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Chapter 1515 Groups of Bodyguards

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    Xu Jianjun was taken aback, looked at them carefully, and lowered his voice, "You, are you mercenaries?"

    "Absolutely. Let me tell you the truth, this group of militants kidnapped several people. We have to try to save them." Lin Rui said, taking out a stack of money and placing it on Xu Jianjun's stall. "It's not easy to make a living out there.  Take the money, you have to take it, don¡¯t refuse me. I only want the location of Kobwa and the place where he may hold the hostages!"

    Xu Jianjun looked around and saw that no one was around, pushed the banknotes back to Lin Rui, and whispered, "Listen, brother, I'm just a small person who makes a living, but Kobwa is a ruthless character, and I don't want to get into trouble. When the time comes,  If you die, I have to continue living."

    Lin Rui held down his hand and said, "Think clearly, those people who were kidnapped are also Chinese, and they are all migrant workers like you. Weren't you bragging about your patriotic enthusiasm just now? Now I  I¡¯m not asking you to work with us, I¡¯m just asking you to provide some information.¡±

    Xu Jianjun looked a little nervous and said, "I really don't know much about Kobwa. But I know someone who may know better."

    "Who is it?" Lin Rui looked at him and asked.

    "A local arms dealer, it is said that he has connections with Kobwa. However, this person is very powerful here, and his friends are all upper-class figures and local warlords. You guys can't afford to offend." Xu Jianjun whispered.  .

    "His name." Lin Rui said calmly.

    "He is from Burundi, his name is Marshalde, and he has been engaged in arms trading in the Democratic Republic of the Congo for some time. On the shores of Lake Albert on the border between Uganda and the Democratic Republic of the Congo, there is a place called Bhuka. There is a remote small fishing village there.  Marshalder's home base. Almost more than 60% of the warlords in these two countries buy arms from him. His guard has hundreds of people, almost a private army." Xu Jianjun whispered.

    "This person knows about Kobowa's situation?" Lin Rui frowned.

    "He goes to the camp in Kobowa every other month. He knows the place quite well." Xu Jianjun whispered, "I also interacted with him when I was hanging out with the original gang of black buddies. The rest I really  I no longer know."

    Lin Rui nodded and pushed the banknotes to him, "Stop doing business and find another place to avoid the limelight. After ten days and a month, everything will be fine."

    Then he stood up, turned to Jiang An and said, "Contact Cobain, I want information about this arms dealer. We have to go to Buhuka."

    Jiang An nodded, turned around and said, "Time is running out, we'd better leave now."

    After a few hours¡¯ drive, they arrived at the small fishing village on Lake Albert.  This lake is located on the border between Congo, Kinshasa and Uganda in eastern Central Africa. It is the northernmost lake in the East African Rift Valley.

    In 1864, the European Baker first arrived at the lake.  At that time, he was looking for the source of the Nile River, so he named it after Queen Victoria's husband.  In 1876, Italian military explorer Gacy sailed around the lake.  Stanley and Mohammad Emin Pasha built a castle on the shore of the lake.  After many years, things have changed. Only the ruins of the castle can be seen, and it has become a small local fishing village.

    When Lin Rui and others drove over, they were immediately stopped by a group of armed men.  "Who are you looking for?"

    "Heidao Military Company. I'm looking for your boss." Lin Rui nodded.

    In recent years, the Black Island Military Company has become famous in Africa, and the black man who heads it should have heard of it.  But he still asked cautiously, "What do you want to see him for?"

    "Business." Lin Rui said slowly, "Besides, if you point that broken fire stick at me again, I'll let you lie down in that smelly ditch." He got off the car and walked step by step.  In front of black people.  The tall black man finally put down his gun and asked someone to go in and notify the boss, Marshalder.

    Soon someone came out and said a few words to the black man.  The black man shook his head and said, "The boss doesn't want to see you. He has no interest in your business."

    "I'm sure he will meet us. The only difference is how he meets me, whether sitting or kneeling." Lin Rui stood motionless at the door.

    "What's wrong with you? Didn't you hear the boss say he doesn't want to see you?" The tall black man stepped forward, pointed his gun at Lin Rui and shouted, "Get out of here right now."

    Without even looking at him, Lin Rui reached out and unloaded the AK47 magazine from the black man's hand.  Then he took the magazine and gave a backhand blow, knocking the black man to the ground.  Before he could get up, he immediately kicked him and rolled him into the smelly ditch next to him.

    Before the other black man could raise his gun and fire, Lin Rui flew into his face with a magazine full of thirty bullets.  The black man dropped his hands and held his face, squatting on the ground in pain.  Lin Rui catches upWith one kick, he kicked the black bodyguard into a smelly puddle on the roadside.

    Looking at the man who just came out to inform, Lin Rui shrugged and said, "Tell Marshalder that either he will come out to welcome me in. Or I will go in and take him out. It's up to him to choose what he wants."

    The bodyguard looked at the people in the three cars behind Lin Rui and ran in without looking back.

    A few minutes later, a black man with gold teeth and a cigar in his mouth came out.  He stretched out his hand and said, "I'm sorry, my people are not reliable at work. So, what do you need?"

    Lin Rui did not shake hands with him, but just looked at him and said, "Are you Marshalder?"

    "Yes, exactly." Marshalder said with a smile, "No matter what you need here, you can come to me. As long as the price is right."

    "Yes, the price is right." Lin Rui took out a coin from his pocket and tossed it to Marshalder.  "I'll pay you a dollar for information about Cobwa."

    Marshalder frowned.  "This is not good. I am an arms dealer, that is true, but I am not an intelligence dealer. I can make money selling weapons, but I will never sell customer information. This is the bottom line of my profession."

    "If your life is gone, what kind of career bottom line do you need?" Lin Rui looked at him and said.

    Marshalder¡¯s expression suddenly changed, ¡°Are you threatening me?¡±

    "Yes, and it is a very direct threat to you." Lin Rui picked up the gun from the ground and looked at it. "You are an arms dealer, but you don't make weapons yourself, which means you are just a second-rate dealer. If you are  If you make the wrong choice in this matter, I will stop your business here. This is just the gentlest way, if it is more intense, I will kill you."

    Marshalder sneered, "Just a dozen of you?"

    "Fighting is not about fighting with fewer people than having more people. I know you have hundreds of people looking after your home, but even if a few more come, they can't change the outcome of you being shot in the head." Lin Rui smiled slightly.

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