The sudden appearance of such an outlaw made the armed organization in the town full of vigilance, and under the gaze of the eyeliner, he watched Ge Zhen walk into the mercenary gathering place in the west of the town.

The mercenaries gathered in a dilapidated courtyard, where a group of mercenaries dressed in various camouflage uniforms drank inferior wine, spoke the most vulgar words, and laughed loudly.

"This is a beggar?" Ge Zhen muttered to himself.

Mercenaries, in his mind, should be the kind of sturdy people who wear generic camouflage uniforms, carry assault rifles, and have cigars in their mouths.

But these mercenaries in front of them are not like this at all, the camouflage uniforms they wear are even the old ones sold in domestic labor insurance stores, and some only have tops, which are torn and lost, looking greasy and dirty.

There are also guns used by these mercenaries, all of which are AKs sold on the battlefield in Afghanistan, and the wooden butts are either polished smooth and shiny, or they are badly damaged, wrapped in cloth tape, and they can barely be used.

Beggars are indeed beggars, mercenaries who do not enter the stream are no different from beggars, they are just a gun charging into battle, surviving to earn a little money, and when they die, they die, worthless.

Ge Zhen's arrival silenced the already chaotic gathering place of mercenaries, and these beggar-like fellows stared at him with glowing eyes.

"Little ladies, take off your clothes." A drunken bearded mercenary came over and said with a smile: "I want your clothes, not your chrysanthemums, hahahaha......"

The mouth was full of wine, and there was a rancid smell, which made Ge Zhen feel like he wanted to vomit.

Then, the mercenary reached out and tried to pull out his clothes.

"Smack!"

Ge Zhen grabbed his outstretched hand like lightning and snapped his right wrist back.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking sounded.

"Ahh ——”

The screams rang out almost simultaneously.

"Whoa!"

A group of mercenaries all stood up and ran menacingly.

In their opinion, they are already a group, and although there are often clashes with guns, they can still hug each other in an instant in the face of a person wearing a standard standard camouflage uniform and standard combat boots.

They are beggars and mercenaries, and the clothes Ge Zhen wears are local tyrants in their eyes.

"Where did the ladies come from, dare to come here to spread wild? Brothers, pull out his clothes and see if this guy has any birds, hahahaha...... Whoever catches his bird first will have a combat suit that's his! ”

The mercenaries immediately rushed over and attacked Ge Zhen, for them, this dress was too stylish, and they couldn't get it.

Attacked, Ge Zhen showed a mocking expression and stood there motionless.

"Whew!"

A fist smashed hard, and at the moment when it was about to make contact with his cheek, Ge Zhen reached out and grabbed it.

"Smack!"

Grab your fist and immediately slide down, clasp its wrist with your hand, and break it in reverse.

"Click!"

"Ahh …… My hand ......"

"Huh!"

One leg was pumped horizontally, and it seemed that it was going to draw Ge Zhen's ribs, even if he kept kicking the bones, it could make him lose his combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that just about to kick, he was blocked by his arm.

"Smack!"

At the same time, a dozen people's onslaught came, punching and kicking together.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

The sound of limbs colliding kept sounding, and Ge Zhen was surrounded in an instant, and it seemed that he had been beaten very miserably.

But in fact, he didn't take a hit at all, his hands and legs formed a shield in the siege, and he blocked and blocked.

These unruly mercenaries are not very powerful, and they rely on their strength completely.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

The sound continued, Ge Zhen was forced out of the door for dozens of meters, still blocking, not even having the intention of fighting back, his eyes were full of ridicule.

There was movement here, which attracted many people to watch, and among these people, Ge Zhen captured the target - Wu Long.

The real Wulong is similar to the photo, very thin and thin, the skin on his face is very bad, there are many acne, and he is put in a pile of people...... It will not be submerged in the first place.

At this time, Wu Long was accompanied by two bodyguards, looking here with great interest.

"Is this a mercenary or a bodyguard?" Wu Long asked his bodyguard with a smile.

"Bodyguard." The bodyguard next to him said: "Good at defense, the defense is not leaky, and the hand is good, but it is a little worse than us." ”

Wu Long smiled, turned his head and asked the middle-aged man Ge Zhen had met before.

"What is the origin of this man?"

"I just came, I was very well equipped, and I said I was looking for work, but I suspect it was an undercover agent sent over there." The middle-aged man pointed to the east.

"Probably not, I know the situation over there." Wu Long shook his head: "If you use an undercover agent over there, you will develop here, after all, your appearance is too conspicuous." If an assassination attempt were to be carried out, it would certainly not be made in a grand manner. ”

After saying this, Wu Long continued to look at Ge Zhen, and an indescribable playfulness and thinking flashed in his eyes.

……

"Whew! Whew! Whew! ……”

A group of unruly mercenaries gasped, they beat Ge Zhen for nearly ten minutes, and they were almost exhausted, but they were still playing left and right blocks.

"Stinky...... Call...... If you have the ability to be blocked, let's fight...... Whew......"

"Stand there...... Stand, stand, stand...... Don't run ......"

“……”

There was laughter all around, and more than a dozen mercenaries beat one by one, but they couldn't knock people down even though they were about to exhaust themselves to death.

Ge Zhen shook his head, turned around and left, he had already attracted Wu Long's attention, so he didn't bother to continue acting with these beggars.

"Stop! ——”

The mercenaries surrounded him again, and one by one they showed fierce expressions, annoyed and angry.

"Give you time to think about a sentence, and if you don't get out of here after I finish saying this, then you're welcome, hehe."

As soon as the sound landed, Ge Zhen made a bold move.

"Click! Click! ……”

"Ahh

"Whew!!"

"Ah!! ——”

“……”

The screams came and went, and more than a dozen unruly mercenaries all lay to the ground with broken bones, and all this was not even a minute.

Seeing this scene, Wu Long's pupils narrowed slightly, showing thought, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked upward, revealing a faint smile full of depth.

He walked over with two bodyguards and blocked Ge Zhen's way.

"Friend, which unit came out? Good skills. Wu Long seemed to be smiling, and a pair of eyes examined Ge Zhen from top to bottom.

"From there." Ge Zhen pointed to the east, stared at Wu Long and said with a smile: "Boss, I see that you are quite magnificent, do you need to hire someone to be a bodyguard?" ”

Wu Long smiled and held out a finger.

"A thousand dollars a day?" Ge Zhen's eyes glowed.

Greed for money is his second nature alongside outlaws.

This will already be calculated in his heart, and he will even say that he is about to forget his task: his grandmother's is 1,000 US dollars a day, 10,000 US dollars in 10 days, and 30,000 yuan a month, which is converted into RMB...... Nearly 200,000! Your uncle, the arms dealer is rich, and Lao Tzu is going to make a fortune.

This gaze was captured clearly by Wu Long, he knew this light too well, it was his belief in money, because his belief was also money.

"You're not worth the price, they're only $500 a day." Wu Long pointed to the two bodyguards beside him.

The two bodyguards took a step forward, their faces full of arrogance and their eyes full of disdain.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Ge Zhen pulled out his saber and swept it towards the bodyguard's throat with lightning speed.

With two soft sounds, the saber was withdrawn.

"Whew! ——”

The blood of the major arteries in the neck spurted wildly, forming a shocking blood-colored fountain on the left and right sides of Wulong.

Without warning, it is simply neat and vicious!

"Boss, I'm worth at least two thousand now." Ge Zhen licked his lips and smiled: "Five hundred of them each, and if I kill them, it means that I am worth a thousand." Their thousand plus mine is exactly two thousand, hehehe......"

His eyes are crazy, his hands are ruthless, and the outlaw temperament who sells his life for money is presented to the extreme in his body.

Wu Long smiled slightly, and suddenly pulled out a pistol and put it at his head: "You are a special soldier from the east, you are here to kill me." Didn't anyone tell you my nickname was Ant? Hehehe......"

"Whoa!"

The bolts of the guns were pulled around, and at least twenty rifles were pointed at Ge Zhen.

……