Hei Chang rushed over from the headquarters, and of course he still brought Badr's knife. As soon as he entered the office, Hei Chang smiled and said: "Who do you want me to chop, head?"
Yes, what he said was who he asked to kill, not what he asked him to do. Obviously Heichang knew Canglong's thoughts very well and was going to kill him this time.
"Constrain it." Su Su said, "It's not good if you scare others."
It has to be said that after Heichang carried this knife, he no longer felt so honest and honest, but instead showed a fierce and domineering temperament.
Heichang didn't care about Su Su's persuasion. He just looked at Canglong, waiting for orders. Canglong thought for a while and said: "Follow me to meet the special envoy of the alliance army." [
At the same time, in the conference room, Simon and Feisam had been waiting for almost an hour. Simon was calm and composed, but Feisam was a little annoyed and complained from time to time. In fact, Simon did not want to take Feisam with him. Mu came over, but when Feisam learned that he was going to have a secret conversation with the prophet, he immediately followed him.
At some point, Simon hated Feisam. This arrogant and self-righteous guy would sooner or later pay a heavy price for his arrogance and self-righteousness, but Simon never thought that this day would come so quickly.
When Canglong and the other three walked in, Simon felt the oncoming murderous aura. Even though he had been leading troops in wars for so many years, he was still trembling with this murderous aura. However, at this time, Feisam... He lost no time in complaining: "Why are you here? Is this how you treat the special envoy of the alliance army?"
The three of them ignored him. Feisam was about to say something when he saw Hei Chang's hand behind his back, which seemed to be hiding something. This made Fei Sam look strange, especially when Hei Chang smiled at him. He couldn't help but swallow the next words.
After Canglong sat down, Susu and Heichang stood behind him, and then they said: "General Simon, first of all, I want to say sorry. I have been too busy these days, so the negotiations have been delayed."
Simon smiled and nodded: "Well, the prophet is busy as he should be. No matter how long he waits, it's okay. What's more, the hospitality he has given us these days is considered to be insignificant."
The atmosphere was harmonious and Simon spoke very appropriately, but at this moment, Feisam suddenly said: "General, our time is very precious. After all, we are also representatives of the Alliance Army. Even if the prophet is busy, he should take time out. Come out and receive us personally."
Feisam emphasized the word "in person" a little more, as if to say, you just didn't see us on purpose and left us alone.
Simon's heart thumped, and he was about to smooth things over, but he didn't expect Canglong to smile and say: "Indeed, I did something wrong. I should meet him in person, so I'll just say I'm sorry."
Although Canglong was smiling, Simon felt that there was murderous intention behind this smile, because he also saw the big black man standing behind Canglong moving his hand.
Why isn't Feisam here? He is also a representative of the Alliance Army. If something happens here, it will be difficult for him to explain when he goes back. So he pulled Feisam's clothes and said: "No. , the prophet is not wrong, your contribution to Iraq is far greater than our contribution, you gave..."
But before Simon could finish speaking, Feisam was dissatisfied: "General, are you not mistaken? He has made greater contributions than us? If we hadn't blocked the security forces and the US military in the middle, could Basra develop? Basra might
Is it what it is today? Moreover, it is not his fault that Basra is what it is today, mainly because it has the largest amount of oil in Iraq.”
"The contribution of the Alliance Army in the central region has indeed ensured the stable development of Basra. This contribution is indeed the greatest." Canglong still said in a gentle tone, "It is reasonable for him to say so."
Simon originally wanted to say something, but after hearing these words, he gave up completely. Feisam was looking for death, and he had no choice. He insisted on hitting the muzzle of the gun, but he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. At this time, Black
Chang Zai did not hold his hands behind his back, but showed his hands, holding the machete, his expression still as usual.
"What...what do you want to do?" Feisam was frightened. "I tell you, I am a special envoy of the Alliance Army. If you dare to be rough with me, be careful...be careful..."
"I forgot to introduce you." Seeing him like this, Canglong turned around and patted Heichang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "This is the commander of the Field Division of the Prophet Army, known as General Hei. Forgive me, he usually
I don’t have any hobbies, I just like to play with knives and have fun.”
Feisam breathed a sigh of relief. He really believed Cang Long's words and said directly: "Then why don't you ask him to put the knife away quickly?"
Simon wanted to slap him at that time, but he held back. He looked at the big black man with a smile on his face, because he had already become famous. At least he and the Iranian army had seen how powerful this big black man was.
Now that he saw it, he felt that he had not lost unfairly last time.
When ordinary people look at him, they may have a feeling that he is simple-minded and well-developed limbs, but Simon's intuition told him that this man is not only strong in body, but also not simple in heart.
Use the language to determine what he is thinking.[
Simon stood up and made a unique Islamic gesture to Heichang, which meant respect, but Heichang still smiled and made no movement at all.
Feisam had a strange look on his face. In his eyes, this big black man was indeed a typical example of a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs. He thought that such a person was not scary at all. He could be killed by just using some tricks, so he didn't understand.
Why does Simon make a gesture of respect?
"Tell him to put away the knife." Feisam repeated, "I don't care who he is or what his hobbies are. He holds a knife at the negotiation table. Does this mean he wants to threaten us?"
Simon said nothing and allowed Feisam to express himself freely. At this time, Canglong's face turned cold, but he was not so fussy with Feisam. Instead, he smiled and said to Simon: "The general's main purpose of coming to Basra this time is
What is it? I don’t like nonsense. If you make a request, it will be OK, and if it is not OK, it won’t be OK.”
Canglong said it simply and clearly. We are all old friends. Let's get straight to the point. There is no need to play all those laborious schemings.
Of course Simon could hear it, but Feisam felt that he was being ignored and said angrily: "I think there is no need to continue the negotiation. Holding a knife during the negotiation is a threat and a provocation. You have no sincerity at all. You
They don’t take us seriously at all.”
Seeing Feisam barking, Canglong looked calm, but Su couldn't help it anymore: "Grandson, we don't look down on you anymore, what are you going to do to us?"
Feisam almost vomited blood at this sentence: "What did you say? Don't forget, if we hadn't helped you block the security forces and the US military, you would have faced them directly, you ungrateful things, General Simon
, let’s go, let’s go, and when we go back, I will definitely convey your attitude to the leader, I will definitely do it.”
Feisam stood up and was about to leave, but Simon was sitting in an awkward position. It was obvious that he was not ready to leave.
"What's wrong with you, General Simon? Why don't you leave? Are you colluding with them?" Feisam's words became more and more unpleasant. "I knew you would be like this. The strange leader would send me to follow you. It turns out that you have been with them for a long time.
The Prophet Army has hooked up. Okay, if you don’t leave, I will. When I go back, I will tell the leader that I will remove you from your post. Just wait, just wait.”
With that said, Feisam walked towards the door angrily, and at this moment, Heichang strode after him. Just when he was about to step out, he grabbed the collar behind him and lifted him up.
Then he threw it back into the conference room. Hei Chang said: "Head, chop him off?"
Simon hurriedly said: "Prophet, can you give me some face? After all, he is also a negotiator. If you do anything to him, I will not be able to explain it when I go back."
However, before Canglong could answer, Feisam recovered from the fall. He looked at Heichang with a surprised look on his face, then looked at Simon angrily and said coldly: "You traitor, I don't need you.
Please plead with me, but I still don’t believe it today, how dare they do anything to me.”
"Haha." Canglong still ignored him, looked at Simon and said, "It's not that I don't give you face, it's that he no longer wants face. If I heard correctly, he seemed to be asking me just now, if I dare to touch him, right?
"
Simon's expression changed, and he was about to explain something, but he didn't expect Canglong to say: "Old Hei, use your knife to tell him whether I dare or not."
Feisam's face turned pale, while Simon's face was filled with frustration.
When Heichang grabbed Feisam again and saw a knife, he was finally afraid. His previous toughness came from his belief that Basra would definitely compromise because the coalition helped them block the security forces and the US military, but now he found that he was wrong
, in Canglong's understatement, he found that he was just an ant, and life and death were just a matter of a prophet's word.
But he understood a little late. He asked Simon for help, but Simon shook his head, but there was nothing he could do. He was desperate, and Heichang was not as clean and tidy as he appeared. He took a knife, pressed Simon on the table, and put him on the table.
He chopped off his fingers one by one and threw them into the trash can one by one.
Blood dyed the negotiation table red, but the faces of several people did not change. Feisam fainted several times, but was woken up by Heichang. After waking up, the first thing he did was to beg Canglong, hoping to be released.
Although Cang Long's face didn't change, the table was covered with blood, but Jean drank tea calmly.
When Feisam understood that his begging for mercy was useless, he immediately cursed viciously, but Canglong seemed not to hear it, and Simon was not trying to persuade him. He was a person who had seen blood. The punishment in front of him was too much for him.
It was commonplace, but when he saw the indifferent expression on the prophet's face, he had a terrible feeling.
Although he was still very young, he showed a trembling cold determination that was not influenced by anyone. It seemed that he had followed him from Feisam to this place. In the eyes of this young prophet, he was already dead.
As Feisam's ten fingers were chopped off, his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss. At this time, Feisam was like a dying stray dog, looking at the Canglong with pleading eyes.[
At this time, Canglong put down the tea cup and looked at him. Feisam's eyes showed hope, but he didn't expect Canglong to say: "Cut it off."