King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

The next day at noon, everyone from the estate gathered at a small private airport.

Joe Ga took his younger brother and Tong Tong to visit his two planes.

The Piper PA-42 actually had a quite advanced appearance, but the giant propellers on its wings signaled that it was still a fixed-wing propeller plane, quite different from those jet business planes.

Especially when Gami's blue Bombardier business jet landed on the runway, the contrast became even more apparent.

Wrapping his arm around his brother's shoulder, Joe Ga laughed and said, "In the future, we should get one of those too, just holler whenever you want to go somewhere. Even if it's from one end of the Earth to the other, set out in the morning and you'd arrive by night."

Qiao Liang grinned and replied, "No need for that, if we really want to go somewhere, just buying a ticket is enough. Buying one of those is just wasting money."

As he spoke, Qiao Liang glanced at Gami, who was throwing looks his way, gave an embarrassed chuckle, and added, "Of course, it's possible if you're super rich, after all, it's a work necessity."

Joe Ga pinched Qiao Liang's shoulder hard, urging him to stand up straight, then said with a smile, "You get all nervous just because someone looks at you; she's not a tiger, is she?

These wealthy people in the world are all the same, you don't ask them for favors, so just be natural."

As he spoke, Joe Ga pointed to Tong Tong who, with a video camera in hand, was cajoling the kids from Monaco to record a congratulatory video, and laughed, "Tong Tong is doing it right, just have fun. If you're anxious, these folks won't even know how to interact with you."

Qiao Liang chuckled 'hehe' and said, "Bro, it's not that I'm nervous, I just don't know what to say. They're your friends, and I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing..."

Joe Ga paused, then laughed, "If they really consider me a friend, even if you do or say something wrong, they won't care.

If they don't consider me a friend, I don't care if you offend them."
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As he spoke, Joe Ga watched the Bombardier slow to a stop and open its door, a handsome man with a goatee leading a beautiful woman, accompanied by two teenage girls, disembarked from the plane...

"Don't think their show is so big. When it comes to bank deposits, their whole family, combined, might not even have more than your older brother does."

Having said that, Joe Ga gave his brother's back a firm pat, seriously adding, "Just treat them like ordinary people, socialize a bit if you can adapt, add them as friends, take a photo together, brag about it on social media.

If you can't adapt, then treat them like air, don't even bother with them, just do whatever makes you comfortable.

Remember, here in Central Africa, I have a lot more clout than they do!"

Qiao Liang looked at Tong Tong waving two plastic flowers and shouting 'Welcome to Central Africa', rushing over to take a photo with the elf-like Swedish Prince Carl and his family, and later on expressing her regret that they didn't use WeChat...

Watching his brother effortlessly mingling with his sister-in-law and others, if you removed the expensive planes from the background, it felt no different from visiting neighbors.

Watching the formidable Gamira cheerily pull Crown Princess Victoria, Nis, Tong Tong, Charlene, and the Swedish Queen together to form a ladies' group, laughing and chatting...

Qiao Liang gave his head a firm pat then walked behind his brother, observing that Crown Princess Victoria's husband, who seemed average-looking and not too talkative, took the initiative to go over and greet him, and struck up a conversation naturally with this former fitness trainer with just a high school diploma.

That's when Qiao Liang realized that he wasn't the only nervous one; Daniel, who had married the Crown Princess, was just as tense. It turned out that the two mildly social-anxious men could actually get along quite well.

It was serendipity that drew them together, and without needing Joe Ga to mediate, Qiao Liang was introduced to Daniel's family by Daniel himself.

His wife, Crown Princess Victoria, their 7-year-old daughter Estelle, the incredibly handsome brother-in-law Prince Carl, along with Prince Carl's wife and two daughters.

Unexpectedly, compared to the boisterous Tong Tong, Qiao Liang, under the earnest guidance of Daniel, interacted more smoothly with the members of the Swedish Royal Family, even outpacing his brother Joe Ga's progress.

That was when Qiao Liang discovered that these so-called royals were indeed just regular people at heart; the only difference was that they always seemed to stay relaxed.

Joe Ga was quite pleased with his brother's current state and didn't want to interrupt him; instead, he was pulled aside by Eric and Chris to join a little group forming around Prince Carl...

Of course, Eric could only be counted as half.

Prince Carl used to be a clubber in his younger days, and his wife had even posed for a photo collection. Even though he now had two daughters, he still loved the thrill of the chase.

After mutual introductions, Prince Carl shook Joe Ga's hand in a familiar manner and said with an expectant look, "We really going to catch lions, right? I brought my hunting shotgun; maybe we can catch something other than lions."

Leaning in close, Prince Carl whispered to Joe Ga, "I've always wanted an oryx specimen. I've joined a hunting club, and there are some particularly annoying people there..."

Joe Ga nodded, fully comprehending, "Understood, just one oryx. Once we've captured the lions and dealt with the media and animal protection groups, we can quietly tour the savannah.

Believe it or not, although I own a hunting guide business, I've never actually hunted because I have an animal rights activist on my team."

Prince Carl showed a look of shared suffering and said helplessly, "Eric knows my situation. Ever since my sister donated all her furs and set up an environmental protection fund, my shotgun hasn't been fired."

"God bears witness if I were born in Africa, I'd definitely be a good hunter."

Joe Ga thought this Prince Carl was really easy to get along with and had a rather playful personality.

The guy claimed to be a good hunter like it was a jest among friends, just waiting for someone to burst his bubble.

Sure enough, Eric glanced at the handsome Carl with a sidelong look and then nudging Chris beside him, spoke in an odd tone, "What's this guy's ranking in the club? He actually claims to be a good hunter?"

Chris stroked his chin, recalled seriously for a moment, and said, "To my knowledge, his record is 83 rings, ranking 194th out of a total of 200 people in our club, haha..."

Watching Prince Carl's frustrated expression, Chris and Eric high-fived and laughed, "We should show this guy some colors, let him know who the real sharpshooters are.

I brought my WA2000 and was about to ask Hu Lang to tweak it for me, what about yours?

If you don't have one, then my baby will be the champion, haha..."

While being mocked by the two, Carl pulled Joe Ga and explained in a flurry, "There are masters in our shooting club, you know, and my time isn't exactly bountiful, so a lower ranking isn't that disgraceful."

Carl had heard what Chris said and suddenly, feeling a bit miffed, exclaimed, "Hey, using a weapon worth 200,000 to shoot those poor animals is a crime.

If you all use those guns, I refuse to recognize your scores!"

Eric spread his hands, saying with an extremely annoying tone, "The rifle is part of the strength, I spent the money, so I should use it."

With that, Eric shot a guilty glance at Joe Ga, making sure he had no intent to compete with these people, and then gestured a money sign to Carl, "5,000 a person, let's compete when we get there, winner takes all.

How about it, Your Highness? Don't let me look down on you; you can't possibly be unable to come up with 5,000, right?"

Carl's face showed embarrassment, but it vanished the moment Eric arrogantly proposed the wager.

The guy grinned, showing off white teeth, and said, "You're on, with that money, I could buy a new car.

Hehe, I saved up some pocket money for most of a year, went to Finland to find a master to modify a hunting rifle, you're finished, haha..."

Eric's confidence in Joe Ga's gunsmithing skills was even higher than in his own, but seeing the prince's arrogant demeanor, he got a bit curious and asked, "Who modified the gun for you?"

Prince Carl glanced at the group of ladies not far away, then gestured for Chris and Joe Ga to come closer before whispering, "You know the wanted Finnish judge sniper? I found the gunsmith, Clive Jorgensen, who modified his gun; it cost me 43,000 euros to modify a Sako TRG M10.

The 23.5-inch barrel with hand-crafted rifling alone is worth 16,000, and for the charming snow camouflage, I spent an extra 3,000.

Guys, my treasure is more expensive than the jewelry on my lady's body, remember, even if you're dying of envy, definitely don't let on. If my lady asks, just say the gun only cost 4,300.

Also, you mustn't let them know who the gunsmith is, alright?"

Watching Prince Carl's smug look, Eric pointed at Joe Ga and said, "Buddy, right in front of you Hu Lang is the best gunsmith, the WA2000 in Chris's hands was built by him, and so was my record-breaking AWM."

Chris had no idea that 'Iceman' was currently under Joe Ga's command, combing through the woods and waging war, nor did he know that Eric was a friend of 'Iceman'.

Looking at the shocked face of Carl, Chris grabbed the prince's arm and said, "I'm a bit interested in that Clive Jorgensen, the guy who was the logistic support for the judge sniper 'Iceman'.

'Iceman' took out the chief prosecutor in Norway from 1,900 meters away using the Sako TRG he provided.

'Iceman' is wanted globally, why is this guy not in jail?

Do you have his number? Give it to me, I also want to order a Sako."

Prince Carl made a money gesture with pride, "You can't always be making money off me, the intel is 5,000, then I'll give you Clive Jorgensen's number.

That old man is now restricted in his activities, but this has made him completely settle down, getting a gun from him definitely has room for appreciation."

Eric looked at the two guys ignoring the true Buddha right in front of them and discussing an old man instead; he barely contained the urge to tell them that 'Iceman' was actually in Central Africa, and shook his head in contempt.

Watching the thoughtful expression on Joe Ga's face beside him, Eric nudged him on the arm, whispering, "You have to help me out, I didn't bring my own gun.

Your brother wants to get into drones, I can help with that, I'm the real communications electronics expert."