"You big money addict!"

Li Moyang said disdainfully, now that we have land and the high priest is involved, it's time to return home.

Wang Huaishi said angrily: "Is this how you treat me? Forget it, I thought you would be interested, so I'm talking too much."

Li Moyang opened the car door and prepared to get in the car and set off.

Wang Huaishi followed closely: "Leave the car to me. This is my car!"

"Eh? You still want to stay here?" Li Moyang asked in surprise.

"Why should I leave? I am now a guest of His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tutu Tribe. I cannot leave. According to my analysis, the time for the Tutu Tribe to unify the Yatu Kingdom is just around the corner. It is a great opportunity for me to make a fortune in arms. How can I

I won’t go either.”

"You are a big money fan. That's right. You want money rather than your life! Let's leave the car to you and let's walk back to Tunisia?"

Wang Huaishi said proudly: "Look, I think you are impatient. Leave the car for me and I will send you a helicopter."

"Helicopter? Where is the helicopter?"

Li Moyang suddenly became energetic. It would be much faster if he had a helicopter.

"Everyone, follow me." Wang Huaishi greeted, and everyone got out of the car and followed Wang Huaishi to the back of the town government building. They turned around the building and passed through several villas behind the building. A lawn appeared in front of them.

Suddenly parked was a Super Hornet.

Ferro was so pleasantly surprised that he circled around the Super Hornet several times, opened the hatch and dove in. After a while, he stuck his head out and shouted excitedly: "It's well maintained and can fly."

Li Moyang asked Wang Huaishi strangely: "How did you know there was a helicopter here?"

"Ahem, I've been to Duobang Town many times. This is the special plane of the leader of the Wattu clan. However, it seems that the French pilot died somewhere, so the clan leader had no choice but to escape in a car and was beaten to death by you."

"Not bad, not bad! It seems that the Wattu people are still very rich!"

Li Moyang's confidence increased greatly. This country seemed to have some wealth and could afford helicopters and foreign pilots.

If Marian unified the country, then Wang Huaishi's arms plan would be half completed.

Lidya, Zhang Bo and Little Heihai all boarded the helicopter. Ferro sat in the cockpit and worked for a while before the Super Hornet rotor began to spin slowly.

"Goodbye, brother, don't forget my investment." Li Moyang left his communication information and shook hands with Wang Huaishi to say goodbye.

"Don't worry, ideology will not determine my way of thinking. The only connection between you and me is money. Otherwise, haha, let him go to hell."

Wang Huaishi waved goodbye, and the Super Hornet stirred up a gust of wind, slowly rose into the sky, and flew away into the distance.

There was a lot of noise in the cabin. Li Moyang wanted to exchange a few words with Zhang Bo, but Zhang Bo pointed to his ears and said that he couldn't hear what Li Moyang said.

Li Moyang could only close his eyes and rest his mind. The little black child stared with big eyes, very frightened, and snuggled into Lidya's arms.

Lidya hugged this cute little black child tightly and looked at Li Moyang with eyes full of curiosity.

Lydia suddenly realized that she had fallen in love with this calm Chinese man. This magical Chinese man was brave, kind, and had unique skills. He was truly a magical oriental man.

Although the two of them didn't talk or communicate much that day and night, on the streets of Duobang Town, Li Moyang angrily accused Marian. The anger and faint sadness he burst out at that moment deeply attracted Lidya.

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Li Moyang didn't think so much about it. Li Moyang had seen many big horses like Lidya and had no interest in them at all. What he liked most were petite women like Huaxia.

He was currently thinking about one thing in his mind: who had set up a trap to put himself and Zhang Bo to death.

Wang Huaishi can rule out that he is a speculator who uses his identity as an agent to make some extra money in Africa.

The Japanese people were the most suspect, and there was no doubt that the person who shot down the plane was also a Japanese person. However, no clues were found in that tribal village.

The other biggest suspicion came from within China. Thinking of this, Li Moyang couldn't help but feel chilled.

Who is so deliberately planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife and is so ruthless?

If I find out, he will be cut into pieces and his body will be cut into thousands of pieces, Li Moyang thought viciously in his heart.

The Super Hornet flew for two hours and finally landed at an airport. When they opened the cabin door, Li Moyang and Zhang Bo looked outside and were shocked.

A row of luxury off-road vehicles were parked neatly on one side of the tarmac. Beside each vehicle stood two big men in black, wearing black suits, white shirts, black leather shoes, large sunglasses covering half of their faces, and air earphones.

Next to the ear, everyone holds an Uzi.

Holy shit, what kind of rhythm is this, The Matrix, or Mafia greeting The Godfather.

Don't tell me, Li Moyang really guessed it.

Ferro got off the helicopter, made a polite gesture of greeting and said: "Benefactor, please get in the car. You are the most noble guest of the Vito family. I want to thank you very much tonight."

Lidya carried the black child and Zhang Bo into a Range Rover.

Range Rover, traditional British luxury flaunts the noble blood of Land Rover. No wonder the British royal family and Pope Paul choose it as their royal horse, which also makes the noble Range Rover a strong player among LSUVs.

But this was not Ferro's car. He led Li Moyang to an extremely huge off-road vehicle. Its exaggerated body size was no less than that of a light truck.

Lincoln Navigator!

The abundance of materials also makes the interior of the Navigator extremely luxurious, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a palace.

The two sat in the back seat, and Li Moyang began to guess the identity of Vito Ferro.

The convoy set off. There were five Land Rovers in the front, a Lincoln Navigator in the middle, and five Land Rovers behind. The black body of the car was shining dazzlingly in the sun. The speed of the vehicle was controlled at 120 miles. The formation remained neat and orderly. The entire convoy was transparent.

Showing his domineering attitude, the vehicles on the highway gave way one after another.

Ferro took out a bottle of Lafite from the small wine cabinet on the side and poured two glasses.

"Cheers, congratulations on our escape!"

The two clinked their glasses and drank it all.

Li Moyang glanced at the road sign outside the car. Mahdia, oh, I have arrived in Tunisia.

The convoy drove quickly to the seaside. A straight road led to a small island in the sea. A group of white buildings looked luxurious under the blue sky and white clouds. People on the road in twos and threes were clearly armed men with live ammunition, watching the surroundings and the sea warily.

The motorcade stopped in front of a villa, and the bodyguards rushed out of the Land Rover and stood on alert.

Ferro led the way, leading Li Moyang and Zhang Bo all the way to the villa hall. The little black boy stared around in fear with his eyes wide open.

Lidia called the housekeeper and led Li Moyang and the three of them to take a shower and change clothes. Ferro said a few words to the housekeeper and went upstairs to do some personal hygiene.

The three of them, Li Moyang, were led to a luxurious bath. The atmosphere of the Greek palace was overwhelming. Several black servants helped the three of Li Moyang take a bath. It felt good to be served by someone.

The wound on Zhang Bo's shoulder should not be exposed to water. The wound on Li Moyang's back was slowly recovering. The servants also considered it carefully. Two white doctors came in and treated the wounds of the two of them carefully and professionally. They were full of professionalism.

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After taking a shower, the black servants came in carrying shirts, suits, leather shoes and belts. Under their service, Li Moyang got dressed. The full Armani outfit was very decent, and his whole temperament changed.

Zhang Bo also looked at himself in the mirror in surprise. The purely handmade Armani made him look different. He was worthy of the world's top clothing, fit and elegant, low-key and luxurious.

The little black boy was dressed in a fitted knight's uniform, with white socks that reached his knees, and shiny leather shoes. He still had the look of a slum kid, and he was clearly a tribal prince.

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. This is true.

The servants asked what to do with the old clothes. Li Moyang replied casually: "Throw them all away. Oh, where are my personal belongings?"

The servant smiled and handed over a small exquisite suitcase: "This is your personal belongings. Please check it."

Li Moyang checked it out and found that all the items were there, including the most important mining report, as well as the private land certificate signed by Marian, which was kept in his wallet.

Dressed neatly, the three of them were led to the restaurant. The entire restaurant was extremely spacious, and the decoration style revealed a strong Mediterranean charm. The tablecloth on the long dining table was white, and the silverware was lined up, showing luxury.

Ferro had already sat down at the end of the table, which was the master's seat. The servants pulled out the dining chairs, and Li Moyang and Zhang Bo sat on Ferro's left hand side.

Ferro looked at Li Moyang in surprise. This guy had changed his attire and had a new look. He was like an out-and-out gentleman. He showed no signs of stage fright in his movements, and he also knew the rules at the table very thoroughly, giving off an aristocratic aura.

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Servants were coming and going, and soon the table was filled with all kinds of dishes, all served in silverware. They looked delicious. Li Moyang and the other three were already very hungry. How could they not eat with such delicious food?

Woolen cloth.

"Let's go!" Ferro was also very hungry. He grabbed a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. It was medium rare, and there was a faint drop of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Li Moyang and Zhang Bo looked at each other and were speechless. Originally, they wanted to pretend to be gentlemen and were still thinking about how to use the knife and fork. Well, they didn't care at all, so let's stop pretending to be gentlemen and start eating.

The little black kid on the side had already reached into the plate, took the smoked meat and toast and started to devour it.

Li Moyang took two bites and heard the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes walking at the top of the stairs. He looked up and was shocked on the spot.

Lidya held up her blond hair high and coiled it on her head. She wore a white gauze slanted across her shoulders and draped it over her body. Around her waist was a white fine sand rope belt, which perfectly interpreted her breasts, slim waist and hips.

Circulation, revealing nobility!

Goddess Athena!

Li Moyang only thought of this word, and there was no other word that could describe Lidya.

Lidia came to the dining table, bent her knees slightly and smiled: "Sorry, I'm late."

Ferro stuffed his mouth with food and said hesitantly: "Why are you wearing such a set of clothes today? This is not your style?"

Lidia glared at Ferro slightly angrily: "I want to try a classical style, can't I?"
Chapter completed!