King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 744 - 744 684

744: 684 744: 684 Joe Ga had already figured out what to do; this ti, he intended to cause a major incident, escalate the situation to a certain level, and then expose the role played by the armored group in it.

He aid not only to drag Turkey into the fray but also to involve so people from Arica to increase the bargaining chips for Eric, who was busy in Arica.

Having clarified all the details, Joe Ga walked over to Nis and hugged her tightly, saying, “You can’t stay in Iraq anymore, you understand , right?”

Nis looked into Joe Ga’s clear eyes, nodded slightly, and said, “Promise , even if it’s for the sake of our child, not to take unnecessary risks, okay?”

Joe Ga nodded solemnly and touched Nis’s still flat stomach, saying, “I promise, I rember telling you that I want to personally teach our child how to shoot.

You’ve prepared his first hunting rifle in Arica.

When he grows up, I’ll take him hunting.

He will surely be a good hunter.

Once I finish the tasks at hand, we’ll go to Brazil for a visit and adopt a few sloths to bring ho.”

Watching Joe Ga, who rembered every promise he made, Nis nodded obediently and said, “Then I’ll wait for you in Baghdad …”

As Joe Ga was about to persuade her, Karman, who was leaning on a cane, suddenly said, “No, we’ll return to Central Africa, back to Sangha Town.

Everyone there is willing to die for our King.

It’s the safest place!

I’ll accompany you back.

I want to be there when our little prince is born!

All of Africa should know that P.B has a legitimate heir!”

Joe Ga didn’t know where Karman got all these strange ideas.

Initially, he had thought about sending Nis to Monaco, where The Great Warlord Princess could ensure her safety without a doubt.

But Karman’s words made the atmosphere a bit weird …

Before Joe Ga could even react, Nis was the first to nod and say, “Then we’ll go back to Central Africa.

Kitten will stay down and accompany you; it’s a good opportunity for to check up on the kids we have back ho.”

Hearing this, Joe Ga sighed heavily and hugged Nis tightly, saying, “Then let’s go back.

In Monaco, that old scoundrel promised to build a good school for his son in Sangha Town.

Help keep an eye on the construction progress.

Also, keep an eye on Jacques, don’t let Gino lead him astray; his mother is still our friend after all.

When you have ti, remotely monitor the affairs in Tubruq.

You are Tubruq’s queen, after all.

Your cheap cousin has a violent streak and has squandered a lot of money recently; you should check in on him occasionally.”

As Joe Ga spoke, seeing Nis’s mood slightly improved, he smiled and said, “I’m not saying all this just to make you work; I just want you to have sothing to do.

Just casually check in on the issues I ntioned earlier.

Nis Mansour, you are first and foremost Hu Lang’s lover, and only then the mother of his child.

You are more important!!”

Tears, exceptionally rare in Nis’s big eyes, filled them up as she buried her head in Joe Ga’s chest and nodded vigorously, saying, “I’ll wait for you at ho!”

Joe Ga placed his hand on Nis’s head and said with a deep look, “Once I’ve dealt with those bastards with ill intentions, I’ll co ho!

I’ve suddenly realized that all these ssed-up issues are actually not as important as our ho.”

Karman might have been the happiest among them.

He nodded vigorously, saying, “I will have people recruit more Jungle Ghosts …

Sangha Town will definitely be like paradise; it needs enough guards.

Boss, you like the sea, right?

I’ll have Jori Amon inquire about the islands in the Gulf of Guinea.

If they’re not for sale, I’ll just seize an island to build your house!”

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga looked at the slightly uncomposed old Karman, approached him, and hugged the old fellow, laughing, “Then let’s do it!

Construct a big island, the kind where you can walk on the beach right out the door and climb mountains through the backyard.

I want to build a big house on it, planting lots of tomatoes and raising many chickens …

I don’t believe people from Nigeria and Caroon would dare not show respect …”

As Joe Ga described it, a touch of humanity sparkled in old Karman’s eyes as he looked at Joe Ga, saying with a hopeful tone, “Boss, you’re not leaving Africa, are you?”

Joe Ga grinned and replied, “Rember our original plan?

I aim to beco the King of Hunting in Africa.

Anyone from outside who even thinks about hunting a rabbit will need my permission.

I haven’t achieved it yet, so why would I leave?”