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

The reception room was quiet. Several CR employees, including Tang Yongyue, were very nervous and looked at Chen Ling together.

Chen Ling sat there very calmly, as if he hadn't heard what the black man outside said.

A leader of Longli Security Company stood up and walked to the door. "This is the hospital," he said.

The black mine guard outside the door held the gun hung around his neck, his eyes were fierce, "Go out, the hospital is now ours."

Long Li's captain shook his head: "First come, then come."

"Come out!" The black mine guard drew his arm forward and grabbed the captain's chest.

The captain's reaction was lightning-fast, and the moment the black mine guard grabbed his chest, he clasped the opponent's wrist and locked the mine guard's arm on his back.

The black mine guard suffered a pain in his shoulder and was forced to turn around and call out his companion: "Come and help!"

At the same time, in the reception room, François waved his hand, and several other Longli security personnel rushed out of the reception room window and took out the pistol hidden in his body.

There are six companions of the black mine guards, all with long spears. When they heard the call, they immediately gathered around, and two even raised their guns directly.

But the door of the reception room was too small, and the black man and the captain squeezed together. The captain succeeded in using the black man as a shield, and the mine guards could not target him with their guns.

"Fuck him, let him go, let him go! I'll kill you!" As soon as the mine guards ended a conflict, their emotions hadn't completely calmed down. At this moment, they were stimulated and immediately became irritable.

A mine guard had nowhere to vent, a shot at no one outside.

bump! The repercussions of the shooting indoors were so great that Tang Yongyue and others were shocked. A female translator even screamed and covered her ears, curled up in the corner.

Chen Ling was thinking about something, and was startled by the sudden gunshots, frowning and cursing: "Neurotic! What kind of shots were shot in the hospital? A Bin, the one who shot the shot chopped off a hand!"

François was not surprised by the gunshots, but was taken aback by Chen Ling's orders.

This was the first time he heard this order from Chen Ling's mouth.

Knowing that Chen Ling was really angry, he immediately ordered his men to do it.

The Longli security personnel who came out of the window were already in place, and in turn surrounded the mine guards.

The mine guards who heard the female translator's screams laughed wantonly, only the guards with their arms locked screamed with grinning teeth.

bump!

The mine guards who fired seemed to be encouraged, and it was another shot.

Before the gunfire disappeared, he felt that the gun in his hand was taken away by force, and then saw the gun point aimed at his forehead and raised his hands obediently.

The other mine guards were also disarmed, facing the black hole of the muzzle, their expressions horrified.

Long Li's captain ordered seven mine guards to kneel on the ground and raise their hands.

François went out, glanced at the group of counselors, and asked, "Who shot the gun?"

Several mine guards all looked at the shooting teammate: "It's him."

François expressionlessly said, "Chop your hands!"

"No! Don't!" The mine guard who shot the gun begged for mercy, "I have four children to support, please, don't chop your hands..."

Francois frowned.

"Give his mouth. Chop your hands!"

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In the reception room, Chen Ling was still sitting, and the female translator in the corner was helped to sit on the chair and was wiping tears.

Several CR employees were witnessed just now, their hearts were shaken, they were whispering, and their eyes towards Chen Ling changed.

The Chinese in the Democratic Republic of the Congo encounter this kind of problem and they are passively defensive. Most of the time they lose money and eliminate disasters. They have never seen this kind of defensive counterattack, using violence to control violence.

A security guard from Longli pushed in, holding a stack of guns, "Mr. Chen, these were captured, how to deal with it?"

"Put it on the ground, let François take care of it for a while." Chen Ling is not interested in these tatters at all.

The security personnel placed the gun on the ground and exited the reception room.

Two courageous employees of CR Company walked to the side of the gun hesitantly and squatted down to touch it.

"Don't move them, be careful of fire." Tang Yongyue frowned, "Don't look at the time!"

"President Tang, this Congo-Kinshasa is too messy!" Chen Ling smiled, "It's better in Angola, isn't it?"

Tang Yongyue was not as relaxed as Chen Ling. He was about to answer when he heard the black man begging for mercy outside the door. He felt very relieved and said: "Chen, good job! Too much relief! Damn, I have been in the Democratic Republic of Congo for so many years. I hate these so-called mine guards the most, they are actually bandits..."

Tang Yongyue said for a while like catharsis, and several CR employees nodded in agreement.

The female translator also said: "These are usually the so-called mine guards. When there is a riot, they become militants. These are the people who kill and set fires."

At this time, there was a scream that was blocked in the eyes of the throat. Everyone in CR Company was terrified of hearing them, and they all looked at Chen Ling.

Chen Ling waved his hand to signal everyone to relax.

After a while, another Longli security staff came in, holding a cloth bag in his hand, and black and red blood leaked from it.

"Mr. Chen, chop it down." The security personnel said, and handed the cloth bag to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling glanced at him, frowned and said, "Why do you give this to me? Take it away."

Everyone at CR's eyes on Chen Ling changed again. If I was admired just now, I was panicked now, and a few people were even trembling.

Catch people and chop their hands. This kind of plot has only been seen in film and television dramas. Now, under the order of this harmless Chinese young man, it happened alive!

Chen Ling felt their eyes and explained: "This is a hand chopped off from the person who shot just now. You can't keep this kind of person who loves to shoot casually!"

Everyone in CR still looked at him, and no one spoke.

"If it wasn't for being blocked by the door just now, would he come in and shoot us?" Chen Ling asked, looking across the crowd in the reception room.

"I still said that. Good job!" Tang Yongyue took the lead. "If you were not here today, we must have left the reception room. I have been in the Democratic Republic of Congo for so many years, and today is the most exciting and refreshing!"

The female translator said weakly: "Will they retaliate?"

"As long as you are ruthless, they dare not retaliate!" A CR company employee clenched his fist, "fear them completely, and fear into the bone!"

François returned to the reception room and reported the whole situation to Chen Ling.

This gang of mine guards is really not a good guy. They serve an illegally mined gold mine. It is the captain and boss who want to seize the reception room.

Illegal gold mining is very rampant. Every private mining team has armed guards, and they often conflict with each other because of competition for mineral resources.

Today, the mine protection team repelled a force that came to grab the mine, and then brought the wounded to the hospital for treatment.

"Leave their guns, smash them, and drive them away," Chen Ling said.

"Where are the wounded they sent?"

"We don't care about the wounded." Chen Ling said, "The one who chopped hands will stay. Next, our security personnel are divided into two groups. One group stays here and takes care of our wounded; the other group finds a place. Stay and rest."

Tang Yongyue said: "Mr. Chen, we have three of us here, one is an interpreter, and the two take turns to look after."

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Although Dilolo is not a big place, it has a strong commercial atmosphere because it is located on the main transportation route of the mining area. Many Chinese do business here, and the customers are mainly mining companies and their employees.

The Belgian hospital is quite famous as the best hospital in Dilolo and even the nearby area. Therefore, news that a group of Chinese people clashed in the hospital with the local mine protection team quickly spread throughout Dilolo, and the local police department also came to investigate the next day.

The person in charge of the Belgian hospital saw a lot of things, pushed the matter away, just found a reason to fool around, and left the patients on both sides to collect money for treatment.

Chen Ling didn't know this situation. He stayed in a humble hotel in Dilolo for one night and got up in the morning to return to Luo and then to Luanda.

However, when he joined François in the morning, he saw a woman with a Chinese face standing next to him, and a little boy with light black skin in her hands.

"Mr. Chen, they are looking for you." Francois said.

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