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Depressing his doubts, President Berliff quickly stepped forward to extend his warm hands and smile on his face. "Welcome welcome, your arrival will let..."

Maddick picked a thick eyebrow and stood there and was too lazy to carry it.

The latter's expression became extremely embarrassing, and standing in the same place was a little overwhelmed.

"Is President Berliff?"

At this moment, Maddix changed back to the cold face of his tactical officer. He looked down at the foreign president who was half the head of himself.

“I introduce myself, I am not the president of an investment institution.”

“There is no idea of ​​building any medical institution here.”

"Ah!" President Berliff and the medical department officials who were preparing to shake hands behind him, collectively caught in a petrochemical petition.

Their brains can't be turned around. When they consulted the company's information, the president's identity and the right number on the front. That company has been in existence for more than a decade, including the results obtained from government websites.

How did the president just meet up and turned his face?

At the crucial moment, several security guards standing around the hall responded quickly. After all, they ate this bowl of rice. When Madikes turned his face, they already noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.

When the president is in the same place, they rushed forward step by step, staring vigilantly, and the shape and eagle predation can usually be swooped at any time.

If it is not Madix's self-destructive identity, I am afraid that the next second they will be twisted by the security staff.

“Re-introduction.” Maddix didn’t care about the security guards in the hall. He walked two steps forward. “My name is Madix, a tactical commander of the Pentagon in real identity.” Officers."

While speaking, Maddike sat down in front of the sofa and sat down without any panic in his eyes, as if sitting on the sofa at home.

"President Berliff, I will give you five seconds to re-adjust my emotions."

"You...what do you want to do." President Berliff stood in the same place, pointing his finger at Madikes and repeating the English word for the Pentagon.

This English word is as heavy as a thousand.

Not to mention that Berliff is just a non-transitive president of a third world country.

Even developing countries, even smaller developed countries, cannot be indifferent to the word [Pentagon].

It is very simple to verify the identity of the tactical commander Madiks. President Beryl only sends a letter to the United States diplomatic network provided by the United Nations through official channels.

At the suggestion of the tactical commander Madiks, President Berliff quickly received a reply from the US side through diplomatic means.

"You..." After verification, President Berliff was full of inexplicable.

"My goal here is very simple." The tactical commander Madix slightly spread his hand and said with a blank expression: "A year and a half ago, the behemoth industry passed through your business and minerals department. Signed a mineral property transfer certificate?"

President Berlek nodded quickly and said that there was indeed an agreement.

The tactical commander Madikes habitually knocked on the table in front of him. "I want you to take back the mineral property transfer agreement and file a lawsuit with the international arbitration agency to go against the commercial hegemony of the behemoth industry."

"..."

President Berliff’s sober mind is once again caught in chaos and struggle.

The young president of Behemoth Industry, who visited Nigaya personally more than a year ago, also signed a mineral development transfer agreement with the minerals department for 99 years.

Regarding the various conditions of the behemoth industry, President Berliff certainly has a detailed understanding.

Now say to revoke this license agreement?

Where President Berliff dares to be the master, you must know that the behemoth industrial light is the net profit of the product for one year, which is more than ten times more than the total gdp of the country that Nigaya has worked hard for more than ten years.

"Sir..."

President Berliff explained in a panic: "At the time of the signing of the mining agreement, the behemoth industry had already paid the full cost of mining."

"And the location of the mining agreement is far away from the Anu Special Zone. It is not within my jurisdiction, it is the jurisdiction of General Mopu..."

"If I tear up the treaty now, I am afraid that the next day, General Mop will come to the door to discuss it."

President Berliff did not know why the chief was doing this, but he was very clear about what the consequences would be.

The behemoth industry has been rooted in the land of Nigaya for nearly two years. In the past two years, it has been enough to hear the story, and it is enough for President Berliff to have a one-sided understanding of the economic and technological level of the behemoth industry.

Where is this a company?

It is clearly an international technology behemoth that can be used to crush Nikaya under his feet.

If it is only a giant beast industry, it will be considered.

Then pick up the location of those minerals.

It was all about the sphere of influence of General Mopu, and now General Mopu is fully capable of overthrowing his president and doing it himself. President Berliff is ready to give up his position at any time, as long as General Mopu has his own idea of ​​being president.

Combining these two factors, if President Berliff dared to disregard the spirit of international contracts, he would tear up the mining agreement that was signed at the time, and he would not be allowed to be brought to the door by General Mopp the next day.

However, in the tactical commander Madiks, things are actually very simple.

Madiks raised his neck and shook his head as he flickered. "President Berliff, I am not talking to you."

"Not even asking for you."

"I just told you as a Pentagon officer."

"You have to tear up the cooperation with the behemoth industry and file a lawsuit with the arbitration institution."

"If you don't do this, the consequences will be very serious."

Just confirmed the identity of Madix through official channels, President Berliv quickly fell into the dilemma of the battle between heaven and man.

One side is the giant beast industry and General Mopu, and the other is an officer from the Pentagon. He couldn't figure out any disputes between the two, and he didn't want to find out. He just wanted to be quiet and be his own president.

"Long... sir, I really want to do what you want."

President Berliv was eager to turn around in the same place. "But if I did, my presidential status would probably not be guaranteed the next day."

"Oh." Maddick sneered.

The development of the matter As he expected, before the threat was not enough, the president could not dare to tear up the treaty and stand on the opposite side of the behemoth industry.

Fortunately, he had expected this before he came to Nicara and was well prepared.

No hesitation.

The tactical officer, Madiks, took his own phone out of his pocket.

This is a seemingly common Apple phone.

However, after Maddick took off a sleeve on the front of the phone, it became extraordinary.

President Berliff and several medical department officials behind him could clearly see the front end of the mobile phone with the case removed, revealing two pencil-like metal holes.

In a horrified and unbelievable look, Madix lifted the phone and pointed the two metal holes at the door of President Bellif.

"I will give you three seconds to consider."

"Brushing brush ~" is in the tactical officer Maddix, when the "mobile phone gun" that does not know how to avoid the security inspection is directed at the president, several security personnel in the lobby have already touched the waist from the same time. A pistol was shot and the brush was pointed at Madikes.

Maddix didn't even look at them.

His gaze is like a proud mountain, a king overlooking the earth.

"three."

"two."

"One."

With the end of the countdown, it was a cold and unbelievable shot.

After the gunshot...

The expression on President Berliff’s face was instantly fixed.

It is impossible for him to make such a dilemma in three seconds. Within three seconds, his thinking has been in chaos.

Unfortunately, he has no more time to consider.

Because of the eyebrows of President Berliff, there was a deep hollow. The next moment, he went straight back.

The next second, in the hall.

The screams and the gunshots immediately mixed.

However, it was not the tactical officer Madix and his team that fell down in the end, but the three security guards standing in the hall.

The two assistants around Madix were quick and deadly. They didn’t know when they had taken the mobile phone gun that had escaped the security check, and they used the briefcase to protect the head and the tactical master. The official body of Madikes launched a deadly attack on the three security personnel.

The only result before the three security guards fell to the ground was to leave a few futile warheads on the two assistants.

The suits they wear outside are obviously semi-rigid special materials that are more advanced than bulletproof vests.

"Now, I will repeat my opinion again."

"You, who is against?"

The tactical officer Maddick looked at the medical structure officials who were still standing in the hall with cold eyes.

The latter shivered.