Chapter 1343

"No news yet?" Aegis, Africa division, Sammy sat in his office, waiting for the news from Barnett.

According to the plan, the news should have arrived by now, which makes Samoan feel uneasy.

Monks are not so easy to deal with, and the people he brings seem to be elite from the ultimate training ground.

Previously, when they were in the lounge, they were just superficial hip-hop, but in fact they were chatting and joking with their guns, and they didn't touch food or wine.

Half an hour ago, a suburban pub.

Having said all that was to be said, Barnett took the wine out of the glass, got up and said, "goodbye then, monk."

"Are you so sure?" The monk didn't show any panic. He didn't look like a dying man.

"Do it." Barnett seems to be aware of the wrong, why the outside people still do not come in.

"What's the matter with you? Old drillmaster Denny comes in through the door.

"How is it you?" Barnett's indifferent expression immediately panicked.

"Boss asked me to say hello to him." When the gun fired, Barnett fell to the ground with a red eyebrow.

"What about the people outside?" Although the monk came to take over as the division head, he could not ignore Denny's opinion.

You should know that people directly represent the boss and are proud of themselves. They think that they can monopolize power by taking advantage of their Chinese identity. In the end, there is no good end.

"It's all settled. Samoud sent a single person to stay and try to find out something." Denny's goal is clear. Protect Mary.

The best way to keep her safe is to eliminate the hidden dangers. The African branch, Samoa, is the biggest hidden danger.

Now, the truth has been made clear that Samoan wants to be independent, and Barnett who leans on him has been solved. I believe the monk can handle the rest.

"It's time for me to go. I'll leave the rest to you." Pat him on the arm, and Denny set off for Morocco.

He wanted to catch up with Mary before she left, so as to protect her nearby.

"Thank you." The monk waved thanks.

The people that Denny brought this time helped a lot. If it wasn't for them, they wouldn't be able to solve the problem quietly.

In fact, the monk was very curious about how many mysterious teams there were inside the aegis.

For example, this time, Denny brought people who he had never seen before. The ability of close combat is even more rare, just like a ghost in the night.

However, from the beginning to the end, he never asked about the origin and identity of these people, and some things are still unknown.

"Let's go!" With six men who were silent and were wiping the edge of the knife with the cloth from the corpse, Denny's figure soon disappeared into the night.

After eight days, they finally arrived at the Moroccan border, and Denny got in touch with the headquarters for the first time.

Knowing that his wife was still in the Royal Palace of Morocco, Danni was relieved to catch up.

"Denny?" Mary, who received the news, sent someone to take them to the palace. She looked at the people who were in a state of confusion like a desert horse dealer. She was very curious about what the other party had experienced.

Half way robbery, rebel fighting, tribal conflict, and fighting with Arabian Lang in the middle of the night, it's really wonderful.

Fortunately, they are used to it.

The six people who came with Denny even enjoyed themselves. Here they are full of memories. This is their battlefield.

All six were instructors and commanders sent to Africa on secret missions during World War II. Africa was as familiar to them as a second home.

It was also because the fighting here at that time was limited by the image of weapons and terrain, so that white-edge warfare was very frequent, and assassination and sneak attack were also very good at it, which enabled them to develop a strong melee ability and sneak in skills.

Good afternoon, ma'am In spite of his embarrassment, Denny was firm and meek.

"Come on, you need a good wash and some nutrition." Instead of asking them what had happened to them these days, Mary took them to the bathroom first.

When Denny is cleaned up, put on the appropriate military uniform, stand in front of her again, and eat the food on the plate, she asks her inner curiosity.

"We are from Guinea. We have to deal with some things first. The delay is too long, the conditions are limited and there is no danger." Denny said lightly.

"Charlie shouldn't have let you come. I'm safe enough here." Mary said with a little helplessness, supporting her head.

"But you won't stay here all the time. The boss is worried." Denny said.

"Well, he is."

"Lovely?"

"Yes, lovely." They both laugh at each other, and Denny takes care of the last steak on the plate.

Li Zitao, who is called lovely by his wife, is sitting on the futon mat, chatting and laughing with Mitsubishi executives about the future of the group.

Mitsuki iwazaki is also in this line, sitting directly opposite Li Zitao, but he doesn't look so happy."Mr. Iwasaki, why don't you drink?" Li Zitao put down his glass and looked at him curiously.

"Why don't you know?" This word, the rock small Mi too can only say in the heart, reluctantly smile way: "recently the body is unwell, the doctor said should not drink more."

"Is it?" Li Zitao suddenly nodded his head and said, "it's a certain age. When you get old, you have to wear old clothes. Don't always hold on to think that the world will not turn if it leaves you. In fact, the world will not have any influence if you leave anyone."

"Throughout history, countless great men have passed away, and what is the result?" Li Zitao refers to mulberry and scolds Huai, saying that he is an old guy, and implies that he is not willing to get out of the way because of his position.

But when he did not hear it, he kept a faint smile and tasted the dishes in front of him.

The singer beside them lowered her head. Except for some action when adding wine, the whole person was as motionless as a statue.

Gods fight, they are not even children, or don't talk.

Because it's common for a singer who is beaten to death with a look, a sentence or an action, or disappears directly.

Who cares about the lives of these people? Even if they die in their rooms and stink, they will only be complained and cursed by the porters.

"These talent exchange programs have come to a successful conclusion. Thanks to Mr. iwazaki's active cooperation, we should have a cup."

As soon as Yamazaki said he couldn't drink, Li Zitao found a reason he couldn't refuse and asked him to clink a cup.

This kind of naked face slapping was covered by the cheering, clapping, singing and dancing.

Mitsubishi's executives also seem to be deaf. One by one, they turn their heads to the singing singers in front of the door. They don't know what happened behind them.

They are more willing to see other people's misfortune than to be in trouble. What's more, the previous idea was totally from Mitai iwazaki. He can't be more suitable to replace the VAT.

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