Chapter 0069                                                            �

A huge mushroom-shaped cloud floated in the distance, and the originally bright night sky became dark and gloomy.

Long Wei picked up a cigarette, and as soon as he lit it, Li Xuan snatched it away with a graceful movement. She held it in her mouth, took two sips comfortably, and said sadly: "Do you know? Every one of us who lives abroad is not happy. On the day we just arrived, something such a big one rushed in from my room..."

One night a few years ago, Li Xuan dragged two half-person-tall boxes full of equipment, daily necessities and plastic-sealed noodles to Cameroon for a long time. There were few Chinese in that city, and in order to get the most authentic materials, she decided to find a place to live in the local residential area.

She had chosen four or five ordinary houses to live in, shared a living room with AIDS patients, and had a meal with poisoning dealers for more than ten days. When she finally chose a loft to settle down, a big bug that was as long as a stroke broke into her room.

The insect looked terrible and very large, just like many local insects. The key is that it has very tenacious vitality and cannot be killed no matter how hard it is. After struggling in the middle of the night, the insect actually had more energy than her.

As she heard her crying, Long Wei thought about the scene in his mind: In the extremely dim room, a girl in pajamas was holding a book and shouting in fear, chasing a terrifying bug.

At this moment, Long Wei felt a little sympathetic to her, but his specific fear of insects was a day two months after he met her this time. In order to write a material, he wrote in a hurry under the dim light. Mosquitoes poured in from the cracks in the room in groups. While he was writing, he used a brand new anti-mosquito and fly electric slap to drive away the mosquitoes and flies. The mosquitoes died one by one, more and more. After a while, the room was filled with the odor of burnt corpses. Finally, the mosquito corpses were connected together and stuck to the slap. Finally, the slap was exhausted. Only then did he feel what the fear brought by African mosquitoes were.

"Girl, drag your box and go out to find a hotel to live in. It's that simple..." Long Wei spread his hands and said lightly.

He is a policeman, and he often cannot say what he thinks and is worried about. If he gives a reporter or asks for help and the person who asks for help becomes more and more angry the more he listens to it, then he will fail.

Long Wei's education was very effective. At least Li Xuan stayed for a while, gently wiped his tears, and his crying voice became low.

After a while, Long Wei slapped the mosquitoes flying around her. It seemed that she wanted to persuade her to go back and never take risks anymore. But just doing this, in Li Xuan's opinion, he was a cowardly expression. He immediately threw the cigarette butt on the ground, looked at him with a sad face, and said with a burning look:

"The surname of Long, don't think of fooling me. I met you today. There is another thing I have to finish talking to you, otherwise..." She said with a firm attitude, and looked at her chest again....

She just said that there was a secret camera of Bee No. 2 in that place. Now looking at that place is definitely a warning to Long Wei that he must perform better. He is now doing things under the camera and will be exposed to the whole world if he is accidentally.

"Believe it or not, if you are a man, I will definitely throw you into the haystack to feed the poisonous snake. This woman..." Long Wei thought with a grievance in his heart, and he should pretend to be a gentleman and said, "Tell me, what the police officers like most is to listen to the people complain..."

He said this rightly but Li Xuan didn't hear it at all and began to say emotionally:

"Do you know? I met a special family during the interview. Since the ancestors of this couple, they have been dealing with the older generation of Chinese aiding Africans. Their family often hangs the avatar of the founding president of this country and our five-star red flag. Their biggest dream is to send their children to China to work and study. When I met them, they were infected with the terrible miltiorrhiza..."

In this country where AIDS is rampant, the couple was admitted to the local infectious disease hospital after falling ill. When they saw Li Xuan in the infectious disease treatment area, they knelt down and begged her to send her daughter Dana to China.

Unable to resist their pleas before their death, Li Xuan was in control of the Hope School of the China-Africa Cooperation Project in Tianjin City, my country. He called the site and got the matter done directly.

In that city, many citizens did not understand the current China, and even had a considerable hostility. But when Li Xuan raised funds to send seven-year-old Dana to Yanjing by plane, a strange scene happened.

Li Xuan was editing the program in the middle of the night that day. When he saw Little Dana calling, he had a premonition that there would be a story, so he asked her to turn on the video.

In the video, Dana just came out of the hatch and walked in Terminal 3. Looking at the super luxurious facilities and countless service facilities, several service staff in the distance were smiling at her and providing warm services. She smiled innocently, covering her heart that was beating wildly, and shouted with excitement: "Mom, I will call you first, and then tell all the friends I know. Today is my happiest moment, because, because, I have arrived in heaven, and the heaven in my dream is not so beautiful, so spectacular."

Just imagine, a spacious and tall T3 terminal building, regardless of hardware facilities, software equipment or cultural environment, surpasses any shopping mall in the country where Dana is located, any building, including the Presidential Palace that she can often see but never enter.

After telling this story, Li Xuan's tears were still there, and his choked voice contained a hint of happiness, saying: "Long Wei, they like China and trust China. As a Chinese, do you think you have the responsibility to help them get out of difficulties and live a good life, and I..."

Speaking of this, she looked serious and looked at the Kartha refugee camp in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Their party is very weird and has a strong guard. It is very likely that they are plotting something. I suspect it is..."

"It is very likely to be aimed at the safety of the people of Liberisen. I have thought of this for a long time. Besides, if the Chinese Riot Defense Team fought with them, they would transfer hatred to our aid projects and personnel in Africa. Li Da reporter, you can record this paragraph. I will go with you..." Long Wei said with a serious expression.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and the people were in the palm villa.

Dozens of armed personnel were patrolling the lawn. They could tell from their relaxed expressions and walking in groups of three or three, and chatting that the commotion more than an hour ago had been lifted.

In the banquet hall, the waiters were serving various dishes and wine. They were very skillful in carrying the plates and walked very quickly, without any effect on the audience to enjoy the wonderful performances of the graceful beauties on the stage.

The light on the stage became ambiguous...there was a kind of tenderness that absolutely made every normal man feel easily stimulated hormones...hued, two beauties with devilish figures, sometimes wild dances, sometimes doing the most challenging...funny movements.

When a young black plum model showed her long legs and walked to the edge of the stage in a dance, she stretched out her long arms and shook her chest to Mr. Malin who was "overhead"..., then kissed her palm, made a hug and sleep at him, and said tenderly in English: "Sir, will your door be kept for me at midnight?"

"Haha, yes, yes, my bed will be empty too..." Marin pointed the wine glass at her chin, tilted her head to look at her legs, and yy replied.

He had just taken two sips of brandy, his lips had just left the wall of the cup. The black plum on the stage had a pair of fox-like eyes, which was fascinated by the human look at him, stretching out his hand with a desire. The waiter next to him naturally understood and came over to deliver the wine glass to her.

"You, yes, mine..." The girl raised her wine glass with one hand and danced a few times, then slowly placed it on her lips, saying with emotion.

Marind... is in full swing, interacting with the beauties on the stage, and they are constantly flirting with each other, causing the spectators next to them to keep cheering and whistling. At this moment, few people noticed that two big guys were discussing something in private.

Under the tall green plants to the west of the banquet hall, Tysonda and Sbadoff sat around a coffee table with a piece of paper full of words placed in the middle.

"Mr. Viper, this deal is big enough. As long as it is completed in the early stage, there will be these incomes." Tysonda gently raised three fingers.

Sbattenf leaned against him, and gently pressed one of his fingers with familiarity, and said strangely: "Two million? What you are making now is not money, but the situation, a blow to the government army's victory. What do you think?" Sbattenf called him by the names of two organizations, looked at the noisy scene in the distance, withdrew his gaze and said mysteriously:

"As long as this deal is finalized, I will convince this Dr. Marin that he is simply devilish in his work. Dozens of people in a military team are not as quick as he and his two assistants..."

The two of them continued to talk, sometimes with differences, and sometimes after another negotiation, both sides looked at each other with satisfaction.

"Sir, please..." A young waiter came over to them, gently put down two glasses of slow pine nuts, and greeted him politely.

"Get out of here, hurry up..." When Tysonda looked up at the waiter, his eyes reached his chest, and suddenly remembered what was on the table, and immediately turned over the paper.

When Tysonda turned to look at the waiter who didn't understand the rules, Sbattenf pressed his hand gently... on the back of his hand, and reminded him in a serious tone: "Forget it, do big things first, this matter must be kept confidential, otherwise the international community will pay close attention to it.

I'm afraid the Interpol will come soon."

They continued to bow their heads and talk in secret. Outside a warehouse behind the banquet hall, two mysterious figures also began to discuss.

The man was Long Wei. He held his hand on the gun handle around his waist, looked around and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Li Xuan, who looked outside, looked down at the miniature sneak shot, was wearing a neutral dress, his arms and legs wrapped in a fitted sweatshirt, and a fashionable top hat. He turned around and said alertly:

"The Maverick Elephant Organization colluded with the internationally notorious Crazy Snake Crime Group and is plotting several major events, involving the manufacturing, selling drugs, and cutting-edge weapons and equipment. Even the underground arms ghost king has been invited. It is the guy wearing overalls. Many countries offer rewards of hundreds of thousands of dollars to catch him. Unexpectedly, Unexpectedly..."

Just now, Long Wei put on makeup and became a waiter. In just a moment, he had secretly photographed the agreement they had initially drafted, which contained a cooperation agreement for more than a dozen drugs such as Milk Tea Princess, Lemon Black Tea, No. 0. Wild Midnight, Saint Salt and other cooperation agreements.

Most of the names of these drugs, Long Wei, a well-informed policeman, have never heard of them. Li Xuan used his mobile phone to search the Internet quickly. Although the search was similar products, when the Slavic message of the name Milk Tea Princess came out, she almost screamed in surprise: "It's so terrible, really, can't it?"
Chapter completed!