The purple purple on Nike's face had disappeared, and a handsome face was as smooth as usual. The two people on the other side exchanged glances silently, with surprise: Why is the situation different from the one I found out? Shouldn't he be beaten miserably?
I can't tell at all the injuries!!
"Two, is there anything wrong with me?" Nike mocked faintly, causing the two people on the other side to come back from their imagination. He leaned leisurely on the back of the chair behind him, as arrogant as if he was
The king who ruled the world, "Don't you tell me about your purpose first?"
"We want to work with you." The middle-aged man spoke first, speaking a bit terrible and ugly in Chinese, with a very obvious bel canto.
"Cooperate?" Nike immediately changed to English "consider" and looked at the two people on the opposite side and relaxed a little. He maintained his usual arrogant attitude, his eyes flashed slightly, and the smile in his eyes flashed, "I, He De,
How can you please trouble your country's prince to work with me in person? By the way, what country are you here?"
His words, on the surface, were just to praise the other party, but in fact, they made the two people on the other side so angry that they were so angry that they could not remember the name of their country, which was too contemptuous of people!
"What?" Nike raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Suddenly it became inconvenient to disclose?"
This is Nike's way of speaking. At this time, he really had no malice, and he really forgot the name of an unknown small country like the other party... But in the other party's ears, it was obviously not that simple thing.
Now!
"You!" The middle-aged man wanted to stand up angrily, but was stopped by the young man next to him.
At this time, he seemed calm and calm-
"For the first time I met, I should introduce myself in person." The young man touched his beard and nodded at him from afar, "My name is Francis, this is my assistant Comoros, we
It comes from the mother country of Porchiqu, Russia, and is a major oil producer."
Porchiqu Russia's mother country?!
Nike silently recited these long names in his heart, frowned thoughtfully - no wonder he couldn't remember! Now that he said that even in five minutes, he still may not be able to remember... Such a small country
What can the prince do to him?
"We really want to come to cooperate with you." Francis looked sincere. He looked at Nike's lack of interest and simply threw down the bombshell proudly. "The last time the plane exploded was actually my move."
Nike raised his eyebrows: It turned out to be him! It was the person he had been looking for for a long time... nosy.
"I also ambushed people, but in the end I didn't kill him. Later I knew we had the same goal, and you knew him better than me, so we can cooperate!" He finished speaking his purpose in one breath and waited quietly.
Nike's answer.
For Nike, this is definitely a deal that only makes money and never loses! Francis thinks he will not refuse. So, his waiting posture becomes more and more proud, as if he has reached a covenant with Nike.
"What are you going to kill him?" Nike pursed his lips and asked Yun Danfengqing.
"I want oil in the seas where his island belongs."
Nike paused, and this time he was really interested: "Do you know the location of his island?"