Including the CIA and Mi6, and even Xu Qinghua asked Qi Tianlin curiously afterwards, was this a key blow to take advantage of the situation in the plan?

But no matter how Qi Tianlin explained that he was just casual and landing on his own, no one believed it.

But that's the truth. After he took off his helmet, his already a little chaotic beard looked closer to Arabs. Officials in the presidential palace keenly recognized him as the one who had negotiated with the Kenyan Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the presidential envoy in England. Who had a Chinese face, a bearded face and flying an Apache fighter plane, and the conclusion was obvious?

Thanks to the lack of weapons and equipment on the flight suit, it seems to reduce the sense of hostility among most people around. As soon as the two presidential guards came forward, they did not draw their guns, Qi Tianlin waved his hand: "I'm here to talk about things, don't be shouting for killing, I'll find President Enbezi... Hurry up, all the tank troops in the suburbs have been destroyed."

Although it is still a certain distance from the suburbs, the rumbling sound of artillery and the explosion of anti-tank missiles are still low and slight vibrations on the ground, as if expressing what he said is true.

The president, whose face was so dark that he summoned the uninvited guest who came to the door. Although he must adhere to his posture as president, regardless of the speed of the summoning and the reflection of his sweat that had been wiped off on his forehead and could not help but show his violent fluctuations in his emotions.

The posture of more than a dozen fully armed security gunmen surrounding the president made Qi Tianlin's hands become thinner and thinner.

Originally, Qi Tianlin, who was 1.8 meters tall, is not a big man in Europe and the United States. All the black men who can be selected for the Presidential Guard are tall and wide models. At least they can be blocked by a shield. Now they are looking at Qi Tianlin as if they are facing a great enemy!

Spread your hands and stretch your fingers forward and press down slowly: "Don't be nervous... Don't be nervous... Don't be nervous... Don't be shooting, I'm the only one, I'll talk about it, don't be so nervous, I have no malice..."

No malice? The president finally adjusted his courage, a little angry, and even more trembling: "Then what are you doing?! What are your army doing?! You mercenaries! Mercenaries!"

Qi Tianlin nodded: "Yes... we are mercenaries. You know this. What we do is because someone hired us behind the scenes. Now I just don't want to be a tycoon, so I take the initiative to talk to you alone... Can you sit down and talk? I don't bring a weapon, so I can search my body." Qi Tianlin stretched his hands forward and his palms were pressing down, asking him to raise his hand to surrender. It seems that this situation has not happened yet.

Several guards from the other party hesitated for a moment, and separated the two and handed the gun to the person next to him, and came over to check it empty-handedly. This is also true. Do not bring the gun to the body searcher, so as not to steal the hostage. This means that he has received some professional training.

Qi Tianlin calmly asked the other party to touch him one by one. For the sake of driving convenience, the slightly larger war hammer was hidden under the driver's seat, but the war blade was tightly attached to the inside of the forearm. Qi Tianlin just raised his hands and twisted his hands, avoiding the pressing of the other party's hands.

As expected, without guns, the opponent's nervousness was reduced a lot, but the emotions that he felt he could be controlled naturally took the upper hand.

The guard's head turned his eyes: "Take him off! He is Paul, let him be the hostage chip!"

The situation of five or six guns towards Qi Tianlin really made these black men feel a little relieved. The president opened his thick lips and said nothing, acquiesced to such behavior. Qi Tianlin only stared at him. He thought that at least he had the attitude of a politician and was more willing to talk about the results. It seems that some Africans' thinking patterns are really different from those outside.

At this time, his arms were already locked by two tall black men through a search, and he just made a sudden move!

Like a thousand-pound pendant, Qi Tianlin suddenly knelt downwards, and the tip of his knee hit the bend of the black man on the right, and he couldn't help but kneel down. The black man on the left was pulled, but found that he had been holding his arm that seemed soft and weak, and he turned into a strong iron bone. He staggered when he pulled him!

It was just to pull the two black men into bulletproof vests. In just a moment, the black man who was kneeling down was so painful that his hands were released. Qi Tianlin waved his right arm, and then his left hand was fluttering and then he pulled the hand that he wanted to pull back. His whole body suddenly looked like a feather. The steel arm in the black man's hand seemed to have turned into air again. It felt really uncomfortable to pull the air. He caught him off guard and threw Qi Tianlin out!

It was as if he helped to throw Qi Tianlin towards his own people. At just three or five meters away, two of them had time to pull the trigger. Qi Tianlin rushed into them like a ghost, holding the captain's throat with one hand, and pulling the president with the other hand in front of him: "I said no need to do it!" After that, he threw the captain's captain away, but had wiped off the pistol from the captain's waist, and raised it forward with one hand skillfully.

These few moves were completed in an instant. The president, who was not good at physical exercise, even felt that he had just blinked his eyes, so why was he inexplicably held hostage? The guards' guns seemed to be shooting a flying saucer target in the air, but they never felt like they were following them. The triggers were all gone. Now he turned his head in a daze and looked at Qi Tianlin, but his gun was aimed at his own people, and his body did not turn.

Only the captain of the guard, because he had physical contact with Qi Tianlin, reacted a lot. He covered Jojo with one hand and finally made a sound pop up: "Kung Fu! Kung Fu! Are you Chinese Kung Fu?"

Qi Tianlin was originally a bit of a politician or lobbyist attitude, just like he once found the general behind Myanmar. It would be great for everyone to sit and talk. Don’t shout at him and kill him at any time, but now he is really a little smile, and he holds up his laughter and pretends to be deep: "Well..."

Several black men on the other side suddenly realized, nodded and made a thumbs up!

Qi Tianlin felt that he should have screamed a few times. Seeing the captain of the guard spread his arms and blocking his subordinates, he simply threw the pistol over: "I really talk to the President. I want to kill people. I don't know if I'm going to shoot in the air with a helicopter?"

To put it this way, black friends can understand it. Qi Tianlin also grabbed the president's neck from his arm to slide down and grabbed his hand. The president was sweating more. He wanted to take off the scarf on his left chest to wipe it, but he felt a little out of control and could only whine: "Sit over there..." He wanted to move his legs, and he was even more like he was filled with lead!

The physical feeling of being frightened is not something that everyone can resist.

Qi Tianlin understood and helped him: "Don't go to the window. There are snipers outside. Maybe they just want to take your life... Let's sit here, you can retreat, and you can call you if you have anything... Oh, I'll send you two drinks." He made himself look like a master.

So grand!

Kenyani has been a colony of England for many years and was greatly influenced by England. The buildings in the Presidential Palace are also somewhat Victorian, with a slightly complicated retro style. The windows are all floor-to-ceiling windows. Qi Tianlin was wearing a pilot uniform and waved his hands generously. It was probably a very deep impression on the people present. The captain of the guard actually hugged his fists and said to the president: "We are waiting outside the door?" After the president nodded, he went out.

The afternoon light still shone bright spots in the floor-to-ceiling windows. Qi Tianlin saw that the president was already a little depressed and sat on the carved sofa. He casually pulled the curtains on his own, and then sat on the armrest of another sofa more freely: "Half an hour ago, the tank and armored troops had been surrounded and destroyed on the positions outside the city. You have two choices. Continue to mobilize your guards and all the remaining armed forces and supporters to carry out street fighting resistance in the capital city, which can last at least one week to half a month. If you are prepared, you can even drag it for longer... but it is just dragging it. No one will come to save you. You are just dragging the citizens of the capital into the grave with you!"

The president, who was in his fifties, looked up confused: "Will the British come?"

Qi Tianlin shook his head: "Small countries must have the self-knowledge of small countries. You are a good president and have governed the country well. But first of all, you should not interfere in Somalia, and secondly, the British probably think you want to get rid of their camp, so several parties join forces to get rid of you."

Such frank announcement finally allowed the president to find some sense of negotiation and regain his professional level: "There is no room for bargaining?"

Qi Tianlin continued to shake his head: "If these two points are just my relationship with Yinglange, what do the United States has to do with Tanzanian now? You should understand that compared with other countries around Tanzanian, Kenyani is the closest to the West."

The president was sad: "I am closest to you, and I'm still going to do something with me?"

Qi Tianlin smiled: "It is precisely because you are close that it is the most suitable choice for Kenyani. If you are disobedient or take the opportunity to threaten it, it will be very annoying. Therefore, taking you cleanly and neatly is the most suitable choice for the United States, even the English and me."

The president looked at the light beams that penetrated through the curtains with a little trance. He seemed to be able to see the dust in the light in a dark space. After a while, he spoke: "What is another option?"

There was a knock at the door. Qi Tianlin brought two drinks over, probably to him and the president at the same time, but he couldn't poison him. He drank some casually and handed over a cup: "If you step down, choose someone you trust immediately and go to England. I will take you away, but help you to remotely control your personnel. You can continue like this, or you can wait until this matter has passed and come back here!"

President Embetsy looked up suddenly, and his obese back neck seemed to make a sound: "That's it?!" Is this almost an unexpected result?

Is it that simple?

Qi Tianlin took a few more sips with a straw: "In this way, Liabi, Chad, Karonmai, and Feizhong, I try my best to ensure that the political situation is stable and that the people can live and work in peace and contentment. South Sudan and Somalia are actually better than before. I think you should understand this. I did not point fingers at the politics of these countries. Instead, I helped them block the political influence of European and American countries. You can think about it, joining this alliance will bring more investment and a better life to the people..."

After all, Embetsy is the president and makes a quick decision: "How much time do I have?!"

Qi Tianlin looked at the watch on his wrist with a pretentious look. Oh, it wasn't the handmade luxury watch that Annie bought, or the electronic watch: "Half an hour? The faster the better, maybe the sooner you issue an external declaration and ask to give up resistance, and your soldiers will suffer one less casualties."

"Okay!" Embetz slapped the drink in his hand heavily on the table!

I guess the release of military power with a cup of wine is almost the same!
Chapter completed!