Surprisingly, Sharif, a big black man, was not an American, but an Ethiopian. He belonged to an international mercenary group and had been providing services to Dunn.
The corridor of the cabin is very long. Miyashita Kita is led by Sharif. He walked around for nearly four or five minutes before entering a not-so-spacious hall.
This hall should be a restaurant with many metal tables and chairs, but at this time it is more like a slaughterhouse. On the ground, on the tables and chairs, and even on the walls, there are red blood everywhere. The beaches are covered with pieces, and it looks shocking.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and the stench. These two smells were wrapped in one piece and smelled...tsk...it was impressive
As soon as Miyashita Kita entered the cabin door, he was choked and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his face. At the same time, he saw a strong man in a camouflage uniform carrying an assault rifle carrying a body and throwing it into the right corner of the hall.
Contradicting this bloody picture, the hall was filled with unrestrained laughter. Looking in the direction of the laughter, you can see that in the direction facing the cabin door, more than a dozen naked strong men were split into two groups and playing around the two tables.
Looking through the gap between the crowd, you can see that there are clearly two naked women on the table being pressed there... What these guys are doing, you can figure it out with your heels.
Sharif ignored everything that was happening in the hall. He took Miyashigaki directly through the hall and entered another slightly smaller hall. Looking at the utensils and stoves placed in the hall, it was obvious that this should be the kitchen on the freighter.
There were three people guarding the kitchen, a burly Asian man, two blond white men, when Miyajiki Kita walked in, these three guys were gathering together to smoke. The kitchen was not very big, and there was a layer of light blue smoke floating above the roof.
Mr. Akamoto, please allow me to introduce you. Sharif took the Miyashita Kita into the kitchen and walked straight to a burly white man. He reached out to grab his collar and dragged him to the Miyashita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita
Miyashita Kita looked at the burly white man with tattoos on his sideburns and neck. The pattern on his sideburns was hexagram, and the neck should be an image of Virgin Mary, but only a small part was exposed.
It turned out that he was the "jacked dog" Popov. Guarduki looked at Popov with a smile, saying, "I have heard of it for a long time, but this is the first time I met."
Popov was also looking at Hachimiya Kita. This guy was very big and was 1.9 meters tall. When he looked at Hachimiya Kita, he almost looked down.
He stared at Miyashikiki for a few seconds, then a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and he casually said something to Sharif in Russian, probably not a good thing.
Sharif's face suddenly sank. He turned his head to look at Kita Miyashita and smiled: Popov is Ovickin's assistant. Thanks to his help, we can handle this smoothly. However, this guy, like most Russians, is not very polite, and needs more lessons.
He said this, with a warm smile on his face. At the same time, Miyashita Kita saw him pulling a dagger out of his waist and stab Popov in the thigh with a sharp knife.
The stab was very fierce, and the dagger, which was several inches long, penetrated into Popov's thigh
Popov yelled, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but was pinned by two guys holding cigarettes beside him, unable to move at all
Sharif turned around with a sneer and said something to the guy in Russian. Popov looked panic and looked at Miyashigata with blue eyes, showing a pleading expression on his face. At the same time, he said something quickly in Russian, probably an apology or something.
Kita Kita Miyashita is not in the mood to pay attention to such a Russian. He just wants to leave this damn ghost place quickly, so he frowned and said: Where is the Ovichkin? I am not interested in such a Popov.
Sharif nodded and said something to the pale Popov. The latter endured the pain, bent his injured leg, and rushed to a large silver iron door behind him. He tried hard to grab the handle on the door and opened the very thick iron door.
As the iron door opened, a cold air flow rushed out, making people want to shivering. It turned out that there was a cold storage inside the door, and in this cold storage with ice slags, there was a naked man with lush breasts.
The man was lying curly on the ground, with a layer of white frost attached to his body. The skin under the white frost showed a purple color. If it weren't for the white air that was still spraying out of his nostrils, it would have looked like he had frozen to death.
Popov limped into the cold storage, bent down and grabbed the guy's hair, and pulled it out. As a result, a strand of hair in his hand was pulled off by him, and he almost fell to the ground.
He murmured, bent down again, pulling the rope on the guy's body, and then dragging the other person out of the cold storage like a dead dog.
Mr. Akamoto, this is Mr. Ovichkin, the new Russian Empire's number one gang godfather, looking at the frozen man shivering on the ground, Sharif smiled, stretched his feet under the other's face, tiptoed, twisted his face upwards, and said, "You can confirm it."
Miyashita Kita looked at the frosty face, smiled coldly, and said: This is a piece of frozen meat, I can't tell whether he is Ovichkin or not.
Oh, this is easy to say, Sharif smiled, turned around and looked around, saw a spoon, walked over and got it into his hand, and then took a spoonful of hot water in the hot water faucet of the sink, returned to Ovechkin, and poured the steaming hot water on his face little by little
The white frost on Ovechkin's face was instantly melted by boiling boiling water, and the original blue-purple skin also changed color quickly, turning from the original blue-purple to the naked eye to turn red, and then quickly turned into a red color with black color
Ovechkin didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't even scream. His body was hunched over, his whole body was twitching violently, and his throat made a clatter like metal rubbing.
How about it, Mr. Akamoto, can you see clearly now? Sharif threw away the spoon in his hand and said with a smile
That's right, it was Mr. Ovichkin, who nodded and said expressionlessly
So, do you have anything else to say to him? Sharif smiled
I just want to see him die now, there is nothing to say, Miyashita Kita shook his head and said in an emotional tone
So, Mr. Akamoto, how do you want him to die? Sharif still had the smile on his face and asked, "You can tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you."
Miyashita Kita's eyes swept around the kitchen, and finally fell on the huge meat grinder in the corner. It was a large meat grinder used to crush a whole pork. It should be fine if the meat was stuffed into the warehouse.
Sharif looked over his gaze and naturally saw the large meat grinder. The black strong man's eyelids twitched, and he said with a smile: Mr. Akamoto is really... It seems that our Mr. Ovichkin really angers you.
Those who want me to die can never expect my pity anymore. Miyashita Kita touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed Sharif one, and lit another one himself, then said
As you wish, Sharif shrugged, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a muffled voice, giving a glancing to the two guys beside him
The meat grinder was quickly started. Amid the buzzing motor, Ovichkin, who was unable to move, was raised by two strong men, and lifted it straight towards the entrance of the meat grinder, and stuffed it in with his head down.
As the sound of kaku sounded, the blood mist of the big bunch spread in the kitchen. The two strong men could not hide, and were splashed with meat and plasma.
The pungent smell of blood filled the nostrils, and an unbearable vomiting filled the chest. Miyashita Kita swallowed his saliva and turned to walk out of the kitchen. He was afraid that he would be unable to help but vomit after staying inside for a long time.
Mr. Akamoto, Sharif followed him out of the kitchen, dragging the limping Popov in his hand. In the future, your business with Vladivostok can continue, and Popov will take over all the business of Ovichkin. Of course, the rules for how to do the future business are determined by you.
Miyashita Kita didn't speak, for him, the business in the Far East was not very important.
In addition, Mr. Dunn hopes that you will strengthen your contacts. Sharif made a gesture of invitation and led the palace north into the hall full of blood. He looked around and shouted at a black man who was smoking at a table, Suma, go and take the box.
The black man gestured an OK gesture and walked quickly to the corner on the right side of the hall, and brought a black box from there.
This is a military satellite phone. Sharif took the box, opened the lid, and said, "It is using the US military communication system. Mr. Dunn has applied to open 4 dedicated channels for you. The corresponding instructions for use are in the attached book. In the future, if you need to contact Mr. Dunn, you can use the two channels with the C-shaped characters. If you have any troubles that are inconvenient to solve by yourself, you can use the two channels with the S-shaped characters to contact me.
Covering the box, Sharif stepped forward and came to the north of the palace and laughed quietly: Mr. Dunn's friend is our friend. Our purpose is to solve all the troubles for customers who are willing to pay, and to meet all the requirements of customers. At the same time, protect the privacy of customers with their lives.
The corridor of the cabin is very long. Miyashita Kita is led by Sharif. He walked around for nearly four or five minutes before entering a not-so-spacious hall.
This hall should be a restaurant with many metal tables and chairs, but at this time it is more like a slaughterhouse. On the ground, on the tables and chairs, and even on the walls, there are red blood everywhere. The beaches are covered with pieces, and it looks shocking.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and the stench. These two smells were wrapped in one piece and smelled...tsk...it was impressive
As soon as Miyashita Kita entered the cabin door, he was choked and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his face. At the same time, he saw a strong man in a camouflage uniform carrying an assault rifle carrying a body and throwing it into the right corner of the hall.
Contradicting this bloody picture, the hall was filled with unrestrained laughter. Looking in the direction of the laughter, you can see that in the direction facing the cabin door, more than a dozen naked strong men were split into two groups and playing around the two tables.
Looking through the gap between the crowd, you can see that there are clearly two naked women on the table being pressed there... What these guys are doing, you can figure it out with your heels.
Sharif ignored everything that was happening in the hall. He took Miyashigaki directly through the hall and entered another slightly smaller hall. Looking at the utensils and stoves placed in the hall, it was obvious that this should be the kitchen on the freighter.
There were three people guarding the kitchen, a burly Asian man, two blond white men, when Miyajiki Kita walked in, these three guys were gathering together to smoke. The kitchen was not very big, and there was a layer of light blue smoke floating above the roof.
Mr. Akamoto, please allow me to introduce you. Sharif took the Miyashita Kita into the kitchen and walked straight to a burly white man. He reached out to grab his collar and dragged him to the Miyashita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita Kita
Miyashita Kita looked at the burly white man with tattoos on his sideburns and neck. The pattern on his sideburns was hexagram, and the neck should be an image of Virgin Mary, but only a small part was exposed.
It turned out that he was the "jacked dog" Popov. Guarduki looked at Popov with a smile, saying, "I have heard of it for a long time, but this is the first time I met."
Popov was also looking at Hachimiya Kita. This guy was very big and was 1.9 meters tall. When he looked at Hachimiya Kita, he almost looked down.
He stared at Miyashikiki for a few seconds, then a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and he casually said something to Sharif in Russian, probably not a good thing.
Sharif's face suddenly sank. He turned his head to look at Kita Miyashita and smiled: Popov is Ovickin's assistant. Thanks to his help, we can handle this smoothly. However, this guy, like most Russians, is not very polite, and needs more lessons.
He said this, with a warm smile on his face. At the same time, Miyashita Kita saw him pulling a dagger out of his waist and stab Popov in the thigh with a sharp knife.
The stab was very fierce, and the dagger, which was several inches long, penetrated into Popov's thigh
Popov yelled, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but was pinned by two guys holding cigarettes beside him, unable to move at all
Sharif turned around with a sneer and said something to the guy in Russian. Popov looked panic and looked at Miyashigata with blue eyes, showing a pleading expression on his face. At the same time, he said something quickly in Russian, probably an apology or something.
Kita Kita Miyashita is not in the mood to pay attention to such a Russian. He just wants to leave this damn ghost place quickly, so he frowned and said: Where is the Ovichkin? I am not interested in such a Popov.
Sharif nodded and said something to the pale Popov. The latter endured the pain, bent his injured leg, and rushed to a large silver iron door behind him. He tried hard to grab the handle on the door and opened the very thick iron door.
As the iron door opened, a cold air flow rushed out, making people want to shivering. It turned out that there was a cold storage inside the door, and in this cold storage with ice slags, there was a naked man with lush breasts.
The man was lying curly on the ground, with a layer of white frost attached to his body. The skin under the white frost showed a purple color. If it weren't for the white air that was still spraying out of his nostrils, it would have looked like he had frozen to death.
Popov limped into the cold storage, bent down and grabbed the guy's hair, and pulled it out. As a result, a strand of hair in his hand was pulled off by him, and he almost fell to the ground.
He murmured, bent down again, pulling the rope on the guy's body, and then dragging the other person out of the cold storage like a dead dog.
Mr. Akamoto, this is Mr. Ovichkin, the new Russian Empire's number one gang godfather, looking at the frozen man shivering on the ground, Sharif smiled, stretched his feet under the other's face, tiptoed, twisted his face upwards, and said, "You can confirm it."
Miyashita Kita looked at the frosty face, smiled coldly, and said: This is a piece of frozen meat, I can't tell whether he is Ovichkin or not.
Oh, this is easy to say, Sharif smiled, turned around and looked around, saw a spoon, walked over and got it into his hand, and then took a spoonful of hot water in the hot water faucet of the sink, returned to Ovechkin, and poured the steaming hot water on his face little by little
The white frost on Ovechkin's face was instantly melted by boiling boiling water, and the original blue-purple skin also changed color quickly, turning from the original blue-purple to the naked eye to turn red, and then quickly turned into a red color with black color
Ovechkin didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't even scream. His body was hunched over, his whole body was twitching violently, and his throat made a clatter like metal rubbing.
How about it, Mr. Akamoto, can you see clearly now? Sharif threw away the spoon in his hand and said with a smile
That's right, it was Mr. Ovichkin, who nodded and said expressionlessly
So, do you have anything else to say to him? Sharif smiled
I just want to see him die now, there is nothing to say, Miyashita Kita shook his head and said in an emotional tone
So, Mr. Akamoto, how do you want him to die? Sharif still had the smile on his face and asked, "You can tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you."
Miyashita Kita's eyes swept around the kitchen, and finally fell on the huge meat grinder in the corner. It was a large meat grinder used to crush a whole pork. It should be fine if the meat was stuffed into the warehouse.
Sharif looked over his gaze and naturally saw the large meat grinder. The black strong man's eyelids twitched, and he said with a smile: Mr. Akamoto is really... It seems that our Mr. Ovichkin really angers you.
Those who want me to die can never expect my pity anymore. Miyashita Kita touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed Sharif one, and lit another one himself, then said
As you wish, Sharif shrugged, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a muffled voice, giving a glancing to the two guys beside him
The meat grinder was quickly started. Amid the buzzing motor, Ovichkin, who was unable to move, was raised by two strong men, and lifted it straight towards the entrance of the meat grinder, and stuffed it in with his head down.
As the sound of kaku sounded, the blood mist of the big bunch spread in the kitchen. The two strong men could not hide, and were splashed with meat and plasma.
The pungent smell of blood filled the nostrils, and an unbearable vomiting filled the chest. Miyashita Kita swallowed his saliva and turned to walk out of the kitchen. He was afraid that he would be unable to help but vomit after staying inside for a long time.
Mr. Akamoto, Sharif followed him out of the kitchen, dragging the limping Popov in his hand. In the future, your business with Vladivostok can continue, and Popov will take over all the business of Ovichkin. Of course, the rules for how to do the future business are determined by you.
Miyashita Kita didn't speak, for him, the business in the Far East was not very important.
In addition, Mr. Dunn hopes that you will strengthen your contacts. Sharif made a gesture of invitation and led the palace north into the hall full of blood. He looked around and shouted at a black man who was smoking at a table, Suma, go and take the box.
The black man gestured an OK gesture and walked quickly to the corner on the right side of the hall, and brought a black box from there.
This is a military satellite phone. Sharif took the box, opened the lid, and said, "It is using the US military communication system. Mr. Dunn has applied to open 4 dedicated channels for you. The corresponding instructions for use are in the attached book. In the future, if you need to contact Mr. Dunn, you can use the two channels with the C-shaped characters. If you have any troubles that are inconvenient to solve by yourself, you can use the two channels with the S-shaped characters to contact me.
Covering the box, Sharif stepped forward and came to the north of the palace and laughed quietly: Mr. Dunn's friend is our friend. Our purpose is to solve all the troubles for customers who are willing to pay, and to meet all the requirements of customers. At the same time, protect the privacy of customers with their lives.
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