Shi also knew very well that in fact, the reason why those guys obeyed him obediently and there was almost no problem at all in the whole process was mainly due to the influence of the boss Vladimir behind the scenes.
Dubbo obviously did not become Vladimir's confidant, which also led to him being killed without even saying anything extra.
After receiving Fred's call, Machev immediately reported to his boss.
After listening to Machyev's report, Vladimir actually felt a little melancholy in his heart. After seeing him dying at the Russell residence before, he still felt a little sorry for this old friend.
After all, the two of them interacted a lot. Although Russell was a typical devil, but in front of others, in front of Vladimir, Russell behaved like a little cat.
But it was a pity, and he continued to do the next thing.
Now Russell's time is indeed running out, and his major organs are beginning to fail. The cost of treatment in the ICU ward alone costs thousands of dollars every day.
"Andrei." Vladimir called his secretary Andrei in.
"Boss, what are your instructions?"
"Call them in Casablanca. If Russell is suffering too much pain, it's better to give up treatment and let him live out the rest of his days in peace."
"Understood, boss." After accepting the task, Andre turned around and went to handle the matter.
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Two days later, bad news reached his ears.
The news is of course that Russell, the arrogant and domineering warlord leader, has left this world peacefully.
"I want to attend the memorial service." Facing Andre's report, Vladimir just said this softly.
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Three days later, Russell's memorial service was held in Niard.
Vladimir deeply remembered his old friend, and when he heard again that Russell had passed away peacefully, he couldn't help showing a look of relief.
If Russell had not been injured by the anesthetic gas released by the police because of the riot in a London bar, Russell would never have died young. Therefore, the only reason for his premature death was his own character.
, if you restrain yourself, such a tragedy will never happen.
On that day, Fred successfully became the boss of this armed force.
Everyone expressed support.
Before leaving Nyal, Vladimir had a long conversation with Fred.
"Boss, I'm a little confused about the next step. I hope you can give me some advice?" Fred faced Vladimir with a respectful look on his face.
"Fred, do you think the split needs to continue?" Vladimir looked at Fred and asked.
Fred said, "I don't think we can split up anymore."
"What should we do?"
"Either talk or fight." Under his guidance, Fred explained his thoughts step by step.
"You have just come to power now, and you can show a positive and peaceful side. But if we can't reach an agreement, then we will have to fight. I don't want Niyal to be divided for too long."
At the moment, the most important thing for Vladimir is to legally obtain the mining rights of diamond mines. Ford had already inquired about Zakhar's details before, and accidentally learned that Zakhar and Samedov, a wealthy businessman from Maozi, were working together.
The work in other fields was very in-depth, and the smart Ford naturally understood that it was impossible for people like Zakhar to become their friends and cooperate with them.
They all know clearly that the disappearance of the Diamond Association is only temporary. They are lurking, like panthers lurking in the dark, waiting for a fatal blow. Obviously, Vladimir
They are the prey of the Diamond Association.
Therefore, perhaps the most important thing now is to legally obtain the mining rights issued by the Niyal government.
The current situation is that peace negotiations are nothing more than a means of delay, and sooner or later a fierce conflict will break out between the two sides.
Once Fred defeats Dopombe, it is foreseeable that obtaining diamond mining rights will be a fairly easy task.
"Then let's get ready for war." Fred also knew that the possibility of successful negotiations was basically slim.
"Alexander and the others will help you train your troops."
"Understood, boss." Fred had no doubt about Alexander's ability.
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After leaving Nyar, Vladimir flew to Harriet again, preparing to ask Abdullah to help Fred.
Unexpectedly, after he only made a request when they met, Abdullah shook his head directly.
Abdullah's face looked very troubled, "Old man, it's not that I won't help you, but the decision-making power of satellites and drones has been taken back by the Americans."
This time it was his turn to be surprised. The decision-making power was taken back by the Americans?
Abdullah took a sip of water and quickly explained to him.
It turns out that this is what happened. Because the satellite orbits in space changed lanes and stared at one place for a long time, Americans began to be cautious. They were also afraid that these high-tech products would be used elsewhere, so they also
Without consultation with the emirate, the decision-making power on these things was directly banned.
In other words, every time the emirate uses it, it must inform the American people, and then the American people provide the keys for the relevant equipment. Only after obtaining the keys can they have the right to use it, and the keys are replaced at a frequency of once a day.
"Sorry, old man, we only have the right to use it now, not the right to decide." Abdullah spread his hands and was very embarrassed. He was really reluctant to tell Vladimir the news, but the reality was that
This is the case, and there is nothing he can do. This is the consequence of having money but no power.
"It doesn't matter, you have tried your best." Vladimir also knew that these things were quite difficult. Now that the Americans know about it, they will definitely interfere with it and embarrass them.
"If I had known that the Americans were so small-minded, we wouldn't have used their products and used Chinese ones directly." Abdullah also complained. When they met, the Americans scolded him on the spot.
, Abdullah's mood was quite low at this time. He was at least a super rich man. As a result, he was scolded like a grandson in front of Americans, which greatly stimulated his self-esteem.
It seems that the rich in this world will never be able to do anything with power. Vladimir’s whereabouts also quickly sparked an idea, but this idea is not strong at the moment, just like a falling meteor, flying in the sky
It drew a beautiful and dazzling light and completely disappeared into the dark night.