This hotel was no longer safe. He had to leave immediately. Jiang Cheng didn't care about the four assassins' corpses. He changed his clothes and carried his luggage, ready to leave the hotel. He planned to find another place to stay tonight.
But just as he carried his things out of the guest room's door, he suddenly heard two sounds of bullets flying. Jiang Cheng subconsciously leaned his head back, and then he heard the sound of bullets hitting the wall not far away.
"Fuck, there are two more outside the door!"
This time, Jiang Cheng was careless. He didn't expect that there were not only four assassins, but six people. Two of them were hiding outside the door. Jiang Cheng was too careless. He was almost hit in the head. Fortunately, his reaction was very fast, and his head subconsciously leaned back.
Don't look at this small movement, but it shocked the two assassins. The two of them would never think that there was such an abnormal person in the world. He could dodge such fast flying bullets. How abnormal was his reaction speed?
The two assassins didn't dare to be careless. The task given by the minister hadn't been completed. Although four of their companions were dead, the two of them had to complete the task.
The two of them nervously gripped the guns in their hands and prepared to slowly make their way to the door of the guest room. However, just as the two of them were about to take another step forward, two black gun barrels suddenly appeared. After two pops, the two of them fell to the ground in the corridor.
After killing two more assassins, Jiang Cheng put away his gun. Looking at the corpses on the ground, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Really too weak! How can you be an assassin with this level? You are not even as good as the punks of our Zhongyi Hall! "
Before Jiang Cheng left, he didn't forget to ridicule the dead assassins. In his eyes, he felt that the six assassins were too weak, and their reaction speed was too slow. But he didn't know that in the eyes of the dead assassins, they thought that this guy was abnormal.
His movements were fast, and his reaction speed was sensitive, almost beyond the scope of human beings. They didn't know that Jiang Cheng's body was slowly changing without him noticing.
The Coral Hotel was no longer safe. Jiang Cheng didn't even check out of the hotel and drove away. This time, he didn't stay in a star-rated hotel. Instead, he found a very low-class hotel and spent a hundred dollars to get a large suite. He slept comfortably for the night.
For three whole days, Jiang Cheng did not step half a step out of the door of the suite. These days, he had been watching TV and watching the news. The Sudanese Arabic channel was playing the Sudanese national television station. Jiang Cheng could basically understand it. After staying in the Arab world for more than half a year, he could basically speak a lot of Arabic. His hearing was also completely fine.
On the morning of the fourth day, when Jiang Cheng turned on the TV again, he saw a news that could finally arouse his interest. "President Bagir has returned from his visit to the United States, bringing a lot of business contracts and military aid!"
When Jiang Cheng saw this news, his heart immediately turned cold. Although the title of this news was short, the amount of information hidden in it was very large.
First, there were a lot of contracts, which showed that the relationship between the two sides had begun to improve and was moving forward steadily. The United States intended to help this West African country.
Second, there was military aid. Sudan had been in civil strife. The 22-year civil war had caused the country's economy to be on the verge of collapse several times. A few years ago, the relationship between the government and South Sudan had eased, and the 22-year civil war had finally stopped.
Only then did the government have the energy to develop energy and stabilize the national defense. What did the Americans mean by giving military aid to Sudan? Were they planning to turn Sudan into their own underlings, or were they planning to let them fight terrorism?
No matter which way it was, it showed that the Americans were interested in Bagir.
There was no doubt about this. When Jiang Cheng saw this news, his heart turned cold. He understood that the death of the little king and the Great Sheikh had something to do with the Americans. The news said that the United States would cooperate with Sudan on a large scale, and one of them was to work together to develop the Alamein Islands.
If there were no problems with this, Jiang Cheng would never believe that Halu's death had anything to do with Bagir. But now, it was obvious that Bagir had personally killed Halu and the Great Sheikh for his own benefit.
Needless to say, the so-called contract was invalid. The sovereignty of the Alamein Islands returned to the hands of the Sudanese government again. Then, it would be used by the Americans to develop oil fields. At that time, a large amount of oil would be sent to the United States by the Americans on cruise ships, and finally hoarded under their land.
All his efforts were in vain. Something worth hundreds of billions of dollars was easily taken away. Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. Perhaps he should not have come to Africa in the first place.
Jiang Cheng's confidence was greatly affected. The intervention of the Americans was different from fighting with the ISIS organization. IS was a terrorist organization. No matter how you fought it, it would be morally justified. If you killed an IS person, the reporters would sing praises of your contribution.
On the other hand, if you killed an American, you would be met with crazy revenge. The people who signed the contract with Bagir were Haru and the Great Chieftain, while he was just a middleman. He had signed another contract with Haru.
But now that the two main figures in his contract were dead, who could he find to fulfill this contract? This was obviously impossible.
I am very angry about this. We Sudanese people have always had zero tolerance for terrorist organizations. For this reason, I have decided that the government will send 2,000 troops to the Alamein Islands to maintain order and fight against terrorist organizations. Due to the death of the King, there is no new heir to the throne of the XXX Kingdom. For this reason, our government has decided to take back the sovereignty of the Alamein Islands and bring it back into the territory of our Sudan! "
Until now …
Jiang Cheng finally saw the truth of the whole matter. The so-called terrorists were Bagir's executioner. At first, he did not know the resources on the Alamein Islands, so he generously gave up the sovereignty of the islands. However, he did not know where he got the news and knew the value of the islands, so he immediately started to do something behind the scenes. He killed Halu and the Great Sheikh, and then took back all the sovereignty. He also received a huge sum of rent.
There was not much conspiracy in the whole matter. It was all open schemes, but there was nothing you could do about it. Halu really did not have an heir to the throne. Without an heir, it meant that the country had died because of the death of the King.
This would probably be a new record. A country was officially declared dead less than half a month after its establishment. It was simply the most in human history.
Jiang Cheng packed his luggage and checked out of the room. He drove the rented Land Rover and set off south. He was ready to return to the harbor and return home with his brothers.
The intervention of the United States made things complicated. Everything was changing too fast. Jiang Cheng had no way to protest or appeal because his identity was a problem. How could a Chinese man interfere in the internal affairs of another country?
Moreover, he had done this with a different attitude. The whole thing was for profit. He could not stand, and the Americans were the same. However, they would soon gain a foothold politically and legally. There was almost no way to reverse this matter.
It would be meaningless to stay here any longer. It would be a waste of time. Jiang Cheng decided to return home first. It was almost New Year's Day. He did not want to waste time on this meaningless thing.
That night, Jiang Cheng returned to the harbor and met up with Zheng Xiaohu and Xiao Bai. As soon as they met, Jiang Cheng said to Captain Miller, "Miller, can you help me fly this plane to XXX?"
The place Jiang Cheng mentioned was very far from the harbor. It was impossible for a helicopter to fly that far unless he used George's transport plane.
"Boss, your word is an order, but you have to talk to George first and ask him to send a transport plane to pick you up. Otherwise, there is no way!"
"Okay, I'll solve this problem."
Jiang Cheng immediately called George and asked him to transport the expensive Mi-35 to Saudi Arabia. There was a secret underground military base there, which was now in the hands of his people.
The two hundred soldiers were still protecting the oil field as security guards. The Mi-35 was completely useless now, but he could not just leave it here. Therefore, Jiang Cheng decided to transport it to the Middle East. Maybe he could use it there in the future.
"No problem, Jiang. We are very good partners. How about this? You pay for the gas, and I will help you transport the plane to the destination!"
In this way, Jiang Cheng spent 500,000 US dollars in freight and finally reached an agreement with George. He sent the helicopter, which had not fired a single missile since he bought it for 25 million US dollars, onto the transport plane and transported it to the secret stronghold in the Middle East. During this period, Jiang Cheng reported the information he had obtained to Ning Huanyu.
During this period, Jiang Cheng reported the information he had gathered to Ning Huanyu. After listening to it, Ning Huanyu was silent for a long time. He said, "Things are settled. You don't have any bargaining chips in your hands. All the chips are in the hands of the Americans. We have no advantage. In this case, we might as well give up. But now that the international crude oil market continues to fall, I don't think the Americans have so much money to waste on that island. Let's put this matter aside for now. Don't work too hard. You'd better give yourself a break!"
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