The 'Iris' is an underground armed force active in Latin America.

Theoretically, the nature of the 'irises' is similar to that of international mercenaries. However, unlike the mercenaries, the 'Iris' has its own control.

So strictly speaking, it's okay to use the term 'warlord' to describe 'irises'. In addition, unlike the rest of the mercenaries, they will come to the door wherever there is business, and the 'Iris' basically does not leave the South American plate.

From arms, to drugs, to the overthrow of a small country's regime, Iris is able to give its partners very happy results.

Legend has it that the owner behind the 'Iris' seems to be an Oriental, but what nationality this Oriental's original origin is a mystery.

But whether Oriental or not, it doesn't matter anymore to the forces looking for the 'Iris' to cooperate—because the 'Iris' legions have spent nearly thirty years proving to all the shady forces and parties in Latin America that there is nothing they can't do.

Of course, efficiency, guaranteed success, and good reputation also come with high costs. Hire 'irises', or buy anything from 'irises', and be prepared to blet yourself.

Before coming to Neymar's boss, Joseph's boss had already instructed him not to have any conflict with the people sent by 'Iris', even if the business was not completed in the end, there should be no unhappiness - because just as convincing with a good reputation, the terrifying revenge of 'Iris' is just as terrifying.

Joseph's boss also spent a lot of money this time, so he invited Neymar to come forward and contact the people of 'Iris', so there was this meeting.

The actions of the boss of a district naturally received countless attention, and Joseph's boss could not easily leave his own territory - this boss had a lot of enemies, and he was afraid that once he left his own territory, he would be attacked by terror at any time, not to mention being able to meet, it was a problem to be alive, so he sent Joseph, the number one henchman.

At this time, after a brief introduction, Joseph sat down next to Song Haoran under the greeting of Neymar, and before he could speak, Neymar arrived at a few glasses of Bacacca (a kind of wine made from sugar cane) to enliven the atmosphere first.

"Cachaca, haha, I love the sweetness of it. Song Haoran picked up the wine glass very leisurely at this time.

"Song, my good friend, I'll have someone take you a box of good things to take as a souvenir!" Neymar laughed, "but now might as well listen to my other friend, Joseph?"

"Of course, your friend, of course, is also my friend. Song Haoran looked at Joseph at this time, and was respected, "Mr. Joseph, I hope we can have a good conversation in the future." ”

"I also hope to be a friend of your 'Iris'. Joseph smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, due to some special reasons, my boss can't come in person." ”

Song Haoran said indifferently: "We understand very well that it doesn't matter. ”

The heads of the various forces naturally need to be in a safe environment - whether they are afraid of death or to maintain the stability of one side, it is the same, including the owner behind the 'Iris' will never show his face easily.

"Mr. Song became the counselor of 'Iris' at a young age, which is really amazing. Joseph praised him directly.

It can be seen that he should be very unaccustomed to saying this kind of flattering speech, and his expression is somewhat unnatural. Song Haoran didn't mind, and said casually: "There's nothing special, in fact, I'm just a ...... who runs business outside." Well, Mr. Joseph, I heard my friend Neymar say that your boss is going to buy a good batch of goods from us...... I don't know what it means to be good, but what does it mean?"

"Enough to arm two hundred and fifty men, and in the configuration of a regular army!" Joseph said directly.

Song Haoran glanced at Neymar with a dark and flat color, but Neymar, who was already old and ambitious, and was now in a semi-retired nature, frowned, and subconsciously asked: "Armed with two hundred and fifty people?" Joseph, this is not something needed for a small fight...... What the hell is your boss trying to do?"

"Boss Neymar, I'm here just to talk about this business. Joseph shook his head and said, "What our boss wants to do, he has his own plans, even I can't know too much." ”

That's weird!

Neymar sneered in his heart, but he didn't ask any further. The interests of the various slums are complex.

Although the area where he and Joseph are located, although it is not a hostile relationship, it is not an alliance, it can only be said that the relationship is good, and they are two adjacent territories, and there are only contacts on weekdays.

"Two hundred and fifty men are armed, which is not a small number. Song Haoran was playing with a silver ring on his index finger at this time, and looked at Joseph and said with a light smile: "Mr. Joseph should know that this country has been much stricter recently, right? Especially after the Olympic Games have just been held here...... Although some places have begun to relax, the resistance is much greater than before. ”

"Price is not an issue. Joseph said quite proudly: "Moreover, I also believe in the ability of 'irises'. Otherwise, the 'irises' would not have become a myth in Latin America. ”

Song Haoran was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Besides, I don't know if there are any other things that Mr. Joseph needs?"

When Joseph heard this, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he licked his lips and asked directly: "Heavy firepower, can you buy it?" For example...... RPG？”

"We have a decent batch of Javelin missiles on hand recently, but in terms of price, they can't be cheap. Song Haoran thought for a while.

"Javelin missiles? If it's British, we don't want it!" said Joseph's eyes.

"American, of course. Song Haoran smiled.

Joseph sneered: "I said, the price is not a problem! We can even use our products to return it, if you want!"

Song Haoran shook his head and said: "We also have samples of your goods, the purity is not very good, and there is no market." Let's use cash, and we only need US knives or euros, you should know. ”

"Of course, then, the price?" asked Joseph again.

Song Haoran said: "The price will be discussed later...... Now allow me to go to the bathroom, I think I may have been on the plane with too much water. ”

With that, Song Haoran stood up, tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the bathroom in the room. Joseph frowned, and it wasn't until Song Haoran had already entered the bathroom that he stared at Neymar and asked in a low voice, "Boss Neymar, it seems that this Mr. Song is not a person who can make decisions." ”

Neymar lowered his voice and said: "Believe me, my friend, Song is a person who can make decisions, he may just really want to go to the toilet." ”

That's weird!

Joseph was silent, but he also knew that Neymar was an old treacherous and cunning who went out, and even if he received enough benefits, he might not be able to do his best to help people. If it weren't for his boss, there was really no way, and if he could only get in touch with 'Iris' by going to Neymar's side, his boss would never have found Neymar.

Joseph drank the Bacacca from his cup with some annoyance.

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Once again, Caroline realizes that men can't just look at the outside.

She hasn't reached the pinnacle of excitement yet...... The sturdy man had already lost his armor, lay on top of him and gasped, and even self-righteously asked idiotic questions such as whether he was strong and powerful.

However, for the sake of the tip given by this man, she didn't mind having a false relationship with this man, and even cleaned up the props he used to "commit murder" - with his mouth afterwards.

Many men liked this set very much, and naturally, Caroline received a second tip from this man's kindness.

She kissed the man on the cheek very warmly, put on her clothes and left, intending to go back to the pool to see if she could find another target.

The pay for a charter is fixed, and of course much higher than the average simple one-time or two-time transaction - but it would be even more wonderful if you could tip more for the same amount of time.

Otherwise, Livia wouldn't have gone directly into the room with the two men.

Livia's record is with four men at the same time...... Caroline knew that Livia had a strange idea, which was to make her debut as a star. It's just that she seems to have slept with a lot of so-called producers, but she has never found a way.

Come out of the next room, there is the battlefield of Livia. The door was hidden, and a crack could be seen. Caroline peeked through the crack in the door.

On the bed, Livia was lying on her stomach, and a man behind her was sprinting hard, even slapping her buttocks incessantly. Livia, who is very good at reflexes, naturally responds with a prodigal cry while quickly serving another man standing by the bed with her mouth.

Livia seemed to see Caroline peeking through the crack in the door, so she blinked, conveying a message: I'll be able to do both soon!

Caroline nodded, and closed the door softly—her fingers brushing her hair through her hair, a sudden frown.

There was a sticky spot at the ends of her hair, and Caroline looked annoyed—the slimy thing was naturally a missing masterpiece from the man who had shot her in the face very roughly at the end.

Maybe you should clean it up when you go back to the pool.

There is no mistress in Mr. Neymar's home. I heard that he has a wife and children, but the wife and children live elsewhere. This is basically where Mr. Neymar and several of his men live. As for parties like this, guests can use the open co-working area as they like – except for not being able to go up to the upper floors of the villa.

Even if you want to go up, ask the two bodyguards guarding the upper staircase if they are willing.

Caroline glanced at the guy who was smoking in front of the stairs from a distance, and gave a teasing look that made the two bodyguards look at each other with a fiery gaze, and then walked straight into an empty room.

There was no one there, but the bed was very messy, and it was clear that men and women had fought here not long ago...... But the bathroom doesn't seem to be used.

Caroline secretly said lucky.

For some reason, she doesn't like to use a bathroom right away that someone else has already used but hasn't cleaned yet.

Pulling back the bathroom curtains, Carlo looked to see if there were any voyeurs outside—in fact, she didn't care about being looked at, she cared about whether there was anything in return after being looked at.

She wasn't in the habit of showing men nudes for free.

There is a nice courtyard outside the bathroom, very quiet and comfortable, Carlo whistled, thinking about the next target, should he bring this side? Maybe in the open air, the other party will feel more exciting...... Will there be more tips?

Thinking so, Caroline felt as if someone was watching her...... She subconsciously raised her head and looked towards the upper floor opposite, and sure enough, she saw someone looking towards the bathroom window on this side.

The man...... Caroline was stunned, but she recognized the man standing in front of the window, with his palm still on the glass, who said—it was Joseph, the henchman of the boss next door, that Livia had told her before.

In fact, Caroline was reluctant to do business with the top brass of such a gang - associating with these guys meant dealing with danger. She didn't want to be in the middle of a bed exercise with this man when a group of guys suddenly broke in and made a vendetta - something like that happened almost every day in this city.

The last resort to refuse is to close the curtains in your bathroom.

However, to Caroline's horror, Joseph showed a painful expression at this time - he even slapped the glass frantically with his palm!

A small knife stabbed directly into Joseph's neck from the side at this time, and immediately blood splattered and spilled directly on the glass window!

At the same time, Caroline saw another face.

A man...... Like an Oriental?

Did he see me?

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Caroline was still trembling at this time, but more because she remembered the scene that had happened a few hours ago—the stinging sensation of the beautiful maid of the club instilling her mind had long since disappeared—of course, she also had lingering feelings about that feeling, and naturally did not dare to tease the owner of the club in front of her at this time, but it was much more regular.

There was also a lot of food in front of him, full of color and flavor, which was brought out by the maid just now. But what kind of appetite did Caroline have at this time? She just stared nervously at the owner of the club.

She is just a weak sex worker in the slums, with no backing behind her, and no one will collect her body when she dies on the street at any time, and once she leaves this mysterious shop, she may be captured by the men who are looking for her outside, and the outcome that awaits her is probably only one.

She knew very well that the only one who could save her at this time was this young man.

After listening to Caro's narration, Boss Luo, who was good at listening, smiled slightly and said, "So, Miss Caroline saw the murderer, right?"

Caroline panicked: "Actually, I can't see clearly at all...... The distance was a bit far, and the glass was covered in blood at the time, which was a bit blurry. ”

"It's unfortunate. Luo Qiu smiled and said, "This kind of thing happened...... So, what does Miss Caroline want to buy from us? is it for us to protect you, or is it for you to settle this matter and keep you safe? Or ...... Something else?"

"Both...... Is it all right?" Caroline panicked.

Boss Luo said indifferently: "Of course, you can do it." Whatever you want to buy...... The point is, you have to think about what you want. ”

"That'...... You know, people like me don't want to get involved in this kind of trouble!I don't want to talk nonsense!" Caroline said without thinking.

People like me.