Liu Ziguang helped Mulligan adjust the collar of his shirt and said, "If you satisfy me, I will pay you double the price... com..."
Mulligan took another sip of wine and said: "Let me state in advance that you will pay in cash, no West African CFA francs, only Euros or US dollars."
Liu Ziguang remained calm: "No problem, I will pay you enough to buy a ton of rum, but only after arriving at San Juan Airport."
"That's the best." Mulligan shouted, glancing greedily at the watch on Liu Ziguang's wrist. It was a limited edition IWC pilot's watch with a street price of five thousand US dollars. People who can wear such a watch will naturally not be
Being a pauper, this also implicitly endorsed Liu Ziguang's credibility.
"We'd better hurry up. You know, the situation in San Juan is not very stable." Liu Ziguang urged, taking out a stack of large dollar bills from his wallet and handing it over: "These are considered advance payments. I think you are probably very poor.
I can’t afford gas anymore.”
"Sir, it seems you don't understand old Mulligan yet. Even if I can't drink rum myself, I won't let my baby Jenny starve. By the way, sir, I don't know what you call her yet."
"Bruce Ziguang casually picked up an English name.
"Okay, Bruce, you don't mind if I call you by your name. Please wait a moment. I'll change my clothes and come back." Mulligan walked into the room, and the black dog followed him. Only a second passed.
Mulligan came out. The so-called change of clothes was just to put on a worn white big-brimmed hat on his head. The hat badge was gold, with the pattern of a crown and a propeller. It was an army cap from the air force of an unknown country.
Mulligan made a sign of waiting, walked into the workshop, lifted up the dusty green tarpaulin, and immediately filled with choking dust. Under the tarpaulin was a dilapidated Land Rover convertible jeep. Mulligan jumped on and started the car.
After a while, the engine seemed to be suffering from asthma, coughing loudly and refusing to move.
"My father taught me that the best way to deal with a machine is to beat it." Mulligan said, jumped out of the car and kicked the hood hard. Unexpectedly, the sound of the engine started to run normally.
"Please, Bruce." Mulligan made an inviting gesture and said to the black dog: "Reagan, come up!"
Black Dog jumped into the car obediently and found a comfortable corner in the back to lie down. Liu Ziguang jumped into the passenger seat. Mulligan thought about it and got out of the car and grabbed the Winchester repeater hanging on the wall.
Take it off and throw it into the car, then step on the accelerator and leave.
"I seem to hear you calling Reagan." Liu Ziguang asked casually.
"Yes, this dog's name is Reagan. I have three dogs, and they all have this son-of-a-bitch name." Mulligan said as he drove. He had good driving skills and was running like flying on the narrow dirt road.
"I think you are commemorating someone, right?" Liu Ziguang said.
"Yeah, commemorating the American president in the 1980s, that happened a long time ago, be careful!" Mulligan turned the steering wheel, whizzed past a black child, turned around and cursed viciously in an indigenous language.
Liu Ziguang took out a cigar bought at the airport duty-free shop and gestured: "Want one?"
"Thank you, but old Mulligan likes something a little stronger." As he said that, the old pilot released his hands on the steering wheel, took out a corn cob pipe from his pocket, filled it with golden cigarettes and strolled around leisurely. Liu Ziguang recognized the
It is an old-fashioned fnfal, a high-power automatic rifle produced in Belgium. Its barrel has been worn white and the wooden stock is mottled and dull. It seems that it has not been well maintained.
The customs officer shouted at Liu Ziguang in a harsh tone. Although he did not understand what he was saying, Liu Ziguang understood that he was asking for a passport, so he handed over his passport.
When the customs officer saw the US dollar bill in his passport, his eyes lit up. He picked up the stamp and stamped it, then waved his hand to indicate that Liu Ziguang could leave.