It seems that Nakelulu has a lot of insights into the purpose of Xiao Yuanchao and others.

A group of orientals who suddenly emerged into the African arms market was confusing. It was easy to say when a few people were a few, maybe they were mercenaries who fought the world together, but dozens of them were abnormal.

And he is also dozens of extremely powerful warriors. If this is normal, he may not be able to say anything.

"African war? Can they change the war in Africa?" An arms dealer smiled, shook his head and smiled, "Ms. Nakolulu, as Lord William's secretary, you must be considering more profound than us. But those Eastern people's war in Africa are really..."

This sentence was approved by everyone, and they thought it was impossible. Because the situation of war cannot be changed by dozens of people at all. Only they can change war. They are not only arms merchants, but also war dealers!

In other words, war is in their hands. When they start dumping weapons into a certain area, it means that a large-scale war will take place in the area.

When they block the weapons in a certain area, the area will definitely be safe. Because war requires weapons, and without weapons, no rebel can confront the state machinery.

Simply put, every country has a magistrate. Anyone who can jump up to confront the government has the support of arms dealers behind it. Only with guns can wars start.

It can be said that as the East African round table, they only need to do one thing to make war in a certain area of ​​Africa: selling arms.

With the continuous influx of arms, society will become extremely unstable, and various shootings and bloodshed incidents occur frequently. The opposition party loudly calls on the ruling party to act inaction, arousing public anger, and thus launches a war to overthrow the current ruling party.

This is the terror of arms dealers. Controlling the flow of arms is equivalent to controlling the situation of war.

It’s just that the war situation needs to be coordinated and stable, not just how they want. Once too much flows into a certain area, it will inevitably lead to flooding, and flooding will lead to a chain reaction and spread to neighboring countries.

This is the same as doing business. You have to control the market. Monopoly also has a formula for maximizing interests of monopoly.

"Yes, yes, it's in your hands, and temporarily in your hands. What if they replace you?" Nakelulu said.

"Impossible, we have a source of goods, we..."

"They can also have a source of goods!" Nakelulu interrupted the arms dealer without hesitation, staring at the other party as if she was looking at an idiot: "Remington, Bae, Boeing, Precision, Lockheed Martin and other arms companies are thinking about how to sell their weapons to the greatest extent. They don't care what the world pattern is like. If you have a source of goods, then Orientals will also have a source of goods. As long as they can sell them, these companies are happy to hand over their products to their agents. Do you understand? A group of idiots!"

A strong mountain breeze blew, blowing Nakrulu's silver-white hair into a chaotic and fluttering like a witch. She cursed these guys without any mind, and scolded them with short-sighted eyes.

All arms companies are trying to sell their weapons, and world peace really has nothing to do with them. If they still think about peace, they will not be committed to researching various weapons.

If the United States and Russia start to fight, please rest assured. Whether it is the American arms companies or the Russian arms companies, they hope that the longer the battle, the better, and they will make a fortune by using their country's war.

This is the nature of an arms company. It looks the same as the nature of an arms dealer, but it has essential differences.

Manufacturers, agents, and manufacturers only consider the products produced to sell more, while agents consider more market competition, benign or vicious, and whether the protection model of the chamber of commerce is the most favorable.

The arms dealers were silent. Although Nakelulu scolded them fiercely, the other party was telling the truth and seeing more profoundly than them.

"Ms. Nakolulu, don't know what Lord William means?" an arms dealer asked.

"Be generous, don't be so stingy." Nakelulu came over and said with disgust: "The huge profits in the market are only temporary and cannot last. When huge profits come, it is when the storm comes. I don't want you to be gone when the next roundtable is held, and you will change to new faces. Stable trade is the greatest guarantee of your interests, and it also determines that no one can replace you now! Vampires, if you don't want to give up everything you have now, then hold on and completely defeat this Eastern force! I can guarantee that once they stand up, the situation in Africa will fall into absolute turmoil!"

When he said this, Nakelulu's eyes were filled with a sharp light. It was a light that understood everything, a wise light, and a far-sighted light.

"Ok, we will work hard to make them die."

"It's about our common interests, and we have to unite to do something."

"Yes, we have to do something. I'm used to calm and unaccustomed to the storm."

“…”

The arms dealers surrounding the round table expressed their willingness to do their best to destroy the newly emerging Oriental organization.

"Okay, now you all understand what's going on, so go back. Whenever you have anything to do, I will pass on his request for Lord William."

"Dingdeng..."

After saying that, Nakelulu turned around and walked towards the wooden house, leaving everyone with a back that would never appear at the base of their legs.

"For the common good." An arms dealer stared at the base of Nakolulu's thighs and squinted his eyes: "Although it sounds a bit scary, we must prepare for the future. Guys, maybe this is another sincere cooperation."

Twelve arms dealers left the round table and walked around the wooden house toward the forest. More than ten minutes later, small helicopters took off and flew in different directions.

In the wooden house, Nakolu stood behind a middle-aged man with the wildest and most beautiful muscle lines.

The middle-aged man was busy sitting in a dark corner with bare shirt. He cut a wooden branch with a hatchet, and was extremely fast.

"Shit..."

The wood chips were flying, and in a short time, a straight cluster of arrows appeared. He picked up the cluster of arrows, placed them in front of him and looked at them, looking for the level.

And as he moved, the muscle strips on his back were changing, just as wild and as beautiful.
Chapter completed!