After dinner, Kunta made a very strange invitation to me.
Take a shower together
Then I understood what he meant.
Behind his palace, which looks exactly like the White House of the President of the United States, he actually built a luxurious bathroom!
I thought about it, now I need to win a relationship with him, so I didn't refuse.
The two of us went to the back bathroom together under the protection of several of his bodyguards. I can tell that his bodyguards are definitely powerful guys!
First of all, the natural excellent physical fitness of the black race is undoubtedly displayed in these few people. They all have powerful muscles and a vigorous figure. This is definitely not comparable to the kind of muscular man who practiced bodybuilding and stiffened his muscles! These bodyguards, with black and shiny muscles, are full of elasticity! They are as sharp as a few leopards! The eyes are full of light!
We undressed outside the bathroom, in a room with a fur floor. I found that Yunta looked at me a little strangely at this time...
The guy wouldn't like that tone, would he
The thought made me laugh a little bit myself. Then I understood that he was looking at the scars on my body. I have all kinds of knife wounds, gunshot wounds, cuts, and piercings... If I hadn't practiced martial arts since I was a child, and later the senior brother used my master's secret technique to help me recuperate, a guy like me covered in scars would not be able to It has long been abolished.
After taking off his clothes, Yunta looked at me in a daze, then he seemed to nod his head, and then looked at me with a trace of respect in his eyes.
He was a soldier, and he was a soldier. Only those who have truly experienced the test of death will feel that these scars on a man's body are actually medals of another kind.
"You are different from the investment consultant I used to be." He curled his lips and said this very abruptly: "He has thin skin and tender flesh...but you are a warrior."
His eyes caught my hand.
I practice martial arts, knives, daggers, and, of course, firearms. Naturally, my palms have many calluses. At the same time, my finger joints are thicker than ordinary people in several places. These are almost the same in the eyes of experienced people. It's clearly marked.
"How many people have you killed with these hands?" He seemed to be very interested and asked me.
"There are definitely not as many generals." I replied lightly.
The two of us just walked into the bathroom naked. To my surprise, he seemed to trust me so much that even the bodyguards were omitted, so the two of us walked into the bathroom inside.
Isn't he afraid that I will assassinate him at this time
But the idea flashed through my mind. Although this guy looks like a bandit, he is not a fool after all. He must have verified my identity before I came. And... why would I kill him? Joke... I killed him, and all the people I brought will die here, and no one can escape.
Walked into the bathroom... I was literally stunned!
God! ! Here... this is Africa! It is one of the areas with the most scarce fresh water resources in the world! !
The bathroom in front of me is so luxurious that it is almost cursed! I think even the enjoyment of the Arabian royal family is probably nothing more than this...
A huge circular bath, three points larger than the swimming pool at home, the edge of the bath is built with the best white marble. In the middle of the bath is a fountain, a nude Greek goddess. From the modeling point of view, this Greek goddess sculpture is completely made according to human bionics. A person can just lie in "her" arms with a head pillow. Hit "her" on the chest, and then there are countless water jets under the body gently washing the body...
There were three round yellow handles around the tub... I recognized it just by looking at it...they were all solid gold! Pure gold! Behind the handle are three statues of lion heads. As long as the handle is pulled, water jets will be sprayed from the lion's mouth, and people can lie down and enjoy the washing of the water.
The bathtub is already full of hot water, and the whole bathroom is full of steam. Yunta and I walked in, and then lay in the water, before he smiled and said, "How is it? Do you like my place?"
"Very good...very good." I sighed: "It's just too extravagant."
"I have three palaces like this in the whole country!" He seemed a little proud: "Even the president of the United States only has one White House, and I have three."
I sighed, didn't say anything, but felt a little disapproving in my heart. Anyone with common sense knows that this guy is so extravagant, just like the emperor in ancient China, the more extravagant he is, the faster he will collapse.
Seeing my silence, Yunta suddenly said again: "I brought that Yankee in before."
I understand that the beautiful girl he is talking about is the former investment consultant who was later fed to the lion by him.
Hmph, this guy, don't forget to threaten me. I put on a calm face: "Oh, unfortunately, he is not a smart person and betrayed you."
"No, it should be said that Americans hate it." Yunta shook his head. Then the warlord leader looked at me: "Now you are my friend. I have always been very generous to my friends! So when you are my friend, you can ask me a lot of conditions, and I will be generous Satisfy my friend. But if someone betrays me..."
"Then send him to feed the lions." I answered with a smile.
After soaking in water, this guy looks even more bloated. Think about it, this guy used to be a general of the young and strong faction, and he was born as a soldier. In the photos, he looked like a mighty man when he was young, but now, this guy has corrupted and degenerated into a bloated and brutal fat man.
"I am very interested in your film company." Yunta suddenly said: "If I hand over my annual money to you, how much can I benefit every year? I heard you say that movies are very profitable."
Greedy guy... I sighed in my heart, but smiled slightly on my face: "General Yunta, do you think, if you hand over your benefits to me every year, how much return do you hope to get?"
"We have just talked about it." Kunta muttered: "You own 40% of the diamond mine. Then you give me half of the income every year, that is 20 million! But what I am asking now is, if I If I leave the 20 million yuan to you to take care of, then the money should appreciate in value, right?"
asshole!
This is nothing short of extortion! You know, if the 40% of the diamond mine income is in the hands of Yunta, it is only worth six million dollars! And half of him is only three million! ! If he sold the diamonds to the merchants who smuggled them, it would only be worth so much! And I promised to give him 20 million a year, which is seven times more! It has already appreciated a lot... He still wants more
But this guy made it clear that it was the lion who opened his mouth. In this case, we have something to ask him. Even if the other party is blackmailing, I can only deal with it carefully.
I can also see that this guy doesn't seem to care about his army or his country's benefits, and only cares about his personal private overseas property—maybe he also has a realization in his heart that his life will not last long, and he will collapse and go into exile sooner or later.
"I do have a business." I was thinking about how to answer him, when suddenly my heart moved and I noticed something.
Then I thought about it: "The film company in Hollywood can indeed make money, but I have encountered some troubles recently. Some competitors are looking for me and causing me a lot of trouble. Strong. And I... lost a lot of money, and I was even forced to transfer the company to a friend. I thought, if the people who troubled me could restrain themselves a little bit, then my film company could Make more money."
Yunta looked at me several times, then suddenly smiled: "Are you looking for mercenaries? No, no, no... I can see that you are a very good fighter. Your subordinates and your bodyguards are all good. I have seen According to your information, you are the largest gang leader on the west coast of Canada. Someone is making trouble for you, why don't you solve it yourself?"
"Because those are damn Yankees." I said this on purpose, and then I said slowly: "Your Excellency, you see, Hollywood is in the United States, and my base camp is in Canada. Even if I want to send someone over to talk to They fight... But you know, it's North America, not Africa! Officials and police, all eyes are on me. I can't act rashly. And you have so many troops under your hands..."
Yunta looked at me with sharp eyes suddenly: "Are you planning to attack my army?"
Damn, political power grows from the barrel of a gun, this guy is also very sensitive.
"As long as dozens of people are enough." I said lightly: "I can invest your money in the film company. But I am worried that those enemies will trouble me. But because of my status, I can't do it myself. Too big. I only need dozens of people, or even a few at a time. Good enough fighters. When I need it, you can send me a dozen of them, and then fuck them hard. Afterwards Evacuate back immediately. In this way, no one will know that I did it."
Since the relationship with the big circle of Asia has become somewhat tense, I'm afraid I won't be able to count on the help of "airborne troops" in the future. So my strength actually lacks a special advantage compared to the previous big circle. If there is a warlord leader, Kunta, who can provide me with those bloodthirsty paratroopers at any time... Then if I want to deal with someone, I will directly ask Kunta to send people from Africa, and run away after fighting... and the other party, take a hit Sap, I still don't know who did it!
What a wonderful thing this is!
"We can talk about the price..." Yunta smiled, if it's just a few dozen fighters...he doesn't care.