Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1500: Unfavorable teacher
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When a big villain was about to get into trouble, Mutasim in the 93rd district of Paris had just hung up. The mysterious stranger provided him with the whereabouts of ‘Lin Sen’ returning to Paris from Lance tonight, requesting that he must obey the arrangements after kidnapping the person.
A few words of the stranger pinched Mutashim ’s aching foot and made him afraid to make it. He frowned for a few minutes and the atmosphere was quite serious. The men around him looked at each other, and all waited silently for his orders.
"To gather some people, don't need too much, five or six is enough. Take out the weapons we hide, we have to make a big one." Mutasim is still full of ambitions. As long as the goal is eliminated, there are 200 million yuan, and it is worthwhile to spend a life on this money.
Now there is no need to be afraid of someone providing information!
The Afro-American members who were surrounded by Mutasim were silently dispersed. Some of them were responsible for contact persons, some prepared vehicles, and some found various long and short firearms from a hidden place in the residence.
European arms smuggling is quite rampant. In Brussels, an AK-47 can be sold for hundreds of Euros in half an hour. Although most of them were produced in Yugoslavia in the 1980s, they are still quite easy to use.
Every year, the European police detected weapons and guns that could be equipped with an infantry division, and even more were found. The transportation in Europe is very convenient, and the security check is also in the form, which allows the weapons carried by individuals hidden in the gap between the fuel tank of the car and the cargo tank to be widely circulated.
Mutahim ’s weapons can be equipped with a platoon, and there are maintenance and operation of former armed personnel who stowed from the Middle East, which gives Paris ’s Albanian community a great deterrent.
The corresponding personnel was quickly summoned, and the atmosphere was very dull after learning the task. After all, more than a dozen people who died last night died of death. Everyone is afraid of coming again today. But under the call of God, no one was timid, and the warriors all said that they could devote themselves at any time.
A total of five people are really good players. Mutasim personally led the team and he decided to drive three cars. In order to keep the secret, everyone dispersed.
Pushing a short tube AK with a folded buttstock into a wide robe, Mutasim's generous leader walked out of his home. The child at the door nodded to him, indicating that there was no danger around him. But he was still watching the left and right, and slowly walked to the vehicle parked on the roadside.
Mutahim is behind other members of the operation, and everyone remains quiet, cold, and murderous. They know that they have a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, and it depends on their courage to establish God's heavenly kingdom.
Three cars, one after another. As boss, Mutasim watched his team members take the lead on the road and left the street. The calmness of the boys made him very satisfied, and he was ready to drive on the road.
Just when Mutasim just pulled the door open, he walked behind a few young men with their hands down, their heads down, and hoods on. Most of the people dressed in this way are small ruffians in the block, wandering around.
Mutahim snorted back, glaring demonstratively at the little ruffians. There are mixed dragons and snakes in the streets of Ninety-three provinces, and there is everyone, not just the site of Ae Muslim.
However, as the boss of the Asian descent, Mutaxim is very confident in his identity. He smiled with pride when he saw that the little ruffian had taken his threat and retreated.
Continuing to pull the car door and imagine the glorious life after the success of the action, Mutasim is full of ambition. But when he bowed his head to sit in the car, he felt a sudden pain in the back of the head. His eyes hit Venus with a hard object, and his body fell.
God, why are the street **** so bold now? I am Mutasim. I am the boss of the Afro-ethnic ethnic group. I am terrified and even afraid of myself. I was actually knocked on the street by someone. !
Mutahim tried to stand up again, wishing that he could immediately pull out the rifle under his robe and suddenly **** those **** little gangsters. But he was hit by the back of his head. This time, he could n’t even stand. He stumbled and heard someone watching, "Quickly, put pork in his mouth."
Mutahim fell to the ground, and two little ruffians surrounded him. One person used the phone to shoot, and one person found a piece of pork and stuffed it in his mouth. He struggled hard, trying to spit out the meat, but his mouth was stiffly opened, and a stick was stabbed.
Mutahim was choked with almost no breath, coughing and nausea continuously. But the little ruffians who fed him did not care so much, forcing him to swallow the meat to count.
Several Asians in the block reacted and shouted at the two violent little ruffians. The two little ruffians were also very scared, and after a hard feed, they left quickly. Mutasim was almost choked to death by choking raw meat, and he couldn't spit it out and could only swallow it.
Waiting for the siblings of the neighborhood to come over, I saw that the boss of the ethnic Albanian ethnic group was knocked with a baseball bat, and the brain bleeds, tears flow, and it is extremely embarrassing.
Mutahim barely propped up on his knees and fell to the ground. He kept vomiting and spit out the raw meat, and then screamed tragically: "Those **** little ruffians, do n’t let me catch them, otherwise I will give They went to see God. Now take me to the hospital, I want to have a stomach lavage, I want to have a stomach lavage immediately! "
The task of killing ‘Lin Sen’ was naturally defeated, and Mutasim was taken to the hospital by hand and carried to the hospital. The French medical system is still good, at least better than the United States. Seeing the injured boss, the medical staff quickly bandaged his wound and lavaged his stomach.
This is really going out without looking at the almanac, he was attacked as soon as he left the house. Mutasim could be mad at this. Due to a severe concussion in the back of the head, he could only rest quietly in a hospital bed, grieving like a dead dog.
When the night is quiet, the anesthetic effect in the back of the brain fades, and Mutasim wakes up with a wound. He moved on the bed, but he also awakened a caregiver leaning beside him.
The hospital in the middle of the night is quiet and there are few people around. Mutashim asked the caregiver: "Who is responsible for taking care of me?"
The caregiver is a forty-something Eastern European woman with a big waist and a round waist. He speaks sternly and sternly. She replied politely: "The people who sent you are gone, they are very busy now, so I hired me to take care of you."
Mutahim is unknown, so I secretly scolded: My boss was secretly calculated, and no one was staying by my side. What if the Chou family came to visit? What a fool!
Looking at Mutasim's endless humming, the sturdy carer was not afraid of him, but raised his phone and turned on the camera to shoot him. He immediately said angrily: "What do you shoot me? Delete it immediately. You violate my religious beliefs. I order you to delete it."
"Are you Muslim?" the nurse asked.
Mutahim showed a bit of arrogance, "I am the servant of God, I ask you to do what I say immediately, otherwise I will sue you for discrimination. My men will also pack you up when they come back."
This rhetoric has been unfavorable in the past, and no one wants to be stuck on such a stinky shit. Small costs can bring big benefits, this is the secret of the development of the Asian descent. But this time it was different ...
"I think your people can't come back for a while. And you ..." The thick carer silently drew a dried pork from his pocket, "Can you eat this thing? You just have to eat it every day I can earn 120 Euros after eating four times. Please cooperate, I will take good care of you. "
Mutahim stared in amazement, and felt that something was amiss.