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

Chen Ling's team walked on the logging road.

The excitement of the contact person remained for a long time, and he was still nagging about his dream of going to Kinshasa. Before meeting the ghost, he imagined the dream life in Kinshasa. After meeting the ghost, he changed a direction and talked about the life that was not a human being in the deep mountains and forests these years.

Two guides, one talks more and the other talks less.

The talkative guide and the contact person chatted vigorously, and found that the two of them had been in the same tribe for two generations, but they were only one generation behind. So they changed their names, one called uncle and the other nephew, very affectionate.

It is convenient and quick to change from an enemy to a companion and then a relative.

The less talkative guide looked at his nephew guide enviously, because his uncle promised that as long as the boss takes him to Kinshasa, he must bring his nephew.

Far away Kinshasa!

The less talkative guide realized that this mission might be a turning point in his life.

"Mr. Chen, I have a request." The guide who spoke less courageously said, "After this mission is over, I would like to ask you to take me to Kinshasa. I don't want you to give me money. I can find a job in Kinshasa. I can sell things on the street..."

François grabbed his sturdy arm and smiled: "Good job, don't need Mr. Chen to say, I will take you to Kinshasa."

"I must do it hard!" The guide got the answer he wanted, and there was light in his eyes.

"Go ahead and find the road. It's best to find a car, and a truck will do." Francois immediately gave him a chance to perform.

Without a word, the less talkative guide ran forward.

The road is potholes and uneven, with impervious rain forests on both sides, and occasionally a cold wind blows out of the dark and secluded gaps, which makes people mistakenly believe that there are beasts staring at them.

The group of people has enough guns and ammunition, so naturally they will not be afraid. Even the two doctors with poor physical fitness maintained a normal emotional level.

They come from an African city. This is the first time to hike in such a pristine place. They have a strong sense of freshness. When they see animal feces on the ground, they will stop to observe and analyze, and guess what animal feces it is.

It's just that, if you are separated by a mountain, you will not necessarily recognize the animal's feces if you are going to see a doctor. Every conclusion reached by their in-depth analysis was rejected by the guides.

At this time, there was a sound from the back of the team.

A truck was rolling in with the earth dragon.

The two who had just been recognized as uncles and nephews immediately stood in the middle of the road to block the car.

"Who are you?" The driver saw a group of people with guns blocking the road and had to stop, very vigilant.

The contact person motioned everyone not to speak, and he would take care of it.

"We are the lieutenant colonel and we are going to the town ahead." He stepped forward, stood directly on the steps of the cab, and said unceremoniously, "Catch us for a ride."

The driver did not open the door, "I have seen a lot of people from the lieutenant colonel. I have never seen you."

"Where is so much nonsense! Is the protection fee paid enough?" The contact person stared, and he had the style of a beast biting its prey.

When the driver heard the familiar words, his expression immediately changed, and he said with a smile: "Our boss pays annually. The protection fee for the logging farm has always been the most. Get in the car!"

"Not enough to sit..."

"There is another one behind."

Chen Ling heard the conversation between the two and stepped forward and asked the driver: "Are you a convoy in a logging yard?"

The contact person said immediately: "This is our boss, you can speak well, maybe he can take you to Kinshasa."

The driver didn't buy it: "I'm from Kinshasa, so I don't need him to take me."

The contact person smiled and said, "Do you think I am a fool? People from Kinshasa came to us to drive? The ghosts don't believe what you said."

The driver smiled, ignored him, and said to Chen Ling: "Yes, we are the convoy of the logging yard."

"What are you going to deliver?" Chen Ling asked.

Vigilant reappeared on the driver's face, "Our boss and your lieutenant colonel have agreed that we pay the protection fee, and you don't care what we do."

Chen Ling smiled and said, "I just ask casually."

"Are you Chinese?" The driver was still very alert.

Chen Ling shook his head: "I am not, I am from Mali, but the color is a bit different."

The driver snorted coldly and said, "Everyone knows that Lieutenant Colonel doesn't like Chinese. Get in the car!"

At this moment, there was a gunshot in the distance and the howling of wild animals.

"It's a leopard!" The contact person and the driver reacted at the same time.

"Get in the car, let's go and have a look." The driver said, "Leopards are often seen here. Leopards kill more people than the Ebola virus."

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After Okapi appeared, David took him to "watch the goods."

The four-member group of MI6 is the "goods."

"Very good." Okapi was very satisfied with the condition of the goods. "They are young people and more impactful. David, you are particularly good at dealing with people in your old club, and you can succeed every time."

David said proudly: "The teacher dealt with students, there is nothing to be proud of. On the contrary, I am very sad, because they have not made any progress for so many years, and the tactics used are all the same. Molly, don't be convinced!"

Molly snorted softly and took the opportunity to ask: "Okapi? Is he Okapi?"

David made an exaggerated smile at Molly, but didn't speak.

Okapi smiled and said, "Is it right? Weight, hair style, what else? You haven't seen my tattoo yet... Come, take a look."

Okapi actually pulled down his pants, exposed half of his ass, patted twice, and said, "Does the position, content and size of the tattoo match?"

The skin on Okapi's ass is wrinkled, with an old-fashioned rifle tattoo, and the three letters KAR next to it.

Molly glanced at it and then ignored it.

The companion next to her took a closer look and nodded: "This is it."

Okapi put up his pants and said, "I am the Okapi that your MI6 has been chasing and killing. I have the same regrets as David. Obesity is not good for health. I lost weight a few years ago. My hair has fallen out, but in your information, I am still the fat man with a hundred kilograms and thick hair! If it weren’t for my tattoo, do you think I’m dead?”

Molly let out a long sigh. She knows that just looking at a tattoo can't be sure that this person is the Okapi, but from the current situation, it's almost impossible to leave.

Okapi is the nickname of this white man. He has several names. Only he knows which one is really true.

The reason why MI6 has been pursuing Okapi for these years is because Okapi took the opportunity to instigate the Hutu to kill a British diplomatic mission in Rwanda during the genocide that broke out in Rwanda around 1994. cruel.

Prior to this, Okapi was a Belgian diplomat in Rwanda. He resigned during his tenure and became a guest of high-ranking officials of the Rwandan government at that time.

The evidence collected by MI6 over the years shows that Okapi is closely related to the Rwandan genocide, the first Congo war, and the second Congo battle, and is one of the driving forces behind the scenes.

MI6 sent people to hunt down Okapi several times, but they were all counter-killed by Okapi, and only once caused Okapi to be seriously injured. Since then, Okapi has embarked on the road of revenge against MI6.

He paid for the "acquisition" of MI6 personnel. As long as he could catch a living MI6 intelligence agent and deliver it to him, he would bid hundreds of thousands.

This approach is much the same as the order of rewards and killings on the underworld, and once caused a great threat to MI6 personnel in Africa.

Okapi was on the MI6's kill list, but for so many years, everyone who had seen Okapi alive died.

"You are going to die because you have met me, and you are from MI6." Okapi squeezed Molly's face with the hand that had just patted his butt, "Such beautiful eyes, not for years I have seen it. David, thank you!"

David laughed and said, "No thanks, just give me the money on time, or, the old rules, deduct from that money?"

Okapi said: "The Indians are in arrears with you again, right? You are so hard to catch your juniors and sell them to me to help Indians do unprofitable smuggling. Are you worth it?"

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