King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

"Hu Lang loosened his grip!"

While Joe Ga was lighting a fire to heat stones with Jacques, Austrians, Germans, and Swiss had arrived.

The Monaco Royal Family hit a snag at Ayuna's place again, but this time Ayu didn't discard the gifts and supplies for the two children they brought.

The slightest relaxation filled the Monaco Royal Family with hope. The kind-faced butler rubbed his bruised eyes and contacted their King to hurry back from Paris.

The hospital staff were stunned—who could have imagined a group of officials would come here for a gathering?

The head of the Swiss Police Department, dressed to the nines by his wife, entered the hospital. When they reached the rooftop, they found it already crowded with people.

Tables made from two hospital beds placed together served as a temporary bar, loaded with drinks. The dissection table became a workstation, and IV stands had been turned into makeshift spits…

A lobster, over a foot long, was brutally split in half, then grilled on a hot plate. Giant scallops dabbed with garlic paste were smoked over charcoal, sizzling with oil and emitting a tantalizing aroma.

The Swiss Police Department's chief, Bel Canto, searched a while before he found Joe Ga amidst the crowd. Seeing how busy Joe was, Bel Canto took a beer, gave a nod of greeting, and mingled into the group of politicians...

Meanwhile, his wife couldn't budge after meeting Nis and Charlene. Sally, a middle-aged woman raised in Switzerland, possessed the naivety and stubbornness characteristic of the Bai Zuo.

Seeing Nis and Charlene awkwardly handling the enthusiastic minister's wife, Joe Ga laughed heartily and hurried his pace a bit.

He picked up heated stones with pincers and placed them in a stainless steel barrel about 40 centimeters in diameter and 80 centimeters tall.

After layering the stones, Joe Ga lined the top with tin foil, added celery, onions, then neatly arranged the marinated and fatty mutton on top, drenching it with honey, oyster sauce, and some delicious-smelling sauces.

The moment the vegetables and mutton were placed, the hot stones on the bottom began to release their aroma. The mutton juices dripped between the stones, sizzling and immediately whetting appetites.

Joe didn't stop there. After finishing with the bottom layer of mutton, he lined it with foil, spread another layer of onions, and placed the leaner cuts of meat on top.

After repeating the process four times, he realized the barrel wouldn't be full.

Joe, ever the nonchalant type, added another layer of tin foil. He split the lobsters, scored the abalones, then heaped on garlic paste generously.

After two more layers, the stainless steel barrel was finally filled to the brim.

Dorian was called over, and together they hefted the heavy pot onto a stand. Below, they placed a few alcohol stoves borrowed from the hospital to heat it slowly, keeping the stones warm and smoking the food inside.

Covering the pot with a lid and sealing the edges with a wet towel locked in the heat and aroma.

Layer by layer, the mutton was smoked and heated, its fat seeping into the vegetables, keeping them from burning too quickly while bringing out their fragrance.

As time passed, steam laden with fat slowly soaked the towel on the lid, and an irresistible scent began to drift around.

Honestly, Joe Ga's culinary skills were just ordinary, but Chinese naturally know how to use heat to create 'fragrance.'

This 'Milk Pot Mutton' from the highlands, regardless of how the final dish tastes, had already captivated everyone with its aromatic cooking process.

Jacques was still not much of a talker, but his mood was noticeably improved.

The young man abandoned royal formalities and sat beside the large pot, keeping curious people at bay, especially his little sister Briella.

To prevent Briella from causing trouble, Joe Ga prepared a small charcoal grill for Jacques with a wire net, giving him a few cleaned squids to roast for fun.

The atmosphere was very good overall...

Charlene finally broke free from Swiss bigwig's wife Sally, and approaching Joe Ga, she hesitated for a long time before saying, "Hu Lang, thank you!"

Joe Ga, unconcerned, waved his hand and said, "We're friends, what's there to thank?

Later at dinner, no matter how it tastes, make sure to vote for me.

I thought that guy Pierre was just looking for an excuse to slack off, but it turns out he can actually cook, and I can't lose to him."

Charlene smiled faintly and nodded, "I think you've already won. Whatever's in the pot smells really good..."

Joe Ga nodded, smiling, "That's the 'firework flavor,' Chinese are best at this."

Charlene nodded, then suddenly changed the subject and said, "Hu Lang, Jacques needs a godfather.

A godfather who can protect him and at the same time help him change his mental state."

As she spoke, Charlene glanced at Nis in the distance, rubbed her eyes, and added, "Devil Bird had it right, Jacques needs to be influenced by his surroundings, he needs courage...

P·B was never short of courage!!"

Joe Ga was taken aback, pointed to his own nose, and asked, "Me, you want me to be Jacques's godfather?

Isn't it a bit unserious to have a prince acknowledge a mercenary boss as his godfather?"

Upon hearing this, Charlene looked at Joe Ga with pleading eyes and said, "Hu Lang, Jacques cannot stay in Monaco, otherwise his condition won't improve.

If we let the Royal Family come up with a solution, they will only send him to a boarding school.

Hu Lang, I only trust you, help me..."

Joe Ga couldn't believe what he heard and said, "The safest place in my territory is in Central Africa, do you want the Prince of Monaco to go to Central Africa?

Your King would go mad!"

Charlene looked at her son's somewhat pale face, her voice choked with emotion, she said, "But in Central Africa, Jacques can develop courage, maybe even a sense of responsibility.

I can't bear it, but I can't stand to watch him continue like this..."

Joe Ga, not quite accustomed to the now vulnerable Charlene, nodded decisively and affirmed, "No problem, I have a few little rascals at home who, by your standards, have even greater psychological issues than Jacques.

Leave it to me. I can't promise anything else, but I can definitely help Jacques become more cheerful.

I guess the Prince of Monaco doesn't need to take any university entrance exams, so let him mingle at my place for a while. Turning him into an exemplary and studious good boy might not be possible, but I can return to you a little man!"

As he spoke, Joe Ga slapped his forehead and laughed, "Hey, if Jacques later ascends to the throne, wouldn't I become the unofficial Supreme Emperor of Monaco?"

Charlene was stunned for a moment, then hugged Joe Ga tightly and said, "Thank you!"

Joe Ga patted the Princess on the back with a smile and remarked, "Stop with all the thanks already. Gami will be back tonight, you guys need to discuss how to negotiate with the Monaco Royal Family.

The rest is your own family affair, and there's not much I can help with, but I believe with things having come to this point, you can handle those issues."

Thinking of something, Joe Ga took out his cellphone and sent Eric's number to Charlene, then said, "The flagship of the maritime security company, 'Princess', will set sail from Florida the day after tomorrow and is estimated to arrive in Monaco in about ten days.

You need to find a shipyard first; the 'Princess' is in need of a major renovation.

You also have to personally take delivery of those three Sea Hawk 43's.

Don't worry; I have already prepared the funds. You just need to secure them and then make a trip to Tubruq...

P·B will be conducting a major recruitment in Tubruq, and you can personally participate in the selection of the Navy.

You're the legal representative of the subsidiary; even if it's for show, you have to do it properly!

In the future, if anyone bullies you, just bring over the battleship and the Marine Corps to scare them to death, haha..."

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Today has been too busy; I can probably only write this much!

Normal updates will resume tomorrow, and I'll catch up on my work when I'm through this busy period.

As the new year has passed, I wish all my colleagues who are getting back to work tomorrow a good mood!

Thank you!!

Grateful!!