In the early morning of the next day, there was a fiery smell in the air.
In Mogadishu, it seems that the temperature began to get hot from early in the morning, and did not gradually dissipate until 7 or 8 in the evening.
"Mr. An Yang, the mayor is already waiting for you in the reception room." The respectful waiter at the door pressed his head very low, and said politely in English, standing at the door of An Yang's room.
Although An Yang didn't understand, a foreigner ran to the door early in the morning to whisper Chase, and his attitude was very polite, so you don't have to think about what he said.
An Yang got up to wash, and rushed to the reception room of the city government center with the heroes.
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As soon as he walked in, An Yang frowned because of the smoky sight in the reception room.
The reception room was very large, but at this time it was also full of people. A long conference table was supposed to be placed and was evacuated. The people in the room were sitting in piles, separated from each other a little bit. It seems that there should be various factions of large and small forces in Mogadishu.
Among them, An Yang also saw the guy who brought a group of people to rob him for the first time. Obviously, he had also noticed An Yang. As soon as he met An Yang, he shifted his eyes to the side, seeming to be frightened by An Yang.
Seeing An Yang coming in, all the people in the room who were still talking one by one stopped talking and fixed their eyes on An Yang. At this time, Bambi also hurriedly greeted him, opening his mouth and talking to Xiao Milk Tea. sentence.
Little Milk Tea lay in An Yang's ear and whispered, "He said that the more powerful leaders in Mogadishu are already here, and I will wait for you to speak."
"Okay." An Yang looked towards the front center position, as if there was still a place there. He walked over without saying a word, sat down on the most central chair, raised his legs, and all the heroes Stand behind him on both sides.
This arrogant behavior made the scene a little more subtle. Many people began to whisper and talk, and even some grumpy stood up and pointed at An Yang’s nose and cursed, saying that it was Somali, not even the little milk tea. He understood, so he didn't translate with An Yang, but An Yang didn't care about it. After they vented their dissatisfaction, he only spoke indifferently, speaking in plain Mandarin.
"Little milk tea, I will translate all my words to them later." An Yang cleared his throat and continued, "Hello everyone here, presumably you are all very prestigious figures in Mogadishu. Their respective forces and territories."
The original translation of Xiao Milk Tea is in English. Some people can understand and some can’t understand. Their younger brother can understand. English, a popular world language, can be spoken in any country. someone here.
Everyone looked at An Yang with vigilant eyes, and looked at him with a gentle smile, and they all felt that he was full of bad water.
"I am fortunate to be able to invite you all today because I want to discuss one thing with you-I won't sell it, and I will directly state my original intention, that is, I hope you can work together and work together for the government."
As soon as Xiao Milk Tea translated the words, the whole meeting room exploded, all kinds of screams, not calm, had begun to point at An Yang with a gun, Bambik's face also changed, and there was fine sweat on his forehead. , Pulled the corner of the little milk tea and whispered, "Don’t be so direct, these people have a bad temper. After all, they can be like a fish in water on their own territory, what do they want to do, if they merge together to listen to the government, They don't want to do it-don't you have an old saying in China, you would rather be the emperor of the earth in the mountains than in the imperial court."
Xiao Nian Cha translated the original words to An Yang.
An Yang still has a calm face and waved his hand casually, "It's fine to let him watch. Since I asked him to summon, naturally there is my way to convince them. Before that, the prince, you go and take that At eight o'clock, the guy who pointed the gun at me for a long time was taken out."
As soon as An Yang said this, the prince flung out the flag in his hand, and the whole person sprinted forward, and instantly came to the guy holding the gun. He grabbed the gun in his hand and fell to the ground, crushing it with his foot. He lifted him up and brought him back to An Yang.
All this happened so quickly that even the quicker others didn't recover, and the guy with the gun had already been caught in front of An Yang.
An Yang glanced at the guy faintly, then shook his head and chuckled twice, "I am always too gentle, and I am always reluctant to kill people, but if you are all like this, it really makes me hard to do it, you say yes. ?"
After Xiao Milk Tea's translation, everyone's expressions were suffocated. They were far from expecting that the bodyguard around An Yang was so strong—is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu
The man who deliberately hijacked An Yang last time was a lot more honest, squatting in the corner and watching everything in obscurity, without interrupting or making any small movements.
After the incident just now, everyone was quiet. They wanted to hear what An Yang planned to say. If it makes sense, it will not affect their interests. It is not impossible to consider. If it affects their interests, Just unite again, he still doesn't believe that An Yang can stop them.
"It's quiet, isn't it? If it's quiet, just listen to me." An Yang glanced around and slowly said, "The current Mogadishu is very turbulent and unstable. You should know these things better than I do. The rich can be very rich, and the poor can be very poor. The refugee area in Mogadishu is everywhere. They can’t afford to eat or use water, let alone tell you this. You may think, Some refugees have nothing to do with you, but have you thought about it? If your subordinates have no weapons, no guns, no bullets, will your territory be swallowed up quickly?"
The leaders all looked at each other and said nothing, An Yang continued.
"In this war-torn place, as long as you don’t have a gun, you have nothing. This is a very obvious truth. The same is true of Mogadishu. The refugees are like the guns in your hands. If the refugees All of them are dead. It depends on you bosses and the wealthy businessmen who are too fat to walk. Can they really withstand foreign attacks? The little wars of these years have never happened again. After the war, a large part of the reason is because of the existence of these refugees, because they are already poor and have nothing. Once the war, they can fight for their lives without worrying about anything. There are hundreds of thousands of refugees, and their combat effectiveness is really Can you ignore it?"
"But you keep on going like this. When the refugees die of starvation, thirst, disease, and disease, what is waiting for you is still facing death. I will first tell you the harm, and I will discuss the benefits with you. You unite and help The government resists foreign attacks, and then asks the government to transfer the money invested in the military to the refugees to improve their lives. Their lives are better, no matter what it is, it will be good for you, just like yours. The gun is full of bullets, and the speech is a lot harder. A person who is full is definitely stronger than a person who only eats one meal a day."
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