I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

François wore a camouflage uniform and sneaked cautiously in the woods. Behind him are four elites from Longli Company.

"Five meters in front of you, there are two people lying on the ground, trying to catch alive." Chen Ling's voice came from the earphone.

François held up two fingers and pointed them to the left and right. The four elites behind him immediately separated from left to right and outflanked them.

François raised his foot and kicked on a baobab tree, making a bang.

The movement here attracted two militants lying on the ground. They can see the dirt road from this position, and they were spotted by them when the convoy came from far.

According to the leader's request, the two immediately reported through the handheld communication system when they found the location of the chase. The leader asked them to pay attention to see if there was a chance to kill the Oriental.

Chen Ling has been shown up in the Morris family, and his appearance characteristics have been mastered by the leaders. The two militants had a murderous intention on Chen Ling, but the convoy suddenly stopped. The gunmen in charge of the alert scattered all around, frightening the two militants to lie on the ground and dare not make any movements.

François deliberately made a louder voice, and the attention of the two militants was completely attracted, and he did not notice the four close behind.

Chen Ling did not know whether the two militants participated in the attack on the Radisson Hotel, and ordered Saidu to arrange manpower to interrogate the two chief militants. .

French is commonly used in Mali, and there are also many dialects. Let local people use dialects to interrogate, which will help relax the interrogator, and the effect will be better.

Saidu went out in person.

It was the patriarch Chen Ling who found the militants, and it was the Longli elite brought by the patriarch who started the arrest. The gang of men trained by Saidu seemed to be useless and could only do a simple guard job. Saidu felt his face dull.

Now the opportunity is here. Saidu hopes to take advantage of the local snake and find some face.

The two militants were escorted to Saidu. Saidu hadn't questioned him, so he poured out beans from a bamboo tube, and said everything neatly.

How many people were sent by the chief, what weapons, what foreign aid, and what was the purpose... One of them explained that he had a black-and-white photo of the new patriarch in his pocket.

Regardless of whether they are the elders or the chiefs, most of the armed men are members of the Morris family. According to their seniority, the two militants should call them Grandpa Saidu.

Unfortunately, the information provided by the grandsons is of little value, and Saidu's eyeliner has already provided more detailed information.

Mrs. Saidu would not be polite, and each slapped two people: "Shut up! I ask, you answer! If you answer well, you have a chance to return to the family, and be honest in the future; if you answer bad, follow the new patriarch. Buried under the baobab tree and used as fertilizer."

Saidu did not say nonsense, Chen Ling did set such a rule and a secret premise.

All those who participated in the attack on the Radisson Hotel, the mastermind behind the scenes, would be chopped into meat sauce and buried under the baobab tree as fertilizer.

"Who killed Mohand? How?" Saidu's question was simple, but only those who participated in it could answer it.

Both militants shook their heads: "Master, I don't know, I didn't go to the Radisson Hotel that day."

"Who can prove?" Saidu interrogated the two like a policeman.

"My little brother can prove..."

"My little uncle next door can prove..."

As soon as the two militants finished speaking, two gunmen from the elders took the initiative to stand up, proving that one of them was not on the scene at the Radisson Hotel at the time.

Saidu feels bad. The plan to score points by interrogating the prisoners may be frustrated.

Chen Ling felt annoyed after hearing the report from Saidudi.

The combatants of the two factions are either relatives or friends, bumping all the way to eat ashes, and ran to the woods to come home?

However, François and others are foreign and have different skin colors. Will they be specifically targeted?

Fortunately, just now they asked to capture the two alive, but the elite of Bulongli has been secretly hated by others.

Thinking of this, Chen Ling felt a little pity for Saidu, and a little guilty. Killed Maya, wasn't it a bit cruel?

"Elder Saidu, the things that need to be done in the future are mainly carried out by family members. The people I brought from Longli Company are responsible for protecting me and those who are responsible for targeting ODF Company." Chen Ling had to change his strategy.

Saidu, who was initially a little discouraged, cheered up again.

"However, you must follow my command. Those who act without authorization shall be dealt with according to the eyeliner sent by the leader."

The convoy continued to move forward, and on the road encountered two groups of militants who came to the door, and they were both captured alive.

Compared with the action led by Francois, the members of the Morris family are like hide-and-seek in the woods, and like a vacation in the wild, a lively scene.

François felt unbelievable when he saw this situation for the first time.

"Mr. Chen, are these people too exaggerated? Do you leave it alone?" François complained to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling was also dumbfounded: "It's good to be able to catch people. Generally, it's easy to kill, but it's hard to catch alive, but the other way around, it's hard to kill but easy to catch alive."

Eight militants were arrested along the way, and none of them participated in the operation of the Radisson Hotel. Chen Ling ordered them to be detained and controlled in the body of the truck.

After the convoy had been traveling for a while, Chen Ling heard neat singing and drums coming from behind.

A dozen people stood in the truck bucket, rhythmically beating the truck bucket wooden guardrail. Eight militants have been loosened and sang loudly.

Some gunmen of the elders gave up the benefits of riding in the carriages and climbed onto the moving trucks to join the party.

"Saidu, what song did they sing?"

"Patriarch, they celebrate their long-awaited reunion..."

Chen Ling seemed to smile, and asked: "If you catch the leader, what are you going to do to him?"

"According to family rules. The leader is the first evil. He must be dealt with seriously, chopped into meat sauce and buried under the baobab tree!" Saidu said decisively.

"According to seniority, how does he call you?"

Saidu pointed his finger for a while, and said: "Uh...I don't have a direct seniority relationship with him. If we convert based on the relationship between the two families, I want to call his grandfather..."

Chen Ling took the golden hat that was set aside, turned it over in his hand, and said, "Elder Saidu, as the patriarch, I hope you will do what you say. The chief, everyone who participated in the Radisson Hotel attack, The person behind the ODF company responsible for planning must die!"

Saidu hesitated, and asked: "Patriarch, this...isn't this too much?"

"Not much. The baobabs are big and abundant, and no amount of fertilizer is enough."

"But, the patriarch..." Saidu was interrupted by Chen Ling what else to say.

"Saidu! Isn't Meya's lesson enough?"

Saidu slumped, closed his eyes and bowed his head.

"Patriarch, you are right, do as you say..."

Chen Ling patted Saidudi on the shoulder and said: "You have struggled for the survival of the family for so many years, but you have not seen any hope. Now that I am here, the family will be restored to glory!"

"Saidu, let me ask you a question. Times have changed, and the way of land management has also changed a lot. Moreover, the direct output of land alone may not be enough to support the entire family's expenditure. As the patriarch, I want to know if you had any plans?"

Speaking of the future, Saidu's spirit is slightly better, and he said: "Patriarch, I had plans, but because of the struggle between the two factions, it has not been realized."

Originally, Chen Ling just wanted to divert Saidu's attention, but he didn't expect that he really planned: "There will be no two factions soon, and the family will be unified. Let your plan be heard."

"Patriarch, in the glorious period, our family did not survive on land, but on trade across the Sahara Desert. Merchants are the tradition of our family, and I once planned to restore the trade route."

"However, now the Sahara's trade and decline are negligible, and even if they occupy the entire share, they are still pitifully small."

Saidu shook his head: "I won't go to the Sahara Desert. That is the past tense. I used to spend money to ask a professional consulting company to do research. Let's take another route and go straight to the sea!"

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