Xu Cheng feels very sorry for himself, he doesn't want money to cover you, but he doesn't want to take refuge one by one.

Eh, it's rare that he once wanted to do good deeds with compassion, but he wasn't accepted.

The most hateful thing is that all the people who came here to ask were the 'Falcon Mercenary Group'?

I knew that Xu Cheng had put the head of the head of the Falcon Mercenary Regiment at the gate for them to watch.

Seeing that the entire mercenary land put aside grievances and alliances with each other in this season, they didn't make a request for the alliance here, and when a passer-by passed by here and asked for water, he warned them: "Everyone else is busy running away from the alliance, you little temple is still here and don't know how to take the initiative to go to the door to ask for the alliance, you are dead, the competition will come in a week, and you will know that you are wrong at that time." ”

As the competition approached, Xu Cheng felt that the diamond raw materials he had excavated had to be disposed of, otherwise the mine would be unsafe if it was discovered.

"I'll be away for three days, Luo Yi Li Wei, you guys keep this place well." Xu Cheng carried a large bag of diamond raw materials and said to his subordinates and others: "There is no way to transport them out at present, I took them out and disposed of these goods, you should be careful." ”

Luo Yi nodded: "Brother Cheng, are you okay alone?" ”

Mario was also worried: "Brother Cheng, can you get out?" Now during the winter, those people need money for food, and they will come out to do anything, and there will be any metamorphosis. ”

He felt that he finally had the backbone, and with Xu Cheng, their alien mercenary group was even more on the table, so he still didn't want the boss to be in danger.

But Xu Cheng has made up his mind, it is very unsafe to keep so many rough stones here, and secondly, there are many people, so he has to take out this batch and deal with it as soon as possible.

Others don't force it, after all, he is the boss.

Xu Cheng drove a pickup truck, with 50 pounds of diamond raw materials tied up in a pack, smoking a cigarette with one hand, and driving towards the border of the mercenary land with the other, playing nostalgic rock music, Xu Cheng was blowing the wind and sand, not to mention, the days were still exquisite. He is not suitable for those comfortable and comfortable lives, maybe he is still young now, and he will not be able to enjoy the time period, so he will fight more for the future.

Everywhere in this mercenary land, he will meet those vehicles on the way, just like someone told them before, now they are all in alliance for the winter, this competition is not a joke, it is really a real war to practice, the people here are dead, and those viewers in the world will not feel distressed to condemn other countries, this is a place of exile.

The Land of Exile naturally has the best talents.

When I was refueling in a supermarket in a truce zone city in Xucheng and buying a bottle of soda to drink, I saw several thieves in the corner trying their best to steal things, Xu Cheng ignored it, this is the case here, and there are more scum prostitutes in the truce zone who don't pay and rob prostitutes of money.

In those years, prostitutes had to pay for the truce zone to be protected.

Walking out of the supermarket, you can see several scenes of each other beating each other on the street.

But it's not surprising at all, this is the chaotic mercenary land, I don't like it here, but I don't dislike it, in Xu Cheng's words, at least there are not so many intrigues here, everything is determined by the size of the fist to determine the attitude of speaking, the volume of the voice and the tone of speech.

As soon as he came out of the supermarket, Xu Cheng encountered something that made him cry and laugh, his car was pickpocketed!

"Awesome!" Xu Cheng had to give a thumbs up to all kinds of talents this year, he only went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of soda, and in less than 2 minutes, the car was gone in the blink of an eye.

OK!

It's a mercenary land!

Xu Cheng can only say that he underestimated that his Ford pickup truck is worth 100,000 US dollars here, it can be said that in the land of mercenaries, there is a big difference between having a car and not having a car, most of them only have a car, and those scattered people have the money to buy it, they are all robbed.

But what made him wonder the most was that he parked his car at the gas station and filled it up, how could this be stolen by people?

"Where's my car? Someone stole it, and you didn't warn it? ”

The old man at the gas station raised his eyebrows and said, "Who knows, we thought it was your friend and needed to help you adjust the monitoring?" ”

"No need." Xu Cheng turned his head and turned on the perspective eye, looking for his car directly, as long as it had not driven more than three kilometers outside the city, he could see it.

It's only been two minutes, and according to the speed of less than 7 seconds of acceleration in 100 meters, the car is expected to go within a kilometer.

Xu Cheng soon went to the west of the city and saw the shadow of his car.

He pulled his leg and ran in that direction.

After the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked car thief counted the money and stuffed it into his bag, after passing shoulders with Xu Cheng, the car thief's cloth bag had already appeared in Xu Cheng's hand, and he laughed contemptuously: "Compare your hand speed with me?" ”

The car thief walked more than ten meters before he found that the small cloth bag in his bag was missing.

His face changed, and when he came back to his senses carefully, he was immediately alert to the person who passed by him.

He quickly turned around and ran after him.

Xu Cheng came to a car repair shop, threw the car thief's cloth bag over, and said, "The car just now is not for sale." ”

A few big guys who were repairing the car stopped what they were doing, and they looked at the money in their bags, and officially used the car thief as the amount of money for the pickup truck just now.

"Do you know the rules? We are not a pawn shop here, and if you sell it, you can't redeem it. ”

Xu Cheng pointed to the amount of 30,000 yuan in the cloth bag and said, "Then how can you say that you also give the market price of 80,000 or 90,000, is 30,000 yuan less?" ”

"30,000 yuan is the market price of this car, if you don't believe it, you can check it on the official website of General Motors." Soldiers from several repair shops played scoundrels.

"I'm talking about the market price in the Mercenary Lands!" Xu Cheng reminded.

"Market price?" Someone scoffed: "Then it also depends on who sells to whom, do you know which mercenary group we are?" ”

As he spoke, the big guys showed the tattoos on their arms.

Cobra.

The eighth mercenary in the world!

"Let me tell you, if this is not a truce zone, let's not talk about giving you money, how can you tolerate us if you directly rob your car? Get out of here as soon as you get the money, the truce zone rules that you are not allowed to use your guns, but there is no rule that you are not allowed to use your fists, and it is better to roll as far as possible while we are not emotional. ”

Xu Cheng thought, yes, since he was in a truce zone, he didn't want to make a big move so as not to attract attention.

These grandsons are sure that as long as they get out of the truce, he will turn them into waste snakes without venom.

Xu Cheng went around and opened the driver's seat, went inside, took out his raw materials from the underground floor and left, the car was not for the time being.

However, the big man suddenly closed the driver's door and closed Xu Cheng directly inside.

"You don't understand people, do you? Since this car is sold, it is ours, including anything in the car, what is the bag in your hand? ”

Bang!

Xu Cheng kicked the car door with a brutal and rude kick, and kicked the big guy directly away!

"Let me see if your fists match your tone."

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