The picture in front of him made everyone unable to swallow a mouthful and turn their eyes to the arms dealer who points out the tribal position among them, and seems to be asking for something.

Before the arms dealer where the black tribe was located, after touching the eyes around, a stiff nod.

As for the black youth in the crowd, he had already been embarrassed.

Before, I saw my tribe from the picture, and I saw the familiar faces in the tribe, and then I looked at my tribe and became a sea of fire.

Even if he is stupid, he knows that all this is caused by these people.

After entering the tent, the black youth who had been uncluttered and rushed to Fan Yize, but his steps had not yet been stepped forward, and Lin Tian had appeared in front of him, and the iron-like fist thumped on his belly.

The stirring of the five internal organs, the black youth body bent like shrimp under severe pain, a face of cyan, has already been unable to say a word.

The Territory looked at the same black youth with contempt, waved his hand, and the two ghosts came over and pulled the black young man out directly, and a moment later a shot came.

Fan Yize in the seat, watching these arms dealers trembled instinctively under the gunfire, and then said, “The garbage should be cleaned up, don’t you think?”

Although these arms dealers do not know the identity of Fan Yize, but his methods, has already been heart pallid, after the words, immediately nodded.

Standing here, there is no arms dealer who is not afraid, after all, many of the weapons and equipment of the anti-government army are provided directly or indirectly.

On the international arms market, in addition to those arms dealers who eat on both sides, such unilateral arms support to one side will end very tragic if it falls into the hands of the other party.

From the actual point of view, they provide weapons and equipment for the anti-government forces, and the future military resources company is now scraping them alive, and no one will stand up for them.

"I know who you are, so I don't want to hear any lies next."Fan Yize looked deeply at the dozen arms dealers in front of him and said in the tone of order: "Now, those who serve state institutions, take a step forward."

These arms dealers and you and I quickly exchanged glances, and eventually twelve people stepped forward from the crowd.

Fan Yize glanced over the twelve and said, “I don’t want to embarrass you, but this time we sent to Mogadishu, because your weapons have caused us a lot of trouble, how much money are you willing to pay to redeem yourself?”

One of the twelve Asians immediately stood up and said, “I’m a member of the Japanese Mitsubishi Group, and I’m willing to pay a million dollars to redeem myself?”

Fan Yize heard a sneer in his mouth and said, "In your opinion, your life is worth a million dollars, but in my opinion, a million dollars is worth nothing."

Fan Yize's voice just fell, standing on the side of Lin Tian, instantly pulled out his pistol, to the Japanese Mitsubishi Group of people, the head is a shot.

The powerful pistol bullet easily penetrated the Japanese's head and lifted a large scalp and brain shell, and the brain and blood splashed.

It has not been said to kill, so that all the arms dealers, all the arms dealers, are scared to face white, several have trembling legs, and a black arms dealer standing on the edge of the Japanese, is directly scared to pee pants, you can see that his face is also splashed with Japanese brain.

Fan Yize, as if he did not see the dead, stared at the black man who had peeed his pants on the edge of the Japanese, and the meaning was already quite obvious.

At the mercy of fear, the black man hastened to say, "I, I am willing to pay two million dollars, not five million dollars to redeem myself."

Fan Yize said, "If that's the case, then everyone will be five million, but I'll only give you an hour."

Eleven people, a total of U.S. dollars, these people who stood up, no one dared to say a word, all nodded their heads.

"Remember, if you dare to sell arms again, the next time you meet us, your backstage hard, pay more ransom in the distance, can not save your lives, it is best not to mistake yourself."

Fan Yize's voice fell, and the ghosts in the tent pulled out the eleven frightened arms dealers.

There were only four arms dealers in the tent, among them, and an Asian face, Fan Yize naturally set his eyes on this guy.

“You are a North Korean, responsible for the sale of North Korean secret arms, and I regret that you can now make a phone call to your country, which is your last word.”

Hearing the words of Fan Yize, the North Korean brain was suddenly covered with sweat and he was trying to open his mouth, but Lin Tian did not give him any opportunity, and a ghost team member stepped forward and pulled out the Korean who had already asked for forgiveness.

For the North Koreans just dare not come forward, the reason is very simple, although these arms dealers are now the same, but after all, they are from different camps, in the arms sales, but also often in the sale of intelligence.

As long as these arms dealers get out alive from here, what happens here soon, the outside world will know.

North Korea is now severely sanctioned by all parties in various countries, and arms trafficking is strictly blocked, so this North Korean does not dare to identify himself, otherwise he does not need to do it, and he will be executed at home.

Therefore, Fan Yize also expressed his understanding that calling him back was also a chance for him to send back some information to the country, which was a kind of compensation for his death.

In a blink of an eye, there were three arms dealers in the room, two of whom were Arabs and one white and clean white young man.

To the three men, Fan Yize did not seem to continue the thought of the interrogation, but said to Lin Tian: "Take these three people down and hand them over to the forbidden guard."

Three arms dealers who were purely personal, and did not know what would happen next, one of them said, "Sir, I am willing to pay a ransom of five million dollars, please release me?"

Another Arab on the side also said hastily: "Sir, please believe that we are not deliberately hostile to your company, if five million is not enough, I am willing to pay six million, please let me go home."

However, Fan Yize seemed to hear nothing, and went straight out of the tent, and as for the three men, they were immediately banned from the guards.