Jiang Cheng did not expect that he would come up empty-handed. President Bagir actually visited the United States on a state visit. This instantly made Jiang Cheng feel that something was wrong. In the past, Bagir and the United States did not have many diplomatic relations at all. The two sides were almost in a state of silence. How could they suddenly have a state visit?
Jiang Cheng immediately captured the various possibilities reflected in this message.
The first was that the two sides came together because of a common interest. The United States needed a certain interest, and Sudan also needed a certain interest. Therefore, the two countries suddenly peed in the same pot and suddenly met each other.
The second was that one side needed the support or help of the other country, and this side was likely to be Sudan. As a result, Bagir lowered his status and paid a state visit to the United States.
The third was more terrifying. The United States might have learned of Jiang Cheng's real intentions through some channels. After understanding the general situation, they decided to use some invisible means to seize this area.
That was why the prime minister and the king were both killed in the explosion, and why the Salvation Army suddenly betrayed him.
However, there were still a lot of suspense in this matter. Why did the Salvation Army betray him? The Salvation Army was established by him. Although most of its members were selected from Kali's team, after following Jiang Cheng for so long, Jiang Cheng did not find anything wrong.
Could it be that they were all hiding so deeply that he could not detect them? Or were they Kali's people, waiting for this moment for him?
Jiang Cheng himself was confused. The whole thing was very confusing, and he could not deal with it at all.
"Excuse me, when will President Bagir come back? Can I talk to him?" Since he could not see the president in person, he could only try to see if he could make a phone call to him.
The receptionist shook his head politely. "I'm sorry, sir. His Excellency the President is really busy, and we don't have the right to let you talk to him. You're our partner. If there's any problem, you have to wait until the President returns. He'll be back in three days. Please don't worry too much!"
"Three days. Okay, I will wait here for another three days. I will come back after three days. I hope you can tell President Bagir that I have something very important to talk to him about!"
"Okay, I will!"
Jiang Cheng could only hope that Hu Lai would meet him after Bagir's state visit. At that time, he would need to talk to him openly. Of course, there were some things that could not be talked about, especially the underground oil. Otherwise, Bagir would not let it go.
Although the Alamein Islands were some distance away from Sudan, and they even had to cross a land country to see the islands, this did not affect their ownership of the Alamein Islands.
The islands had once belonged to a rich Sudanese man. He had spent a lot of money to buy the islands from the French. He planned to build the islands into a large international entertainment venue. He wanted to make the islands into the second Las Vegas and the second Macau.
However, things did not go as he wished. The rich man suddenly died of an illness when he was about to start construction. His son was not as capable as him. It did not take long for him to lose most of his father's property. Later, he owed a lot of money to the Sudanese bank.
His son had no choice but to mortgage the islands to the Sudanese government to repay the bank loan. In this way, the islands thousands of kilometers away from Sudan became Sudan's territory.
However, the Soviet government did not have the money to develop an island with only a few dozen broken houses. Their energy was spent on suppressing the reactionary elements in the country. How much GDP did the country have in a year? In total, it was not even as much as a city in China. How could the government have the money to develop?
Therefore, the island was abandoned. It was not until Jiang Cheng accidentally learned that there was oil buried under the island that all kinds of things happened.
Jiang Cheng drove to Khartoum and found a four-star hotel to stay in. The night in Khartoum, the capital of Sudan, was peaceful. The reactionaries did not make trouble everywhere in the capital. They only fought back and forth between the two sides in the southern region.
Because Jiang Cheng had entered the country illegally, his passport did not pass through the customs. Jiang Cheng had to pay four times the original price to stay in the hotel with his unstamped passport.
As soon as he checked in, on the other side of the city, in an office belonging to the national security department, a bearded man in his forties said to his subordinates in Arabic, "The target is staying in Room 1206 of the Coral Hotel. Remember, this operation is top secret. No leaks are allowed. If the mission fails, no one is allowed to speak. We must ensure the confidentiality of the mission!"
The six strong men saluted at the same time and replied, "Yes, sir!"
The Coral Hotel was one of the only four four-star hotels in Khartoum. The room fee for a night was 120 US dollars. Jiang Cheng paid 480 US dollars to stay here with his fake passport.
Jiang Cheng never used his real passport when he went out. His real identity was always kept secret. Every time he went out, he used some fake passports. However, these fake passports were real. They were a full set of documents made for him by the relevant department. They were the same as a normal Chinese passport, which could be found on the Internet. Even if he went to the domestic public security department to check, the passport would be real. Only the department that issued the passport to Jiang Cheng and some leaders knew that it was fake.
After dozens of hours of traveling and back and forth for tens of thousands of miles, even a man of iron like Jiang Cheng had to say that his body was unusually tired.
Zheng Xiaohu and the other three were left in the harbor to rest. He ran alone to Khartoum, which was thousands of miles away, in order to protect his interests and his archipelago.
Although he had obtained the archipelago from Bagir, Bagir had signed the contract himself. The president of a country couldn't go back on his word, could he?
After thinking for a long time, Jiang Cheng decided to wait for three days. He took a shower and prepared to go to bed.
It was still a cold winter in his hometown, but it was a hot summer here. He couldn't wear the clothes from China. If he continued to wear them, he would suffer from the heat.
Here, Jiang Cheng took out a pair of shorts and a short-sleeved shirt and put them on. He lay on the hospital bed in the hotel carelessly and turned on the air conditioner to enjoy the cold wind. He slowly fell asleep.
"Bada." Jiang Cheng's ears suddenly moved. He heard the sound coming from outside the door. It was the sound of someone unlocking the door.
Jiang Chengcai had just laid down for two hours. Although he had already entered a state of sleep, his vigilance was still very high. His ears had been paying close attention to the situation around him. Any sound that was not right would make him nervous.
Someone opened the door from outside. This was definitely not a good sign. He didn't order room service, which meant that the person who came to his room at night was definitely not a good person.
The person who came did not come with good intentions. Jiang Cheng immediately got up and reached under his pillow. There was a PPK he had prepared in advance, as well as a spare magazine. In a strange country and city, he had to maintain enough vigilance. Who knew what kind of enemies he would encounter one day.
The sound of the door opening came from time to time. There was a trace of light at the door. The door was slowly pushed open from the outside.
Jiang Cheng continued to stay in the quilt. The gun was loaded. His finger was on the trigger. He pricked up his ears and listened to the footsteps.
Four people came. Although the footsteps were very light, Jiang Cheng still heard them. Two seconds, one second. The footsteps were getting closer. Soon, they turned the corner and were about to enter his bedroom.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly lifted the quilt. He took the PPK that he had prepared earlier and shot crazily at the corner of the room. The four people who had just sneaked in fell directly into a pool of blood. They didn't even know what happened before they died.
After killing the four intruders, Jiang Chengman leisurely got up and walked in front of the four corpses. He looked at them and found that they were four typical black faces. He couldn't tell which country they were from.
Because Jiang Cheng couldn't distinguish the skin color of the people in this vast African continent, in his eyes, there was only one color, and that was – black!
But the things on them could give Jiang Cheng a lot of clues. But after Jiang Cheng searched, he didn't find any clues.
These four killers were using German-style firearms. They didn't wear anything that could identify them, and it was impossible for them to have any documents.
But from the calluses on the four hands, Jiang Cheng could tell that these four people must be people who held guns all year round. And looking at the muscles on their bodies, it was obvious that they had fighting skills.
This kind of person must be an assassin, but the question was, who sent these four assassins?
Jiang Cheng had too many enemies. ISIS, the Americans, and even some corrupt high-level people. They all saw him as a thorn in their side and wanted to get rid of him.
But he was like an unkillable cockroach. Those people couldn't do anything to him at all with just a few words. He would always turn misfortunes into blessings and meet a benefactor. As a result, he was still living well, and he was living better and better.
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