right?"
To be honest, Zhuang Rui never wants to come to South Africa again. If he doesn't visit the diamond mine this time, he may never have the chance in his life. Therefore, the meaning behind Zhuang Rui's words is that he still wants to act according to the plan.
"Of course, even an army cannot break through the mine's defense..."
George held his head high and said, and then the business slowed down, "But it is very unsafe on the way back and forth. Mr. Zhuang, if you insist on visiting the diamond mine, I suggest you hire an armored vehicle and then go
Add a few more security guards to ensure nothing goes wrong..."
"Can armored vehicles also be hired? How much does it cost per day?"
Zhuang Rui sounded a little surprised, saying that he had never ridden in that thing before. This means that in foreign countries, if you can drive an armored vehicle on domestic roads, I'm afraid those Hummers, Bugatti Veyron and other vehicles will be embarrassed.
It's out.
"In South Africa, as long as you have money, you can hire anything. According to our company's price, an armored vehicle equipped with four security guards costs US$200,000 a day. What do you think, Mr. Zhuang?"
Now that he only has three people to protect Zhuang Rui, George also feels a little uneasy and hopes that Zhuang Rui can increase some security personnel. In that case, Muta will give up his revenge against Zhuang Rui when he sees that there is no chance.
"Two hundred thousand dollars? Yes, and you and all the security guards will stay in the room next to me at night..."
Zhuang Rui thought it was worth spending two hundred thousand dollars to buy a safe house. Although he knew that George was a lion, Zhuang Rui didn't bother to argue. After all, judging from George's performance just now, he was still very conscientious.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away..."
After George heard his suggestion that Zhuang Rui agreed, the nervous look on his face immediately disappeared. He picked up the phone in his hand and started dialing. However, when talking about the price, although George lowered his voice, Zhuang Rui still heard it.
Words like one hundred thousand dollars.
"Okay, sir, they will meet us halfway..."
After George put down the phone, he said to Zhuang Rui with a happy face and signaled to the driver that he could drive.
"Go and find William. I want that boy's information. If William doesn't agree, tell him that I have been interested in that Venezuelan girl of his for a long time..."
After seeing Zhuang Rui's car leaving, Muta ordered the attendant beside him. While speaking, he stuck out his tongue and touched his lower lip, as if he could smell the blood.
"Some people always say that my father is a tyrant who funds and supports terrorists. I think my father will praise me for killing an Asian kid, right?"
Muta's smile made the remaining black man next to him feel a little shuddering. This guy was completely crazy.
