King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 773 - 773 705 Demands

773: Chapter 705 Demands 773: Chapter 705 Demands On Prince Sayyid’s Boeing plane…

In order to take care of the injured ‘Cot,’ Joe Ga returned to base and imdiately had Prince Sayyid’s private plane prepared, then boarded with Kitten who had heard the news and rushed back.

The Ferryman, Jazz, and the South Arica Third Squad set out together, with their first stop being Monaco…

Joe Ga was to pick up the ‘Professor’ there, whose condition had improved, and take him to Central Africa for a period of recovery.

Once he had completely healed, they would head to Seville together.

Hatred is sothing that shouldn’t be harbored, as it can turn sour due to different personalities over ti.

When hatred intensifies, it tornts oneself, and when it fades, it’s irresponsible to oneself.

However, halfway through the flight, he heard an alarming ssage from the pilot…

There was noise in the cargo hold; soone had sneaked into the cargo area and was now trying to enter the passenger cabin through the internal passageway.

This discovery startled Joe Ga; he truly hadn’t expected anyone to intrude on his plane, as the base, while not exactly impenetrable, certainly wasn’t a place where just anyone could wander near the hangar.

If it had been that simple, Boss Qiao would have lost his life several tis over…

Swiftly arming themselves, a group gathered around the position of the floor exit, and after nearly 20 minutes, Joe Ga looked at Earl Lavey climbing up from the cargo hold into the passenger cabin.

He couldn’t help but point at the man’s nose and start cursing profusely…

“Are you fucking insane?

What the hell are you bringing people onto my plane for?”

Watching the ‘key woman’ climb into the cabin with two children and then keeping her head down in silence, Joe Ga frowned at Elle and said, “You better give a good explanation.

You should ask your colleagues—those who use my people never end well…”

Elle turned around on the spot with his hands up, then showed his nearly crippled left hand with a bitter smile and said, “Hu Lang, I had to bring them back.

But before I find out who betrayed , I have to be extrely cautious…”

As Elle saw the odd look on Joe Ga’s face, he imdiately waved his hand and said, “I’m talking about our internal issues; this has nothing to do with you.

Even if you claid to be connected with ISIS, no one would believe it now…”

Joe Ga pressed down on the gun that Dorian held and, watching the two dirty children looking longingly at the food in the nearby pantry, patted Kitten on the shoulder and said, “Take her and the kids to eat sothing.

I need to have a talk with Mr.

Earl Lavey.”

Then, with a malicious glance at Elle, Joe Ga shook his head and said, “You’re so careful; surely no one knows you’re on my plane.

So if I throw you off the plane, would anyone know then?”

Elle nervously shrank his neck and said with a forced laugh, “Sir, P·B is a trusted company, and I believe you wouldn’t mistreat …”

Joe Ga didn’t dislike intelligence personnel; what he loathed was their attitude, a mouth full of lies while expecting him to get things done…

Had Elle just been honest, Joe Ga wouldn’t have opposed giving them a bit of cover, even helping them get to Arica would have been no issue.

The situation between P·B and ISIS wasn’t just a simple matter of hatred; they had been clashing from North Africa all the way to the Middle East, from Iraq to Syria, causing massive losses for ISIS.

He didn’t mind doing one more thing to make things difficult for ISIS!

What made Joe Ga particularly wary of Elle was the man’s inability to speak truthfully.

Without knowing the inside story, Joe Ga simply couldn’t prepare strategically.

Blindly participating in intelligence operations could result in being used as a fool to the bitter end.

Seeing Elle adopt a submissive posture, Joe Ga shook his head and said, “Don’t beat around the bush, tell what you really want?

Besides ISIS, who else is after you?

I don’t believe ISIS is that capable.

If they were so powerful, they wouldn’t be in a position where everyone wants them taken down, would they?

You sneaked onto my plane, and if the opposition thinks there’s so deal between us, then I might just get unlucky.

I need to know who they are?”

With that, Joe Ga looked at Elle, who seed troubled, and laughed, “No need to rush for my sympathy; I haven’t finished speaking…

If your confession satisfies , I’ll give you a few minutes to convince not to throw you off the plane.

I’m not joking!”

Elle seed stunned, then said, “Sir, I can’t be certain either…”

As Elle saw Joe Ga’s growing impatience and the soldiers advancing on him, he raised his hand and called out, “OK OK, I’ll talk, I’ll talk…

But can we go sowhere quieter?

So things are secret, and so are just my speculation.

Knowing too much might not be good for you.”

Joe Ga looked into Elle’s eyes, shook his head, and said, “You don’t have much ti…”

Then, Joe Ga turned and sat down in a luxurious spot, pointing to the seat opposite him, and said, “Sit down and talk…”

Elle looked around the cabin, realizing most of the people present were P·B special forces soldiers, all fully ard.

He knew that if he couldn’t convince Boss Qiao, he would probably suffer a great deal…