When the bright dagger dangled in front of Ural, his heart was in his throat. In the past, he was also an out-and-out desperado. After earning a lot of property through robbery over the years, he began to enjoy it.
When he stood up, his skin was rough and thick before, but now his skin was thin and tender, and he could not withstand the torture of the sharp dagger. Full of desire to survive, Ural could only nod subconsciously.
After taking the phone, he quickly called Mitrovsky and said, "Mr. Mitrovsky, I have good news for you. It's done."
Mitrovsky, who was far away in London, stayed up all night, anxiously waiting for Ural's call.
When he heard such a sentence, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Now he could do business.
"Send the photo."
"Man, after all this time, you also know that I am a person of integrity. I suggest you come over and take a look, just in case you say that the photos I sent you were photoshopped." Ural suggested.
When Mitrovsky heard this, it seemed to make sense, and this time the boss gave him such an important task entirely out of trust in him. If these Filipinos deceived him, wouldn't he be there too?
Lie to the boss.
He knows that there will be no good consequences for employees who cheat on their bosses.
"Okay, I'll come over as soon as possible."
"Then I'll wait for you. Remember, my dear fellow, there are still dollars. I want cash."
"No problem, but you have to keep an eye on the body so that I can't see it clearly."
Ural said: "Don't worry, man, his body is well preserved. We stabbed him in the heart. The stab was perfect. He died in less than a minute. The weather here has been hot recently, so we are going to get a freezer."
It’s stored inside.”
"That's good. I'll give you the money after I confirm it's correct."
After hanging up the phone, Mitrovsky let out a sigh of relief. He quickly opened the flight booking website and checked it for a while before booking a flight from London to Egypt, and then from Egypt to Boudilon.
If nothing else happens, he will arrive at Budilon at seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
After purchasing the ticket, he immediately informed Ural of his flight information.
After Ural made the call, he looked at Vladimir pitifully. At this moment, he only regretted it. He didn't know what was wrong with him for daring to provoke the rich man of the fighting nation.
Second generation, this is great, it is a trivial matter to have your lair taken away, and your own life is also in the hands of others.
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The mercenaries did not attack Ural's lair for too long, and soon Machyev arrived at the scene with the government troops.
The troops under the command of General Musala were stationed in the capital Budiron. After Machiyev brought him to the scene, Musala also witnessed the violent shooting of Vladimir's boss, and he went to the next place one after another.
Shooting at the armed men in the camp, those guys were knocked to the ground before they even reacted.
Seeing this, Musala was very curious, "Mr. Machyev, who is that?"
Machiyev originally thought that Vladimir was a complete dandy boss, but now he has become a real butcher. This makes him, a member of the fighting nation, very proud: "Our boss..."
For such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the government and military were naturally unwilling to let it go. Major General Musala of the Army's First Brigade saw the group of militants running around like headless flies and couldn't help but burst into tears with laughter.
His mouth revealed a set of snow-white teeth.
Musala pulled out a golden pistol, fired two shots into the sky, and said loudly: "Guys, rush in, don't leave anyone alive, not a single one..."
Musala's words were like an imperial edict, and his soldiers rushed into the camp shouting like wild beasts.
In less than an hour, all the militants were wiped out.
Musala did not expect it to go so smoothly. He is also an ambitious guy personally. Seeing that their country's general election is about to begin in more than a year, as the top leader with an army of nearly ten thousand people, why wouldn't he want to
Stepping onto the throne of power, in his opinion, with today's glorious military exploits, at least one of the ministers of defense or energy will belong to him.
Of course, in the face of Machyev, Musala still expressed his gratitude. He knew that without the help of these mercenaries, he would not be able to wipe out this group of militants with his own strength. It seems that God is still very powerful.
Take care of yourself, thank God, Amen...
Musala told Machiyev that he wanted to meet his boss Vladimir, who was very impressive on the battlefield just now.
Machyev did not dare to make the decision without authorization. He said that he would go back and report to his boss before replying to Musala.
Musala smiled slightly, winked at his men, and soon a beautiful jewelry box was handed to Machyev's hand.
"Our gold comes from real estate."
Machyev smiled and accepted the jewelry box.
Machyev returned to the office and immediately reported the scene to Vladimir.
Vladimir was also very satisfied that the home base of this group of militants had been wiped out by Musala.
Taking this opportunity, he expressed Musala's desire to visit the boss.
"Do you have any needs?" Vladimir didn't object.
Machyev thought for a while, "Boss, if our office is used as a training base in the future, I'm afraid it won't be appropriate. How about taking this opportunity to ask Musala to help us coordinate and buy some land at a low price?"
It is used to build a training base, and since we are not far from Nyal, we can actually provide some conveniences to their families."
Machyev's ideas coincided with his own. Vladimir thought for a moment and told him that he could meet with Musala in the afternoon.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Musala came to visit with only his adjutant and guards.
The reason why Musala visited Vladimir was not only to express gratitude, but also to hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with him. After all, he also knew the strength of the Ivan family in Maozi Country.
"We will definitely cooperate if we have the opportunity," Vladimir said politely.
"Boss Vladimir, we have also sent some gifts this time. I hope you will accept them." Musala previously learned from Machyev that Vladimir likes small animals, so he did not choose to send gold.
, besides, he also knew that this rich second generation didn’t like him at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, several strong black men walked in carrying several heavy iron cages.
Seeing these iron cages, Vladimir smiled slightly and said, "General Musala, if nothing else happens, there should be lions and cheetahs in these iron cages."
Musala was obviously taken aback, then laughed, nodded and said: "Boss Vladimir is really awesome, you can see it even before he lifts the cloth."
Vladimir could easily guess the animals in the iron cage for the simple reason that he received a notification sound from the system, with a total of 16.5 points.
Vladimir was very happy about this gift, but it was a bit regretful that the lion and leopard were both cubs.