King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1543 - Capítulo 1543: 1253: Intelligence Officials A

Capítulo 1543: Chapter 1253: Intelligence Officials Arrive

The promotional video that Explosive Bay racked his brains to shoot stirred everyone’s emotions, making the dragon boat race the most exciting part of the opening ceremony.

The subsequent singing and dancing were completely overshadowed, and no one at the scene needed to be guided. As long as there was so music, people in the stands could get into the groove on their own.

Joe Ga, dripping wet, carried his silly son to the podium…

Igor’s diaper was soaked and had swollen up in the water. When Boss Qiao set him down, the little guy waddled a few steps with his legs spread apart, then was pulled down by the weight of the diaper, causing a large wet patch to spread from under his butt…

Boss Qiao had no intention of helping, instead taking out his phone to take a selfie with his silly son.

Old Karman, who ca ashore afterward, appeared more civilized compared to Boss Qiao, who was showing off his body with his shirt off.

The old guy, dressed in sumr military uniform, took Igor, who was being used by his old man as a prop, to a quiet spot, changed the little prince into a new diaper, and then placed him in the legendary Crocodile stroller to draw attention from the surrounding caras, ensuring enough footage to satisfy sponsors.

At this mont, Boss Qiao was in high spirits…

He didn’t know if this opening ceremony was considered successful, but judging by everyone’s behavior, it seed they were quite happy!

He raised his fist to rally the friends around the podium to head down and feel the charm of the dragon boats and enjoy the thrill of getting wet…

The newcors in the stands were all stunned. No one could have imagined that the head of an international military group would behave so ‘inappropriately’.

Pierre from France Security was sitting in the audience, watching Chauvin, the deputy security advisor of Arica’s White House, sit awkwardly among a group of black officials. He winked mischievously at a black guy in front…

Ngira, the Congolese Minister of Defense who looked like a bandit despite wearing a suit, stood up, turned to the skinny Chauvin, and said in a deep voice, “Hand over all the money you have on you…”

Chauvin was stunned for a mont, looking at Ngira who seed ready to rob him, and said, “Excuse , what did you say?”

Ngira grinned wickedly and said, “I said hand over all the money you have on you…”

Chauvin instinctively covered his suit pocket, then watched as Monaco’s little princess and Hu Lang’s daughter Adel walked over holding two boxes…

The boxes clearly read “For Yen’s Children”!

Everyone along the way was generously donating. So rugged individuals, having no cash, simply took off their gold jewelry and tossed it into the donation boxes held by the two girls.

Chauvin realized sothing, looked at the fierce Ngira, and said, “Sir, I think we can talk about this nicely, your approach almost made misunderstand…”

Ngira, baring his big white teeth, shook his head and said, “NO, when we tried to talk nicely, you never listened seriously!”

Saying so, Ngira glanced at the two nervous Secret Service bodyguards beside Chauvin, then smiled at Pierre, who was watching the drama, and said, “Only when you have no weapons in hand do you behave like a gentleman.”

Pierre spread his hands and said, “Hey, Ngira, I’m good friends with Hu Lang…”

Ngira seed to completely forget his role as Minister of Defense, gave Pierre the middle finger, and said, “My friend from Niger told your army attacked a village and killed dozens of civilians attending a wedding…

The civilians you killed in Burkina Faso outnumbered the ones killed by YSL terrorists!”

Saying so, Ngira grinned wickedly and said, “Hu Lang’s Green Great Wall initiative is about to start, your military’s good days are numbered!”

Pierre shook his head helplessly and said, “I need to remind you, France is a major sponsor of the Green Great Wall initiative.”

Ngira sneered, shook his head, and said, “What does that have to do with your army being a bunch of bastards?”

Pierre was annoyed by these upstart Congolese yokels who hadn’t achieved anything for years and had only risen through the ranks by clinging to Boss Qiao’s leg.

President Kabila of Congo is now a frequent visitor at the United Nations, flying to New York about once a month, and on the UN stage, he rants against France on behalf of his exploited African brothers.

Whether he can achieve any results he doesn’t care, his main purpose is to gain fa and montum for the Green Great Wall initiative to garner more realistic support.

Arican dia seem to particularly enjoy watching the French in trouble, so Kabila frequently makes the news.

As a Congolese president, when reporters ask him about Congo’s dostic developnt issues, the guy always draws a blank.

However, when asked about France, he always has new phrases to curse Little Ma’s entire female lineage.

Pierre didn’t want to argue about political issues with a country bumpkin like Ngira…

Seeing the two girls carrying the box approaching, Pierre took out a handful of euros, cautiously dropped 100 into each box.

Feeling the disdainful gazes around him, Pierre shrugged indifferently and said, “France monitors its civil servants very strictly, so my inco isn’t high. 200 is enough for to eat for a week in Paris.

I don’t know what your salary is, but your generous actions are sure to move your own citizens.”

Hearing Pierre imply he was corrupt, Ngira sneered and said, “When will you hypocritical white people show enough sincerity?”

As Ngira spoke, seemingly to prove sothing, he threw his cash and a big gold watch into Adel’s donation box. After receiving a ‘thank you,’ he, like a seasoned bandit, scoured the cash off Chauvin…

Chauvin looked bitterly as his two bodyguards were pinned to their seats by a few strong black n. He honestly contributed the cash he had on him, then turned and said to Pierre, “Is this how P.B. entertains guests?”

Pierre skillfully exchanged a few verbal jabs with Ngira in French, ending the conversation with so cursing. He then looked at Chauvin, smiling, and said, “There are different kinds of guests, and it’s clear you brought trouble, which is not very welco…

We heard that your CIA caused trouble again…

You need to be careful; so people from Russia are here too, and they’re not as easygoing as Hu Lang.”

Chauvin paused for a mont, then slightly shook his head and said, “Preventing nuclear proliferation is our mutual responsibility. The CIA just skipped a few risky steps to try and end the danger…”

Pierre sneered and said, “But you ssed it up and made things more complicated.

The rcenaries called intelligence agencies from all over, dragging Hu Lang into a vortex.

Now we have to pay more costs and take on more responsibility because of it…

Brother, your foolish actions have doubled the cost of reclaiming the ‘Swift’ data.”

Chauvin, hearing this, bitterly smiled and said, “What conditions did Hu Lang propose?”

Pierre sighed and said, “Hu Lang demands that we provide complete immunity to him, those rcenaries, and the designer…

The designer will stay in Sangha Town, cooperate with us to verify the authenticity of the purchased data, provide corresponding evidence on the data, and correct any errors.

For this, each of us has to pay 20 million US Dollars as compensation for Hu Lang’s risk; otherwise he refuses to contact those rcenaries!”

As he spoke, Pierre looked at the ashen-faced Chauvin and seriously said, “You did sothing very foolish. Initially, we only needed to pay once, but now it’s twice.

I have accurate intel that Iran, Hezbollah, and several notorious underground magnates accurately participated in the bidding for data and nuclear material.

If I were you, I’d imdiately call back, get those CIA idiots to send the money over, and then you bring the cash to kiss Hu Lang’s ass so we can get the job going.

A batch of nuclear material and simple nuclear weapon designs have leaked onto the black market—it’s like a devilish joke. You must take responsibility for your stupidity!”

Chauvin thought about Big-Mouth Tang, who was furious in the White House two days ago, shook his head in distress, and said, “Hu Lang cannot shirk his responsibility…”

Pierre looked at Chauvin like a fool, sneered, and said, “What can you do even if Hu Lang refuses you?

That guy has led so of the largest recent global conflicts…

Even when hosting gas at ho, his air force is still ravaging Turkey’s air force, and Turkey has lost six matches in a row.

His synthetic battalion has humanitarian channels, halting the war throughout Yen!

This guy recently helped Libya’s Haftar negotiate with Italy over the phone, using Tubruq’s oil export quota, easily restarting Italy’s paynt of colonial compensation to Libya…

He made a call and got Italy to pay 250 million in compensation, and that money ended up in the P.B. bank, eventually profiting China and Italy’s energy infrastructure companies.

Because of this guy, the Shah and the UAE intervened in Iraq’s reconstruction, forcing Iran to increase its investnt.

Now Baghdad’s reconstruction is progressing rapidly, and prices are at their best in recent years.

According to reliable sources, Hu Lang is lobbying several West African countries to send a coalition to et in Burkina Faso…

He plans to drive all the France military to Chad’s base, wishing P.B. to confront all the extremist organizations in North Africa.”

As he said this, Pierre looked at the astonished Chauvin and said, “Brother, what makes you think Hu Lang should listen to you?

You went to Djibouti and got embarrassed, yet you still don’t realize your identity?”

As the two spoke, England’s Claverley withdrew his indulgent gaze from his own Princess Beatrice…

He pretended not to see the silly princess stumble and crash, donation box in hand, into Hu Lang’s rear, looking embarrassed…

He turned to glance at Pierre, who had been intimidating Chauvin, and then said to Chauvin, “England is Arica’s traditional ally, but I still have to say, your actions this ti were really stupid!

The MI6 has accurate information that the nuclear waste lost by Ukraine is also related to CIA; if things get out of control, you need to take full responsibility!

The conditions of 20 million and immunity aren’t excessive. I hope you can give an answer soon.

A lot of people are waiting for you!”