To be honest, Buck is not good at talking about many political styles in this way. If he hadn't been tempered by his wife at home all day long, he would have been impatient. Now he almost took the initiative to remind the other party that his big weakness was held in the hands of this Wang Jun, and he could report himself to the CIA or NATO at any time. This is almost a promise of loyalty and he would never dare to make rash things. Just tell me what you have?

It's really hot to dry!

By the way, this is your land. It’s okay to just find some palaces and other air conditioners. You don’t have more than a thousand sports cars or dozens of private jets. You have to find such a place to put yourself in the sun and burn bio-oil.

Buck was a little regretful that he had worn a little too much today. He would have worn a T-shirt if he had known it.

So I felt a little uncomfortable with my face.

Wang Jun tapped his fingers on his knees a few times, and he slowly savored in his mouth: "Libya... are you familiar with that area?"

Buck shook his head: "I have never been there, and we are not on the way. Afghanistan and Iraq have had a short experience, but they are mainly in Eastern Europe. After all, they have been fighting hard openly and secretly over the years. Until Wugaland was completely disrupted, we lost our base camp, and so many families to support us, we moved to Southeast Asia." Buck felt that his nod and bowed expression must be like a traitor. Perhaps in the eyes of these heads of state, he was just a mercenary leader.

Wang Jun seemed to be reminded: "So, the tree is moved to death and the people are moved to life. You are doing a prosperous job in Southeast Asia?"

Buck tried to be more respectful: "I wish you good luck..." If Youth City was really done with this support, it would be really prosperous, and Buck would never want to make trouble anymore.

The bearded Wang Jun finally took off his sunglasses, sat down a little and placed his elbows on his knees, nodding as if he was thinking carefully: "There is a Mali next to Libya, do you know?"

Buck nodded: "I've heard of it, it's not very peaceful."

Wang Jun smiled: "There was a military coup there two years ago. Do you know the whole story?"

Buck just waved his rattle. Not to mention that he had returned to China two years ago, he would not care about Africa. Even if he was still in Wugeland, he would never understand the situation there.

Wang Jun seemed to have made up his mind: "Mali was once a French colony. Although it became independent, France still provided defense support for Mali. It has been OK for the past twenty or thirty years. But suddenly the army mutiny and thought the treatment was not good, and then it became chaotic. France sent troops to assist in controlling the situation, but the whole country has become chaotic and has not yet been stable."

Buck was surprised and didn't close his mouth. He actually asked him to come for this!

It was not that he was surprised by Mali, but that from the tone of Wang Jun’s description, Buck basically understood the other party’s mentality!

The peaceful and peaceful country in front of me is the same structurally as Mali, and they use the former sect leader as a shelter for international status. Mali, which is protected by France, looks good and becomes messy. This kind of empathy must be under pressure on the king, and maybe it is still under great pressure.

This tone is a bit of a discussion: "It is obvious that France failed to shelter Mali, it can only be said to protect itself and protect the French expatriates... Twenty or thirty years ago, a military power like France could directly help quell the riots, but now France does not seem to have such capabilities."

Buck was shocked again, this was a little deeper!

If France's current international military strength is declining, Britain's overall strength is declining even more!

And how far is Mali from France, just across Southern Europe and Gibraltar. Where is the UK here?

It's half a planet!

After World War II, the British Labor Division fought a war on the Pacific Islands with Argentina on an expedition, and it was already very difficult. From then on, it was basically downhill. If something broke out on this land, Britain... even if it wanted to do something, it would be powerless. Otherwise, would it be so easy to return Hong Kong to China?

Did you really rely on the little British mercenaries I saw today?

Can 900 mercenaries really ensure the safety of this country?

If you really believe this, your Majesty will not have established an army of 7,000 people and a policeman of 7,000 people!

That's more like a symbol, it was a symbol of the British placed in the Far East Asia and the symbol of his younger brother, but in the UK now, no one dared to touch his younger brother?

By the way, Britain itself is a younger brother to the United States, and is still being slapped all day long.

But Buck just wanted to ask what you were doing when you came to me. I didn’t expect that there was such a profound question. No wonder the other party asked me if I was concerned about the international situation, so I was a little hesitant: "Your Majesty... Shouldn’t you discuss things like this with the ministers or ministers? I am such a scattered man." Otherwise, it would be fine to say to your prince or prince. Buck felt that he must have watched Liu Shufen’s Qing Palace drama at home!

Wang Jun smiled and looked at Buck: "Yes, it's not a big deal to tell you, it's a big deal to tell others."

Ah...that's true!

Just like what Mou Tianbo talked to himself yesterday, as a leader, how can you make your subordinates loyal to you or eliminate the mentality of why you are the boss? This is a science. If you are worried as a leader, the subordinates will not doubt him?

Maybe the opposition emerged from the middle of these subordinates and saw that the boss was uneasy about the current situation, so wouldn’t he discover the boss’ weakness and rush to take advantage of the superiority?

Maybe it’s just Buck who has the right hand and is a completely outsider mercenary, so it can be said?

At this time, Buck felt that he should have watched two more episodes of Qing Palace dramas and learn to be a flattering eunuch corrupt official, otherwise he would not have to scratch his head now: "I am very willing to do something for you, if you have instructions."

Wang Jun pointed to the wall: "Sit down and talk..."

Buck was overjoyed and ran over to move a chair and placed it under the eaves. Finally, he didn't have to be sunburned like a salted fish!

Wang Jun kept watching his movements and laughed at Buck's natural chair with him: "You really don't take the rules seriously?"

Then Buck remembered that even the princess took a step back and sat next to her husband, but the shade under the eaves was just that little, so he moved the chair outside: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've never received much etiquette." In fact, I didn't move out much, at most I could let my calves be sunburned.

The bearded man yelled: "This is not etiquette, this is respect that must be from the heart! I! is the master of this land!"

Buck nodded repeatedly: "Yes, right..." He moved the chair out a little longer.

The noble Majesty was a little helpless: "It seems that you are indeed a rude guy! You don't have any fear at all!"

Barker admitted: "If my identity had not been leaked to you, if I had not been my major shareholder of investment, I would not have been greedy for you, why would I be afraid of you? Besides, you are also a reasonable person. It is not practical to disclose my identity to the CIA, except for being a good voice, but leaving me as a mercenary can help you do a lot of things and does not harm you at all, right?"
Chapter completed!