From arms dealer to king of war

The woman's reaction was beyond Qiao Jia's expectations. He thought that this method would make the other party feel ashamed, but he didn't expect that the woman would take off all her clothes without leaving any underwear. She was so naked. He stood in front of Qiao Jia without any hesitation.

Feeling that Qiao Jia was slightly frightened, the lines on the woman's face softened a little and then she said in a very small voice: "I am a United Nations staff member, don't kill me."

Seeing the woman put on a delicate look, Qiao Jia shook his head and said: "Pick up the underwear and shake it vigorously..."

The woman squatted down in a very awkward posture, as if she was trying hard to cover up but ended up covering nothing.

After dawdling for a few seconds, she found that Qiao Jia seemed unmoved. She picked up the underwear and bra with her right hand and shook them vigorously. At the same time, she turned her wrist and showed both sides of the underwear to Qiao Jia.

"Put it on."

Seeing that the woman was very cooperative, Qiao Jia glanced around, picked up a roll of gray duct tape from the top of a cabinet, threw it to the woman, and said, "Seal your mouth."

The woman reluctantly tore off a piece of tape and said, "We can talk about who you are.

Don't hurt me. I can give you whatever you want. The consequences of kidnapping a United Nations official are very serious. "

As she spoke, the woman looked at Qiao Jia's unmoved look. Her eyes were tangled and she sealed her mouth with tape. The moment she took the initiative to stretch out her hands to indicate that Qiao Jia could tie her up, Qiao Jia pulled the trigger. …

There were two muffled sounds of "Puff", and the woman groaned in pain. She was shot in both shoulders and fell on the big bed in the room.

The subsonic bullet entered just below her collarbone, piercing the muscle tissue before striking her shoulder blade and lodged in her body.

This kind of pain is difficult for ordinary people to imagine. The woman with weak arms felt as if someone had stabbed her shoulder with a red-hot iron stick. She bounced on the bed a few times like a prawn, and buried her head between the pillows and let out a cry. An extremely painful nasal sound.

At this time, she also knew that she couldn't make too much noise, otherwise she would be dead.

Qiao Jia relaxed now. He inserted his pistol into the holster and searched the room. He was surprised to find more than ten kilograms of gold and about 400,000 U.S. dollars in a suitcase.

He put the gold into the universal tool box and packed the dollar bills in a backpack. Then he walked to the dead tall bodyguard, picked up the suitcase, opened it and took a look.

Inside was a stack of photocopied documents in Arabic, as well as several passports, stacks of U.S. dollars and a pistol.

Qiaojia's Arabic is fluent in both listening and speaking, but he only knows a few words.

After stuffing all the contents in the box into his backpack, Qiao Jia walked up to the woman at this time, turned the woman over who was in pain and had completely lost her strength, looked at her and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not good at fighting. Movie Agents like these are very powerful, so I have to be careful."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia took out a tube of seized morphine and said, "Just stay quiet and I will relieve your pain. Then you can honestly leave with me, okay?"

After hearing this, the woman wanted to break open Qiao Jia's brain to see what you were pretending to be?

Who says spies are all omnipotent masters? Most of us are civilians and have very few opportunities to shoot!

Seeing that the woman was about to faint from pain and nodded vigorously, Qiao Jia opened the simple syringe and injected morphine into her shoulder.

Seeing the woman let out a long, nasal moan like an orgasm a few seconds after the morphine was injected, Qiao Jia nodded slightly and said: "Follow me, don't make too much noise, I don't want to kill you, let's live in peace Are we getting along well?"

The woman looked at Qiao Jia as if she were a ghost, and finally nodded...

When Qiao Jia saw that the other party was so cooperative, he stood up with satisfaction and turned the room upside down. Then he packed up all the weapons and valuables on the corpses, hoping that this fake scene could buy some time.

Then he supported the woman whose legs were weak and quietly crossed the balcony and got into the SUV.

Qiao Jia was still worried, so he wrapped the woman's legs with duct tape and glued her eyes shut, making her lie in the back seat like a dead fish, and then took out two pieces A hemostatic bandage was applied to the woman's shoulder to prevent her from bleeding to death.

As a spy, she has never seen such a cautious guy in her life.

Even though I can't move my two arms, he still treats me like a savage beast. Is he still a human being?

Qiao Jia didn't know the woman's inner thoughts. He sat in the driver's seat, put on the radio earphones and whispered: "Brother, have you found that guy?"

Kaman was a little uncomfortable with Qiao Jia suddenly calling him 'brother'. He was silent for a few seconds and whispered in a hoarse voice: "He is here. There are four of them, all with guns. It is more difficult to capture him alive."

Qiao Jia has roughly figured out the whole story. To be honest, he doesn't hate the Siruk man much at this moment. As a vulnerable group in South SD, he is just struggling to survive.

But there is a saying that goes, ‘You have to be trustworthy when you go out to hang out.’ This guy will die when he betrays himself, because without the deterrence of gun dealers, there will be no way to continue the business.

"Then kill them. I'll pick you up on the side of the road. Move quickly~"

As soon as Qiao Jia finished speaking, he heard a low groan coming from the radio, and a sound like a whistle after his throat was cut open.

Knowing that Kaman had started to take action, Qiao Jia immediately drove the car onto the main road and stopped at the entrance of the Siruk leather goods store.

In just two minutes, Kaman pushed out the door like a ghost carrying a black plastic bag.

Seeing that Qiao Jia had changed a car, he was stunned for a moment, opened the door and got into the passenger seat, and said, "We don't want that car anymore? There are still a lot of things in it."

Qiao Jia looked at Kaman who was covered in blood. He slapped his mouth and said, "OK, let's go get the things. Those are your trophies."

Kaman watched Qiao Jia drive the car and said happily: "No, it is our common trophy."

As he spoke, Kaman took out a calfskin bag from his pocket and placed it on the front door, and said: "I got this from the Siruk man. It contains about 2 kilograms of gold sand.

You are the boss, and you take the lion's share of the loot, because you have killed more people than me. "

Qiao Jia parked the car next to the previous pickup truck, opened the trunk and motioned for Kaman to go down and do some work. Then he realized that he had indeed killed many people today, but Kaman's ferocity made him ignore his own record.

The feeling of hitting someone with a gun is completely different from killing someone with a knife!

Seeing Kaman throw the black plastic bag under the passenger seat, he looked at the busy Kaman and said, "What is that?"

Kaman carefully arranged the weapons in the trunk and said without raising his head: "It's the head of that bastard Siruk..."

Qiao Jia swallowed his saliva and said unhappily: "Shit, why did you bring this thing back?"

Kaman quickly packed the trunk and got back into the passenger seat. He picked up the plastic bag and opened it to reveal the human head inside and said, "How can I prove that I killed him if I don't bring it back?"

Qiao Jia licked his dry lips, nodded and said, "What you said makes so damn sense!"