Not just on land, put it on a boat with a propeller, and travel in offshore areas!

Kadeep plans to share this good stuff with his colleagues in the mountains, other anti-government forces or drug criminals.

One hundred thousand cars, a few hundred dollars for one is not too much, right?

It’s easier to make money than Pantou, can you believe it?!

No wonder those rich people look down on Pandu, it smells so good!

…

The plane roared past and landed in the United Arab Emirates.

Sean once again brought a small gift!

It's still an empty shell, but this thing is so bluffing!

"You know that the ballistics next door are going to be bought!"

"Missile, ballistic ballistic!"

"What kind of spears are there? They are all smoke bombs."

"From here, hit here!" Sean pointed his finger on the map, "Medium-range ballistic missiles, covering the entire territory of YL!"

"50 pieces, do you know the concept?"

"It's equivalent to the kind of nuclear bombs dropped on a notebook, 5 of them!"

"As long as this thing is shipped over, Saudi Arabia will be the king of Arabia from now on!"

"Not to be missed!"

"As long as the Treaty on the Non-Proliferation of Missile Technology is signed, we will never think about it again. Those ballistic missiles would rather be destroyed than sold."

"You just watch?"

"Don't you want to own this kind of weapon yourself?"

"We don't want to invade others, but we also want people not to dare to touch themselves casually!"

"If there is a day when war breaks out and Persimmon is going to be soft, do you want to be the softest in this area?"

"do you want!?"

"I don't want to anyway!"

Sean was so excited that he was frothing at the mouth while talking in front of a group of sheikhs in the United Arab Emirates.

It is not a secret in the Middle East that Saudi Arabia next door wants to purchase missiles.

A bunch of chiefs naturally know.

Of course there is the idea of ​​following the trend.

The problem is that everyone is aware of the current international situation. From the perspective of countries in the Middle East, Saudi Arabia has no chance.

Now Sean suddenly visits...

What is an arms race?

An arms race means that whether you think about it or not, as long as one country suddenly improves its military strength and upsets the regional balance, others must keep up.

Even if this person is your ally.

"How about it, brothers, give me some ideas!"

"This war in the Middle East will not happen once or twice. When the time comes, it will be easy to talk about or not."

"We don't have much money, and it's just this opportunity. If we don't seize it, we won't be able to seize it at all!"

"This time I am taking advantage of Saudi Arabia's opportunity to give it to you."

"First come and keep 20 sticks!" Sean kept encouraging.

The GDP of the United Arab Emirates is about half that of Saudi Arabia. Of course, Sean needs to encourage it.

A group of sheikhs in the United Arab Emirates looked at each other. The news was so sudden that they were immediately stunned.

But to say that you are not moved is nonsense.

The most important weapon of the country!

"As soon as the White House gets several countries to sign the agreement, don't even think about it. We have to produce and transport. Time is tight and the task is heavy. We can't hesitate!" Seeing a group of chiefs being tempted, Xiao

En immediately started agitating.

In addition, I already had this intention, so after a brief discussion, "20 coins, we agreed verbally."

"Wise choice!" Sean immediately gave a thumbs up, "You will not regret today's decision. It is only 5 billion. To ensure your territorial security for 40 years, it is only a little over 100 million a year. There are still more than 5 billion."

Is this more cost-effective?”

"You, the UAE, owe me a favor!"

With the forced favor, Sean went straight to Oman without stopping.

The same rhetoric, but this time with Yemen in mind.

"The south is not peaceful. The wars that happen every three days may affect you here at any time."

"Don't you buy yourself some insurance?"

"As long as you spend a little money, you can ensure the security of the country!"

"Safe, safe, still fucking safe!"

"Come on five, I'll make the decision for you, that's it!"

Saying goodbye to Oman, Sean turned around and headed towards Qatar and Kuwait.

Here in Qatar, Sean hit a wall.

Qatar is not interested in missiles, but is very interested in Sean's fleet.

From the perspective of Sri Lanka, Xingcheng and Bangni, Sean is not the government, his interest demands are simple and clear, it is money!

This kind of purely monetary interest appeal has no problem at all in Qatar's eyes.

The investment in building an army yourself would be greater, and it may not necessarily be safe.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to cooperate with Sean.

To put it bluntly, can Sean kill the King of Qatar and take the throne himself?

Stop making trouble, it's impossible!

The cartel's requirements are also special. Instead of warships, they need mercenaries and some coastal defense facilities.

Radars, missiles, coastal defense guns, offshore gunboats, etc.

After talking for a while, Sean considered that after solving the Lin Meng problem, many people from the Army would need to be settled. This was a good opportunity, so he agreed.

Kuwait, on the other hand, is very interested in missiles.

The two men next to me were fighting fiercely. Planes and missiles were flying overhead all day long. The King of Kuwait felt very unsafe.

Spend money on insurance!

Sold 10 more!

As soon as he left the Kuwait Palace and got into his car, Sean started to wring his hands.

5 sticks, 10 sticks, 20 sticks, hohohohoho!!

35 sticks!

Earn 183 million from one stick!

Another fucking 6.4 billion!

No more, hold on to me. Sean grabbed Lorraine's shoulder and pouted, trying to chew it.

Lorraine hurriedly thought and hid, "Old Bu asked you to call him back immediately. I hope you will be happy after listening to the call!"

"Ah?" Sean was stunned and looked at Lorraine with his mouth open, "Why is he calling me?"

"I don't know. You were negotiating just now. I didn't disturb you, but your tone sounded very urgent and bad." Lorraine sneered a few times.

Sean frowned slowly, feeling that things were not that simple.

This was the first time Lao Bu called himself, and he was in a hurry.

The call was connected, and Old Boo's voice came over, "Sean, are you crazy? Can this thing be sold everywhere?"

The voice was urgent and somewhat exasperated.

"Huh? How did you know the news? Someone was spying on me?" Sean sat up straight and looked grim.

Lao Bu was immediately stunned. He was stuck for a while before he recovered. He said with a bit of laughter and tears: "Oh my god, can you tell me what is going on in your head?"

"Your golden palace lands and takes off every day. Do you know how many people see it?"

"All you have to do is put a banner under the plane and tell everyone!"
To be continued...