The Road to Slaying God

"Brush!" Liu Biao's sharp dagger swept across a cold mang in the air, and the strong rope bundled with oil paper was broken into several pieces at once.

"Good knife ... ah ..."

The old man couldn't help but admire Liu Biao's swift blade, but his words were not over yet. He was stunned, his half-lying body also sat up and stood upright.

money!

A bunch of money!

A lot of money!

A neat pile of money, although most of it was still wrapped, but the cracked rope and the gap exposed by the oily paper told him that it was all money. He was in his sixties and was an excellent man. The third-tier killer is the first time he has seen so much cash.

"Old man, how is it?" Liu Biao shook his dagger and looked proud. He enjoyed the old man's shocked expression. Now Liu Biao, can't wait to carry all these banknotes to the College of Arts and Sciences, and put them at the door, telling the classmates He is rich.

"You you you ... you ..." The old man's proud killer's unique calmness has been thrown away from Jiu Xiaoyun, a bit incoherent, whoever suddenly sees so much cash, his head will be briefly confused.

"Hey, what else!"

Liu Biao bowed proudly, waved the dagger again, and the other package was opened again. This time, Liu Biao cut the whole piece of kraft paper in order to achieve the gorgeous effect, and the stacks of US dollars were completely exposed. In the air, people have a shocking visual effect.

"Those ... those ... all ..." The old man took a breath, opened his eyes, and looked at a dozen large parcels on the ground, which was beyond his imagination.

"Of course, do you want to take a look again?" Liu Biao was completely immersed in the inflated vanity, and proudly went to the other side of the package and cut the package.

"Brother Biao, you cut it and have to wrap it again. His old man believes that you don't have to toss, okay?" Zhang Yang looked at the scattered piles of banknotes deliberately kicked by Liu Biao on the ground, depressed.

"Oh ... heh ..." Liu Biao smiled awkwardly, stopping the dagger he was about to wave.

"Where did you get it? Robbery of the Reserve Bank of Somalia?" The old man looked nervous, of course, more excited, of course, seeing so many banknotes, no excitement.

"No, this is the pirate we robbed, the pirate who captured you." Zhang Yang said.

"They have so much money?" The old man stunned.

"Well, all this money was found in a small village about 100 kilometers away from Mogadishu. From the environment at the time, it should have been transported from the village you said to, and for what reason should be prepared With so many banknotes, I don't think anyone knows, because the original owners of these banknotes are dead, and now, this huge wealth belongs to us. "Zhang Yang's tone is a little proud, indeed, he has proud capital It is not easy to rob nearly US $ 100 million at one time, even in developed countries. Of course, it is more luck to get so much money this time.

"No wonder, no wonder!" The old man thought for a moment, and sighed suddenly.

"No wonder?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Now the situation in Somalia is tense. I estimate that there has been a mutiny recently. This pirate gathered so much cash. It should be to buy Somalia's political axe. Otherwise, there is no need to prepare so much cash. The month we stepped on it, it became popular. There has been a change in Somalia's political forces, and it should be related to the money ... Hehe, it seems that you are out of luck ... "

"Is there a war?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but be nervous. Mogadishu is the capital of Somalia. Every time the regime changes, it starts here. If there is a war, the money he put here is not safe. There are thousands of them. When 10,000 troops exchanged fire, their personal strength was very limited. At that time, they could not afford to protect so many banknotes.

"Oh, do n’t worry, no one is desperate without money, so now Somalia is quieter than at any time, and those military figures will not launch a coup without the control of banknotes. You know, Every time a coup is launched, the more enemies they set up, not all soldiers hope to rely on the coup, and it is also good to be able to securely and securely control the military power. "The old man immediately understood Zhang Yang's mind and explained.

Zhang Yang didn't know that, since the fall of the West Asian government in 1991, Somalia has been in a state of armed division by the warlords and a state of fragmented anarchy. The various factions in the country have stopped and stopped. After continuous differentiation and combination, a pattern of Mogadishu factions such as Somaliland, Puntland, La Hanwenland, and Aidid has gradually formed. The international community has mediated the issue 12 times without success.

However, in 2000, the situation in Somalia was relatively calm and positive progress was made in the peace process. In May, Djibouti hosted the National Peace Symposium (also known as the “Alta Peace Symposium”), which is mainly based on the civilian power of Somali, and passed the Somali Transitional Charter in July. In August, the first parliament and the first president of the Somali Civil War were elected in August. . In August, the new president, Abdikassim, was sworn in. In October, the solo transition political axe was established.

After the new regime came to power, it has successively proposed a series of measures to purge the country, including restoring order in the capital, disarming the militia, and reconciling the tribe. Although the country is still in a state of warlord separatism, the organization and law and order of the capital are relatively stable, and, Some international humanitarian organizations and United Nations agencies have departments here. In addition, some foreign garrisons are also responsible for the security of Mogadishu. In general, in Mogadishu, law and order is still very good. Especially in these high-end hotels, most of them are foreign journalists, and some offices are simply stationed in the hotels, and the prevention of political axes is also very strict.

Of course, the most important point is that, in general, when a mutiny occurs, the warlords will avoid attacking these international institutions. After all, most of these institutions came to rebuild Somalia ... Let Zhang Yang surprise them unexpectedly. It was an accident. Stifled a military coup in its infancy.

If this nearly 100 million US dollars is really invested in poor Somalia, enough to control all political and military forces, I have to say that this man's ambition is terrible, of course, the investment is even more terrible.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but sigh, and the dead fat man wouldn't think that he would die first without success, and died inexplicably. When he died, he didn't know what the reason was, one should be prominent. The character was buried naked [***] under the turf without a tombstone ... "Old man, aren't you in a hurry?" Liu Biao suddenly asked when everyone was in a daze.

"What am I in a hurry ... Ah ..."

The old man jumped down, leaped violently, and was extremely agile. He rushed into the bathroom with stunned Zhang Yang and Liu Biao, and immediately heard a sound of water.

Five minutes, maybe less than five minutes, the old man wrapped in a bath towel, exposing his skinny arms and burst out.

"Zhang Yang, hurry up! Hurry up! Call the hotel to arrange a hairdresser, um, clothes, a beige suit of size xx, a dozen white shirts of size xx, um, a rose tie, size **** A dozen of panties, a dozen of white socks, a dozen of black socks, a pair of xx-size leather shoes, a belt, a lighter, a mobile phone ... all must be the best ... "

"What are you looking at me for?" The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, asking Zhang Yang and Liu Biao who were stunned.

"Cough ..." Zhang Yang didn't speak, and he kept coughing. He found some clothes, sheets, etc. and covered the exposed banknotes. He took a few stacks of dollars into his pocket and went out.

"Old man, you ... you ... why do you want a pair of shorts? There are all kinds of leather shoes and socks, what do you want to do so much?" Liu Biao opened his eyes and looked at the wet hair on his forehead The old man asked.

"Buy more, we can all wear it, and throw it away." The old man took a comb and combed the thin sparse hairs, not thinking.

"That ... the key is ... the **** size shorts, and the **** size shoes, neither Zhang nor I can wear ..." Liu Biao depressed.

"Oh ... forgot, anyway, you have money, the key is that I do n’t have time to go out and buy now. I have always been old-fashioned. The image of a talent appears in front of my wife. This time, with so much money, Naturally, I ca n’t do anything! ”The old man looked left and right in front of the mirror, and finally gave up combing his hair. He closed it in the dungeon for more than a month. Although there were not many hair beards, it was difficult to take care of it. Only a hairdresser can handle it, and a comb must not be able to make a handsome and chic look.

"... We have money anyway ... old man, this is our money, not yours ... Hey, what are you doing?" Liu Biao was suddenly anxious.

(To be continued)