"Do you want to go, leave it here!" Seeing that this person was about to run, Luo Jialiang roared, and the long stick in his hand was used as a gun, grabbed the back end of the stick with one hand, and then smashed it directly towards the back of the person who led the team.

"Damn, is this guy really Chinese? How can he be so powerful?"

It's a pity that he didn't have that much time to hesitate. At this time, there were only two people left to follow, and there were two more people who were just about to flee when they were thrown to the ground by an angry security guard. The mercenaries who fell to the ground, no matter how much they could fight, they couldn't withstand such a *** attack.

I only heard a few screams, and then I guess I was knocked unconscious by a rubber stick.

At this time, Luo Jialiang's iron rod was much harder than the rubber rod, and the lethality was much greater.

Although he didn't look back, the whirring sound of the iron rod breaking through the air had already scared him out.

Soldier ruffians, the reason why they are called soldier ruffians, is because their willpower is not firm, otherwise, they would not have chosen to come down. They are not afraid of death, but that doesn't mean they are not afraid of any way to die!

Seeing that there was a comrade-in-arms just now, after being put down, his head was knocked out by more than a dozen rubber sticks in an instant, this kind of visual impact is too big for them soldiers.

"You go and stop him, and I'll give you half of the prize money when you turn around. The man who led the team whispered to the subordinates next to him.

"Don't give Lao Tzu this set, that madman beats you like playing, you let me block it, is that not a dead end?"

What's more, they are nothing more than ordinary subordinate relationships?

And you know, they are not comrades-in-arms, they are only briefly grouped together because of this mission. The person who led the team asked his subordinates to give him Luo Jialiang in front of him, how could he be accepted?

"What is it like playing with me? If I had a guy with a lot of weight, I would be suppressed by this guy?" said the man who led the team.

However, since his subordinates are unwilling to give him Luo Jialiang in front of him, it does not mean that he will give up because of this. Seeing Luo Jialiang's iron rod getting closer and closer, the person who led the team sneered and grabbed the two subordinates around him one by one. Then his hands suddenly exerted force, and the two men who weighed more than one hundred and sixty kilograms together were directly pulled behind him by him.

"You ......"

"Bang!"

A subordinate just wanted to open his mouth to curse, but Luo Jialiang's attack had already arrived. The iron rod that struck with all his strength collided with the staggering body that was pulled.

A dull voice sounded, and the subordinate was given an iron rod to the back of the public by Luo Jialiang. Although there were enough muscles in his back to cushion him, he was still beaten and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Borotel, you bastard......" Porotel is naturally the name of the person leading the team.

"Lockfleur, get in the way, I'll go first!" Porotel sneered, and then instantly passed through the gate and rushed outside.

"Since you're here, why are you leaving?" a figure stopped in front of Porotel, who was not tall or strong, but just standing there made Porotel feel like he was in an ice cellar.

"You...... Who is it?" Porotel looked at the visitor with a calm face, although the visitor did not move. But judging from the momentum on his body alone, he is not an opponent at all!

"Who am I, does it matter?" the visitor looked up at Porotel with a sneer in his eyes. "I'm standing right here, you can try it. ”

The ends of the hair that have been slightly gray, and the eyes are still sharp. It's so simple to look at Porotel, but Porotel doesn't dare to make the slightest movement.

"Coach, why are you here?" Just as the man was confronting Porotel, Luo Jialiang, who had already eliminated the two people who had been thrown down by Porotel and blocked the way, had already rushed out of the factory.

As soon as he came out, he saw Porotel standing motionless outside, and the middle-aged man who confronted Borotel, Luo Jialiang's heart that had been tense was finally relieved. With that person there, Porotel is not a problem at all.

"Jialiang, come here. "The only person who can be called a coach by Luo Jialiang is Uncle Wen.

"Coach, what's wrong?" Luo Jialiang said respectfully to Uncle Wen.

"Boy. Uncle Wen said this in Arabic, and Luo Jialiang next to him was stunned.

With such good skills and knowledge of foreign languages, the coach deserves to be a coach!

"What?" Luo Jialiang also came out, and the security guards in the factory also rushed out.

"A few of you. Luo Jialiang pointed to several squad leaders. "Organize people to put out the fire!"

Naturally, there are fire prevention measures in the workshop, and more importantly, most of the machines are made of iron. It's not easy to burn it, and Luo Jialiang certainly didn't think about it so much. All he wanted was to avenge his brothers first, and since there was only one Porotel left, Luo Jialiang thought that he would have to fight the fire in the workshop later!

"Okay. ”

As the battle in front ended, the workers living in the staff dormitory in the factory also came out one after another. Since there is no danger, it is not bad to go to the fire and show loyalty.

"Today I admit it, let's do it. Porotel was also a bachelor, seeing that Uncle Wen and Luo Jialiang were there, he just put on a defensive posture, and then waited for someone to come up and fight him.

"Give you a chance. Uncle Wen said in a low voice. "If you can beat him, I'll let you go. Uncle Wen chuckled.

"Really?" Borotel looked at Uncle Wen in surprise.

"Of course. Uncle Wen nodded. "But you have to tell who is behind you. ”

"It's not going to work. Porotel shook his head without hesitation.

"You're a mercenary from the Middle East, right?" Uncle Wen didn't mean to be angry at all, as if Porotel said that it was no problem.

"Do you need me to answer this question?" said Porottel sneered. "Are there any Arabic speakers in the world, who are mercenaries at the same time, except for people from the Arab region?"

"Since you are a mercenary, you must also know what the consequences of the failure of the mission are, right?" Uncle Wen looked at Porotel for a long time.

"Who the hell are you?" Porrotel's brow tightened.

"And you are the only member of the mission team, so after you go back, will you still be alive?" Uncle Wen didn't care about Borotel's frowning at all.

"This ......" Porotel bowed his head and said no more. Uncle Wen's tone was very calm, but the words he said in this calm tone caused an uproar in Borotel's heart.

"What if I lose?" said Porotel suddenly looking up at Uncle Wen.

"If you lose, tell me who is behind you, and then you die, but your family, I will have someone to help settle it. Uncle Wen said with a smile.

"Okay, I promise you. Porotel nodded. "But I have one condition. ”

"Tell me about it. Uncle Wen nodded.

"If I win, I'll tell you what's behind it, and I'll join you, and you'll keep me and my family safe!" Borotel whispered.

"Come, rock-paper-scissors, and if you win, I'll promise you this condition. Uncle Wen stretched out his hand, then raised his eyebrows at Borotel, signaling him to prepare as well.

"No, I'll fight you, and if I can hold out for a minute, you promise my terms. If I lose, I will not only tell me who is behind it, but I will also hand over my bank card to you. But I hope you can leave money for my two children and wife to protect them...... Don't die. At this, there was a hint of pleading in Porotel's tone.

"No, I promise you. Uncle Wen nodded suddenly. "Let's get started. ”

"Thank you. Although he was a little puzzled by Uncle Wen's sudden agreement to his own thing, he was able not to fight against this person who was a little breathless with his momentum alone, and Porotel was also relieved in his heart.

"Coach, what's the situation?" because Uncle Wen and Borotel were communicating in Arabic, and the group of security guards next to them were all in a fog. However, after hearing that Uncle Wen could talk to others so fluently in foreign languages, his admiration for Uncle Wen gradually spread among this group of security guards.

"That's right. Uncle Wen briefly said the content of the conversation with Borotel, and then whispered. "Fight well, cripple, and then keep it to tell the information. ”

"Okay. Luo Jialiang nodded, and walked towards Borotel with his stick.

One with a dagger, the other with an iron rod. One is in high spirits, the other is in a series of setbacks, and the morale is completely lost.

The two fought for less than two minutes, Luo Jialiang roared, and the iron rod swept through thousands of troops. Directly swept Borotel out with the dagger.

"Captain wins!" cheered from the crowd around him, and Porotel was dead gray. After seeing Uncle Wen, he smiled bitterly and then sat on the ground.

"Okay, let's talk about it. Uncle Wen nodded at Luo Jialiang, and then turned his head to look at Porotel.

"Who our leader is, no one knows, because he always wears a mask. We generally call him Roland's Blade. And now the mercenaries in the Middle East are basically absorbed by several major forces. In normal times, they basically do their own thing. But when there is a task, it is necessary to assemble at the designated place according to the instructions of the leader. Porotel simply stated his organization. "And this time the task publisher is ......"

There was a muffled "poof...... and a red hole appeared in Porotel's brow. There was still helplessness on his face.

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Yesterday's fifth watch almost killed me...... It's a little later today.

By the way, I wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day~ hehe.