Chapter 166 Confrontation on the Border

"Brother Dog, how is your house prepared?" At home, Li Zitao chatted casually with Wang Dagou who had just returned from training camp.

"Look at it." Wang Dagou said with a smile: "There are three floors up and down, with 9 bedrooms, two study rooms, bathroom, kitchen, everything in the room."

"That's right, the only thing missing is a hostess." Li Zitao joked.

It's not a problem for the two of them to live together all the time, sooner or later they have to start their own families, but when it comes to this matter, Wang Dagou's attitude is the most worrying.

"It depends on fate." Wang Dagou said indifferently.

"You nest here every day, I think that fate has to fall from the sky and hit you on the head." Li Zitao said helplessly.

Regarding pulling the red line for Wang Dagou, he greeted George, Andre, Hans, Monk, and Lao Huang.

Even the think tank and the secretary's office, he didn't mention it much.

"What kind of dance is there? Remember to call Shang Wang for the bachelor party. He needs to find a suitable female partner." The BOSS said it himself, so it must be taken seriously!

A group of people are quite enthusiastic. If there are any gatherings, bachelor parties, sorority parties, etc., they will call the training camp and invite Wang Dagou to go with them.

But this guy has only been there twice, and he doesn't want to go again after saying anything.

"A group of people are like fools. They hugged each other and walked around in circles for half the night. The food was not delicious. If I have that time, I might as well come back and do two sets of punches. It's so comfortable to move around."

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What can you do to Li Zitao when you come across such an elm head.

Simply hopeless!

"Should we hold a special blind date club, or I think his life is just a pill." Li Zitao couldn't help but speculate.

"By the way, that woman, when are you going to let her meet Norma?" Wang Dagou mentioned the woman he sent, Gladys Buckle.

"Wait a minute, what did the doctor say?" Li Zitao asked back.

"Her condition is very unstable and needs long-term treatment." As for Buckle's arrangements, Wang Dagou is in charge in Chicago, and he is very clear about these situations.

"When the doctor thinks she can have contact with the child." Li Zitao wanted to give Norma a healthy and caring mother.

Not some cranky, alcoholic, bad-drug, ready-to-die psycho.

Li Zitao stayed in District 22 until after dinner and then left. When he arrived at the Pangma Hotel, Little Elk and Greta also finished their dinner and were admiring today's harvest in their room.

"..." Looking at the living room with nowhere to go, Li Zitao said with a confused face, "Are you emptying Michigan Avenue?"

"No, at most half." Greta said calmly.

That's like saying, 'It's only half a block away, basic operation, basic operation! ! '

"You may need an injection, treat it!" Li Zitao stepped forward and hugged Greta horizontally, and strode towards the bedroom.

"Jessie." Greta's moan came from the room with the door open, and Li Zitao's call made the little elk's legs go weak.

"Don't even think about it, hum..." Li Zitao easily suppressed Greta's reactionary force before it took shape.

The little elk with soft legs moved towards the door nono, ready to receive treatment from Dr. Charlie, "Can I use a small syringe, er..."

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Thousands of miles away in Africa, Liberia, the capital, Monrovia.

"Are you leaving?" Inside the hotel,

The white girl on the bed said with some reluctance, this black man is a big spender, but he is a rare high-flyer.

"This is yours." Taking out the $5 knife from his pocket, and leaving it on the bed, Samode went out.

"Hey, buddy, be careful." The person who went up the stairs moved away and shouted at Samode, but what was left of him was only an indifferent back.

Since experiencing failure and loss here, Summer has become more and more cold-blooded towards the 'brothers' here.

These guys only have interests in their eyes. For money, they never feel that it is difficult to shoot "brothers" with the same skin color.

So Samode also understood the meaning of war for the first time under the realistic education.

It might be an exaggeration to say war, but it was war to him.

Every day of living here is accompanied by bullets, blood and death. Summer has learned to adapt, and how to relax and have fun.

"Head, this way." The people who finished this rotation gathered in front of the bar, ready to return to the camp to continue their tasks.

They went back with 30 white girls, 10 barrels of newly arrived ale from the port, some cigarettes, cigars, baseballs and footballs for leisure.

Except for the girls, everything else is a regular field benefit, and every month they will receive some gadgets to relax the spirit.

The truck carrying these things was a means of transportation that Morgan "borrowed" for them from the U.S. military base in Monrovia.

"Is there that thing?" Summer asked after getting into the car.

"Hey, here." A palm-sized box was handed over, and when I opened it, it was a piece of opium compressed like a square brick.

"Put it away." Throwing it back to his subordinates, the car drove towards the border.

After arriving at the border, the convoy passed the checkpoint easily, and ahead was the West African colony of country F. The grinning sergeant was already waving to him.

"See what our friends have harvested?" The car stopped next to the checkpoint, and the sergeant looked at the car meaningfully.

"Bud, come on, I know the rules." This was not the first time the two sides had dealt with each other, so Summer knew exactly what he wanted.

A bundle of $10 bills stuffed into his pocket, Summer had to pat the car to leave.

"Now, get out of the car and accept the inspection." Unexpectedly, Bud, who had collected the money, turned his face ruthlessly, and suddenly shouted with a cold face.

"Bud, what's the problem?" Summer's face was a little ugly.

"I said, get out of the car and accept the inspection." The soldier in front of the car raised his weapon.

Summer looked at the other party with a dark face, and said in a low voice: "Get out of the car."

It's just that when getting out of the car, Samode made a secret movement towards the men in the car, pressing his palms down naturally.

The women in the rear compartment hugged their heads in the compartment as soon as something went wrong. In this chaotic country, such scenes are not uncommon.

"Everyone in the carriage, come out." Bud raised his gun, signaling everyone to obey and obey.

clatter——

The 12 team members in the rear car raised their weapons and aimed at Bud and the soldiers in front of the car in an instant.

"Samode, don't forget where this is." Seeing the other party's actions, Bud growled with a livid face.

"Now, I need you to tell me, what happened?" Samode seemed to have not heard the other party's threat, and drew out the pistol from his waist and pressed it on the other party's forehead.

The tarpaulin disguised as a haystack on the carriage was ripped off by a team member, and the Browning M1917 gleaming coldly made the soldiers on the opposite side wisely throw away their guns and kneel with their hands raised.