The architectural style of General Rabe's Mansion is quite strange. It is said that the castle is not a castle, and the palace is not a palace. It seems that multiple styles are integrated, with some of the four different flavors.

But it covers a large area. After dinner, Luo Chong and the others walked through the maze-like corridor under Major Mosha, and walked around for a few minutes before they arrived at the VIP guest room.

Along the way, Major Mosha looked cold and serious.

Luo Chong and Erbing's room were close together. When entering the room, Luo Chong turned around and said thank you to Mo Sha. Mo Sha's stiff face, which was like a black rock, changed a little, and obviously there was something to say.

"Mr. Lauz (Luchong's fake name), how much do you plan to buy from us?"

This sentence was asked after careful consideration, and perhaps it could also represent a confusion in the final stage of his heart.

"Previous inspection."

Luo Chong said calmly: "If there is no problem, I plan to buy all the tanks and helicopters."

I said this on purpose to further stimulate him: if young people do not take action, the weapons and equipment you want to use to conquer the world will fly away.

Mo Sha's eyes drooped, but a blood vessel on his forehead was beating slightly.

Blood vessel bursts are often caused by excessive physical training, but in Luo Chong's eyes, this is an impulsive and irritable force that is encouraging his heart and activates the bloodiness of a soldier in the blood vessels.

"Please rest."

Mo Sha's attitude was quite polite, but when he turned around and left, his eyes could tell Luo Chong a clear answer: he had made some decision.

When he walked away, Erbing approached Luo Chong and whispered: "He will form an obstacle. I don't feel wrong, right?"

Erbing's intuition is also quite keen. He has noticed that Mosha's mood is a little wrong and seems to be unwelcoming to us. If this is true, with his status, it may cause interference to this arms procurement.

"Your feeling is not wrong, but your judgment is not very accurate."

Luo Chong turned his head and smiled, "He is not an obstacle, but a fortune-giving boy in my eyes."

I added in my heart: Saving money for me is equivalent to sending money.

Erbing frowned slightly, but she still couldn't figure it out because she could never guess how evil a devil could be.

"Go to bed, but don't take off your clothes."

Luo Chong pushed open his door and hinted to her again.

This time, Erbing understood: something unusual will happen tonight...

After entering the room, Luo Chong did not rush to wash, but sat down in the small living room, picked up the crystal bottle containing red wine placed on the table, pulled out the stopper, and sent the bottle to his nose to smell it.

This wine is pretty good.

He poured two cups, one of which was sent to the Soul-Devouring Space for Diane, and asked her to drink a few sips with her and wait for the arrival of some people.

Maybe someone will come, it's just a guess.

Sure enough, someone knocked on the door a few minutes later. Luo Chong said in English and asked in, and a middle-aged woman with a not-very dark complexion walked in. Behind him were two black girls with very dark skin and small braids. In Moyuda, the country, he could be called the best beauty.

The two black pearls were obviously used to entertain Luo Chong.

Luo Chong had some impression of this middle-aged woman, as if she was the housekeeper of the Presidential Palace, but she must be one of General Rabe's most trusted subordinates.

"Mr. Lauz, this is a gift from the general, please accept it."

The middle-aged woman said softly.

"Thank you."

Luo Chong deliberately made a more unexpected expression, but shook his head and replied: "But I don't need such service. I can only say that General Rabe's kindness is appreciated."

"It's a friendship, are you sure you want to reject it?"

The middle-aged woman still maintained a gentle tone, but her eyes were filled with an aggressive feeling, which made Luo Chong guess in his heart: Perhaps she, like Mo Sha, had the idea of ​​betraying Rabe.

So Luo Chong replied with a smile: "I think General Rabe will not value friends without principles, and I have principles in many aspects."

"Damn principle"

The bubble jumped out and added.

The middle-aged woman lowered her head slightly and was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Please rest assured, they are very clean."

"I'm not worried about this."

Luo Chong waved his hand: "This time the target is those tanks and planes, all kinds of killing weapons. Women will only disturb my judgment."

When Luo Chong was speaking, the two black pearls standing at the door had different reactions. The one on the left looked at Luo Chong with affection, releasing her charm in the implicit way she thought; the one on the right was younger, with a simple look in her eyes and confusion. I guess she didn't have much thought in her mind.

Judging from their life magnetic field, the one on the left is at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and the one on the right is probably less than fifteen years old, but it looks more mature on the outside.

"Understood."

After a few seconds of silence, the middle-aged woman saluted lightly and then said, "Then I won't disturb your rest."

“Thank you again.”

Luo Chong returned to thank him.

They went out and closed the door. Luo Chong's feet did not move, but sat back into the chair, picked up the wine glass again, and said to Bubble in his heart: "This is not racism, but personally, I really don't like girls with such dark skin. I always feel that there are some areas on them that are not washed clean."

Bubble doesn’t care about the right or wrong of reason, but only likes to refute him: “No matter how white the skin is, some areas will never be washed clean.”

"Makes"

Luo Chong smiled and said, "So, women who are not pure will never touch them. Even if I have a devilish physique like me, you don't need to worry about getting sick."

"Oh, whatever you want."

Bubble sat cross-legged on the table, lowered his head and pretended to be disappointed: "I just hate your so-called principles, which always makes me feel quite failed."

Requesting candies through various methods is the most common thing for children. Luo Chong could not resist the doting of her in his heart, so he could only say: "Go and eat a soul, and then do his best to help me get the tank and plane, so that I can no longer hear any complaints."

Bubble smiled and immediately entered the spirit space.

The next step is to wait patiently, but Luo Chong was not 100% sure that Major Mosha would really take action tonight...

At around two o'clock in the evening, the first crisp gunshot pierced the night sky, followed by various chaotic sounds, making the people in the house feel that the outside world is completely in chaos.

Luo Chong, who was still sitting and was still passing the time through practice, did not need to open his eyes and knew what was happening. He said to General Rabe in his heart: It seems that God has not forgiven you.

Soon, Erbing pushed the door and walked over and sat next to Luo Chong. Her facial expression was quite calm because she knew that it was useless to say anything in this situation and she could only sit and wait for the result to arrive.

Not long after, a series of military boots stomped the ground in the corridor outside. It should be that no less than ten soldiers rushed over to close the corridor to prevent Luo Chong and the others from escaping.

But Major Mosha is still stabilizing the overall situation and cannot find time for a while.

Armed mutinies and the robbery of military power cannot be explained clearly in just a few words. There will inevitably be a lot of things waiting for him to do.

It was not until dawn that the outside became quieter, and there was another burst of footsteps in the corridor. Then, the door was pushed open, and Major Mosha appeared in front of him, followed by a group of soldiers carrying live ammunition.

He still had the same cold and serious expression, his face was no longer tired, and his eyes were filled with a flaming light.

The mutiny was successful and he was busy all night, but he was still in a nervous, exciting and extremely excited state of mind. Perhaps from today on, he will be General Mosha.

Luo Chong stood up, a gratitude smile appeared on his face, and said to him: "Congratulations, General Mosha."

Mosha's eyes contained a deterrent force that could tear apart life. He was more like a devil in the world than Luo Chong. After ten seconds of silence, he returned in a low voice: "I succeeded, and Mr. Luoz will receive news that disappoints you very much."

"It's okay, it's just business."

Luo Chong smiled and shook his head, and took two steps forward: "If this business cannot be completed, we will have other forms of business cooperation in the future. I believe that this is certain."

Mosha was unmoved and still said in a deep depression: "Last night, because of your words, I made the heaviest decision in my life, which made me very sad. Some people paid the price of blood... I think you should prove to us in some ways that you are a friend, not an enemy.

Obviously, this is saying: You can't buy arms, and now, what you should buy is your own life.

"I understand what the General means."

Luo Chong nodded calmly: "But this kind of thing cannot be decided in just a few words. At least, you must send a statement to the Bloodspit Organization in the form of an email so that I can express my friendship by paying money. Otherwise, I will not be able to provide proof to the Bloodspit Organization, where is the money used.

"Why should I do this?"

Mo Sha's eyes narrowed, and a fierce murderous intent emanated from: "I didn't invite you, I don't need to explain anything to anyone."

"If you want to get the money, you must have an explanation."

Luo Chong raised his voice and his momentum was also strong: "Otherwise, you won't get a penny."

Before he could speak, he said immediately: "Of course, General Mosha can kill us, but the consequence is that he will suffer endless revenge from the blood assassinator. We cannot lead troops to fight, but if we assassinate someone at any cost, even the US president will succeed."

"Are you threatening me?" Mo Sha took a step forward, but the soldiers behind him raised their guns and aimed at Luo Chong and the others together.

But Luo Chong knew that this was just a deterrent, and no matter what, they would not kill themselves so hasty. Once they fired, they would not get a dime.

"This is not a threat, but a very sensible reminder."

Luo Chong was not afraid at all. The smile on his face would be regarded as if he was ready to die in the eyes of the other party: "Whether you believe it or not, I am not afraid of your bullets, but I still want General Mosha to calm down and consider this matter with a rational attitude."
Chapter completed!