"No, there is no news about the viper..." The confidant was respectful on his face, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart. The contact information for the viper was in the hands of the general manager. They contacted the viper!

So they can only wait for the viper to contact them, but will the viper contact them?! Judging from the current situation, the major service stations have spread the news that Mosen has become the manager of the service provider, but the viper still has no movement.

This has already silently explained everything - the viper looks down on them. People look down on them, but in fact they know it very well. If the manager is completely cold, then they still have a little chance.

Relying on a sneak attack from inside and outside, he didn't even kill the chief manager. He stood up quickly and said that he was the manager. Only by being convinced is the ghost.

Even if the headmaster did this during the time the headmaster was considered, there would be a chance to let the Viper and other service stations wait and see. But now, they had no chance. Even this close friend of Mosen suspected that if the headmaster died, they would only select the person who would replace the headmaster.

Mosen knew that his only chance now was: the headmaster, the chef and Benoit died together. He had to pray that those who were clamoring for him to do it would always stand on his side to ensure that he was on the throne.

In fact, Mosen is beginning to regret it now. He thought he would get support from at least a few sites, but those sites that may support him didn't last long explode in the hotel room of the headmaster. The person in charge either died bizarrely or disappeared.

The other sites did not have any expressions, what does this mean?! This means that no one wants to see a site that supports him. But everyone tacitly did not attack him.

Mosen even felt that they seemed to be using themselves as bait to lure those who might betray the service providers and stand up actively.

"Mosen is dead, whether they are in charge or not." Morocco, the largest site in Europe, is the current person in charge of the service provider. He is in the basement, and there are at least one hundred people lurking openly and secretly around him.

When the service provider had this incident, many businesses naturally stopped. Fortunately, the funds could operate independently. At this time, Jackals sent their own force to protect the site without hesitation.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, Camos looked at the surveillance monitor and said coldly: "No one will forgive the traitor. Traitor deserves more damn than the enemy! Especially the traitor who kills his leader and seizes power, he will inevitably die."

"So, I can't understand what the other party said to Morson made him so devoted..." Beside Camos was Phil. Phil was the head of the Asia General Station. He came to Morocco immediately after the incident occurred in the head.

Camos sneered and said, "What else can I say?! Do you still understand Mosen's thoughts?! The old manager is really not wrong, he is just not suitable to be our manager."

"This kind of idiot should have cleaned him up at that time! If he cleaned him up early, it would not have caused the current situation."

After hearing this, Phil couldn't help but sigh: "At that time, we didn't agree to attack Mosen?! After all, he had made contributions to the organization, and there was nothing wrong with sending it to retirement..."

"You just don't agree, but I insist on dealing with him." Camos looked at Phil with a sneer and said, "I know who Mosen is, I know more than you. None of you has worked with him for longer than me!"

As he said that, Camos stood up and walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of whiskey and poured some of his wine glass: "He has never been a sedate person. He even naturally thought that he should sit in the manager's position!"

Phil kept silent and said nothing. The former Mosen did help many sites in many aspects and also paid a lot.

But this does not mean that he is really suitable to be the manager of a service provider. He is too impulsive and too easily bewitched. Although he has helped everyone a lot, he has caused everyone a lot of trouble.

The biggest accident that year was Hou Laohu who rushed to the service station and murdered. That time, to a certain extent, had a close relationship with him.

"The manager may be watching, seeing who will betray us!" Phil said softly at this time: "Actually... we also want to see, there are too few people who jump out. This is a bit regretful, which disappoints me..."

Camos turned around and rolled his eyes and said, "They just jumped out of the first batch and were crushed by you. Do you think someone will jump out?! I said it a long time ago, wait first. But none of you listened to me."

"Didn't I think the manager was dead at that time..." Phil said a little embarrassedly: "It's necessary to have some thunderous means to shock them."

Camos looked at Phil with a smile: "Don't worry, I never worry that the general manager would die. Maybe he wouldn't die if we all die."

"That bastard...what you are best at saving your dog's life. Want to kill him?! I guess it's hard for vipers to do it. Maybe after you take action, you will find that you're just killing his substitute."

As he said that, Kamos shrugged: "We'll wait for news from the manager now. I believe he will contact us. Of course, I guess it won't be..."

In South Sudan, Awen already had an Arab beard with a big Arab beard on his face. The outfit on his face made him look like a Middle Eastern man. This hood cost him a lot of money and thoughts.

Because it is not used for a short period of time, it must fully consider the breathability and continuity. If this pair of headbands is not directly scratched, there will be no problem within half a month.

Of course, just in case Awen prepared three headbands. Now his identity is a businessman.

There are many such brokers active in South Sudan. Small brokers do everything. As long as they come, they don’t mind doing any business.

Trafficking people, arms, intelligence, hiring soldiers, killers... they can do whatever you want. And their identities are strange. As far as Awen knows, some of them even came down in the name of the United Nations.

Of course, the most common one is to keep the so-called full-person organization. After all, it is not difficult for those who have enough money to keep a name. They can even spend money to set up such an organization and occasionally let some volunteers do their jobs.

And they can hang the names of these organizations and activities around them.

"Fake! It's really hard to find. I won't be killed before I find it!" Awen was very troubled now, and this task seemed to be a little out of place.
Chapter completed!