"Berg, Berg, you want to avenge me! ”

To the surprise of many people, Locks, who flew thirty or forty meters away, was still alive, and was helped back by a comrade-in-arms, and he was still in spirit.

A raincoat was completely tattered, and he could no longer block the rain, and the whole person turned into a soup chicken, to be precise, it should be a muddy water chicken.

The leader of the black mercenaries said angrily, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

Take revenge on your own financier, don't you want to be mixed?

Although some mercenary teams will treacherously kill their employers, without exception, the reputation of these mercenaries has been completely discredited, and no one wants to deal with them at all, and finally all of them have become out-and-out bandits.

The black mercenary leader would never allow such a thing to happen to his team, and since he came out to mix, he naturally had to firmly grasp the long-term business.

The answer to which is more important, short-term or long-term, is obvious.

"I'm in luck!"

Locks smirked, afraid that his brain had been broken.

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, although he picked up a small life, he still couldn't avoid some internal injuries.

As soon as he saw that he was spurting blood, he immediately shouted in panic.

"Berg, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, oh my God! Please help me send the rest of the money to Tina, I guess there is one or two thousand euros left, tell her that I love her, find a bastard and marry her sooner, don't remember me for the rest of my life, and send a message to Ravi guy, 'Fuck-You, you old vampire with a black heart!'

After confessing his last words, Locks laughed maniacally a few times and spurted another mouthful of blood.

"'Butcher', show Locks, you're just one of Tina's spare tires smashed by that little, don't think too much, as for Ravi, I'll tell him that, that's exactly what I want to say. ”

Berg, the leader of the black mercenaries, called the doctors in the team, this is the last lifeline for everyone, and if he is injured, he may have a chance to pick up his life.

Ravi is the business introducer of the Wolf's Tooth Cross, in fact, he is an agent, and he also acts as an intelligence dealer, and he has a wide range of contacts, otherwise he would not be able to do such a job.

This middle-aged greasy man does not only have the mercenaries of the Wolf's Tooth Cross under his hands, but also five other mercenary teams to take tasks from him, and each task has to take at least 30% of the commission.

Regardless of success or failure, it is all thirty percent, and the mercenaries who are fighting for their lives with their heads are scolded as vampires in private, and they really don't need to shout wronged at all.

"Come on, come on, put this guy down for me!"

The "butcher", the team doctor of the Wolf's Tooth Cross, rushed over with a large backpack on his back.

The comrade-in-arms who was originally supporting Locks pressed the goods into the muddy water.

Locks spat mud and grumbled angrily, "Bastard, do you want to drown me?"

"Shut up! ”

The team doctor "butcher" did a simple examination on him, and finally clapped his hands, hung the stethoscope back around his neck, patted Locks' face, and said: "Okay, talk less, rest more, you can live for another twenty years, if you don't die on the battlefield." ”

He is an experienced unlicensed doctor, very confident in his skills, as for his license to practice or something, it was revoked as early as ten years ago, so it is all floating clouds.

"Am I not going to die? Don't lie to me!"

Locks didn't want to admit that he didn't read much, he dropped out of school in the third grade of elementary school, followed his brother on the streets, robbed elementary school students of pocket money, until his brother was beaten to death, he was displaced all the way, picked up garbage, worked as a thief, mixed with * society, and finally became a mercenary, until today.

"Do you have any money to lie to you? Why don't you pay me a thousand euros and promise to lie down for a week and be able to jump around like a rabbit." ”

The team doctor "butcher" was reluctant to say that as long as he recuperated for a week, most of such internal injuries could be recovered, and as for the rest, it was not worth mentioning for a mercenary.

"No way, I don't have any money, I don't have a big ......"

Locks began to cry poor, completely ignoring his previous "last words" and giving his girlfriend 2,000 euros.

"Find a stretcher, carry Locks away, and we'll get out!"

The leader of the black mercenaries ignored the chattering Locks and directed the start of preparations for the evacuation.

Seeing that the mercenaries were gone, the remaining armed men looked at each other, and they scattered in unison, leaving only a mess.

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In the military jeep, Diana, who was sitting in the passenger seat, didn't understand why Li Bai wanted to make deals with those low-level mercenaries, couldn't those regular businessmen do it?

It stands to reason that the latter should be more channeled.

Obviously, the dollar bill that had just been thrown out was a waste.

Li Bai glanced to the side and said, "Anna, you must be wondering?"

Mao Mei didn't fiddle with those cities in front of her, but showed her true side, and he couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye.

"Yes, there are so many people, why do you want to find them? ”

To tell the truth, Diana knew that the few large mercenary teams that ate on the African continent should be called security companies or security companies, far better than the motley mercenary teams encountered today.

Once it has developed to a certain extent, these mercenary teams will turn from gray to white and become completely formalized.

Just like the Americans' Blackwater International, it is actually a mercenary, because of its high starting point, it doesn't need to be washed at all, and it can expand and take on more related business in a grand manner.

"I said it was random by chance, do you believe it?"

Li Bai also thought of where to do it, if he hadn't met it by chance, he wouldn't have had a business relationship with that mercenary team.

Cast a wide net, collect more fish, and choose the best, anyway, he will not only identify the mercenary he encountered today.

What's more, to give a little sweetness, most of the behind-the-scenes forces who peep at the claws of monsters will feel a little tricky, at least using mercenaries to do things, it is very likely that they will do useless work.

Mercenaries originally recognize money but not people, if it is more than money, Li Bai is not false, and the problem that can be solved with money is still called a problem?

No matter who makes money with Li Bai, I'm afraid they will have a headache.

It's just that what this guy can't use up is cash flow, and it's completely unreasonable to smash it.

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