Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

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Boris, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to have noticed Vladimir's shudder, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, did you see something that made your hair stand on end?"

Vladimir did not deny it: "That's right, I saw that Rabosay was actually a murderer. Have you ever dealt with him, Boris?"

Boris has dealt with Labosay, and he has also witnessed the brutal behavior of Labosay's soldiers. It is conceivable that his soldiers are called "devils", and he is naturally the king of ghosts. up.

"I have dealt with it, but I don't think it is as exaggerated as shown in the information, but it is true that it gives people a cold feeling." Boris smiled lightly, with a relaxed expression on his face.

The information was collected by Andre, but he has never been to the Philippines. More information is provided by the Internet or people around the big boss. He remembers that at least several people have mentioned Labo Sai to him. brutality, these guys don't lie.

After listening to Boris' words, Vladimir was going to express doubts about these materials, but when he looked at Andre from the corner of his eye, he temporarily dispelled his doubts.

Boris is also a person with a certain amount of power. Naturally, even if Rabosai is a murderous devil, he will not do it in front of Boris; but Boris' bodyguards are very likely to have witnessed these brutal processes.

However, during this trip to the Philippines, it seems that they still have to be wary of Labo Sai. If it is really what the information says, then they still have to be careful.

"Master, this time our task is not light." After Boris saw Andre took away the materials, he began to try to talk to Vladimir.

Vladimir took a sip of coffee, "What did my father tell you? Boris."

"Actually, the boss is still worried that you are young and impulsive, so he asked me to remind you as often as possible."

After hearing what Boris said, Vladimir felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Why did his father train him as the future heir of the family, but he often had some scruples when it came to critical moments.

"I prefer to be hot-blooded and impulsive. You should remind me more, haha..." After saying this, Vladimir looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

When Boris saw that he didn't seem to want to continue the chat, he had no choice but to give up.

The country of Nyar does not fall on the same longitude line as the sun, so there is not much time difference between the two countries. After five hours of flying in the air, the Bombardier plane landed at a place controlled by the rebels. Airport.

While the plane was taxiing slowly, Vladimir couldn't help looking out the window, and saw several old planes parked on the apron not far away, Migo series fighter jets and Antenov's small Transport aircraft.

There are several armored vehicles and anti-aircraft guns next to the apron, which seem to be used to defend the airport from attack.

Such equipment is undoubtedly shabby and backward, but it is already considered good equipment in the Philippines.

Although Boris is in charge of this negotiation, he, Vladimir, is the future heir of the Ivan family after all, so Boris did not dare to underestimate him, and took the initiative to give up the C position when he was about to leave the hatch.

After getting off the plane, a group of soldiers with dark skin and various camouflage patterns, but uniformly wearing green berets on their heads, was lining up, seeming to welcome their arrival.

The leader is a guy with a big belly. This guy is different from other black soldiers. He is wearing a green regular military uniform and a pair of sunglasses.

Behind this potbellied guy stood a young man in casual clothes, who seemed to be his son.

But Boris reminded in a low voice: "Master, that is General Bemla, the younger brother of General Rabosai, and behind him is Brigadier General Jabom, the fifth son of Rabosai."

Seeing the guests walking down the passenger elevator, Bemla walked towards them with heavy steps like a bulky elephant.

After some simple greetings, unexpectedly, Bemla waved his hand, causing his subordinates to bring several large boxes of ammunition.

Vladimir was a little dazed after watching this coquettish operation.

"This is etiquette, it is also trust, and it is the best way for us to save our lives when there is danger." Boris told him again.

In an instant, he understood that these ammunition were prepared for the bodyguards they brought.

The bodyguards also unceremoniously loaded these large boxes of ammunition into the car.

"Should I take a break first?" Bemla asked involuntarily, looking at the immature Vladimir.

"We've already rested. If it's convenient for the general, we can chat first."

Bemla smiled, and after making a gesture of invitation, the convoy drove straight to Labosay's palace.

The country of Nyar is poor, but the warlords are not poor at all, especially the villa of Rabosay, which is built like a fucking palace. If it weren’t for the remoteness of this ghost place, Vladimir felt that The guy will definitely build his villa like the center of the heads of those superpowers.

As soon as the convoy arrived at the gate of the palace, Vladimir heard a roar of cars coming from far and near before he could get out of the car.

As a rich second generation who owns a lot of luxury cars, Vladimir can be said to be quite familiar with the top-ranked luxury cars in the world. Hearing the crackling roar, he concluded that this car should be It's Aston Martin.

Sure enough, a green Aston Martin sports car soon stopped at the gate of the palace.

Soon, a bald man who looked younger than Jabom, about twenty years old, tall, dark-skinned, with a big gold necklace around his neck, came down from the cab.

"Bemla, are the guests here?" This guy looked at Vladimir and the others with disdainful eyes.

"Come on, General Russell. Vladimir, let me introduce you, my brother's son, General Russell, the successor of the future president." Even Bemla is also a general, but in front of his nephew he is Quite respectful, it can be seen that he is still a little jealous of his nephew.

Compared to Bemla's plain and indifferent attitude towards Jabom, it is obvious that he treats Russell with great respect.

Roselle took a look at Vladimir and snorted, "The president has something to do today, and I'm here as a plenipotentiary representative to meet with our supporters."

Roselle is a cunning guy, even more cunning than his father La Bosay, who used to call him a "partner" when dealing with Maxim and other collaborators, but now in In Roselle's mouth, it turned into a "supporter".

Changes in appellation also directly reflect changes in status.

Vladimir naturally saw through Russell's little thought, "Rosell, I hope our cooperation will be successful this time."

Roselle smiled slightly, the scar on his face distorted his facial features, coupled with his rough image, the whole person looked like a monster.

The smile on Roselle's face was short-lived. When his smile disappeared, he instantly revealed a ferocious expression. At the same time, he quickly pulled out his pistol and pointed it directly at Vladimir's head, "Hey , man, what the hell did you just say?"