"No, you're typing wrong!"

"We've never contacted you."

"We're just a copy shop here, not a mercenary company......"

In that old factory, the Arctic wolf suffered heavy casualties, several died, and almost everyone who survived was injured.

However, the mercenaries were unable to find any useful clues in the attacker's body.

The weapons and equipment used by these people were varied, and several corpses were of various races, and it seemed that they were another wave of mercenaries.

The liaison of the Arctic Wolf team is a mercenary named Sampras, who is usually responsible for receiving tasks, liaising and attaching with major mercenary companies, and he is responsible for contacting Wen Liuquan and Liumangzhou before.

He was the only mercenary older than Orion in the entire team, and most of the mercenaries would call him Daddy. He was so thin that he couldn't even seem to carry a gun, but two years earlier, he could still carry a bazooka and run fast on the battlefield.

After decades of battlefield and high wear and tear on his body, his body collapsed in just a few years, and he was very old.

But even then, it was necessary to fight with a gun on his shoulder.

Because he doesn't know anything else, and he doesn't know how to live.

No wife, no family, no glory, no hometown, just a battle-torn battlefield and a group of stinky mercenary companions.

His biggest dream is to retire one day, but he doesn't know where he will go after retirement.

He had said more than once that he didn't want the other members of the Arctic Wolves to be as pathetic as he was.

And this action is their retirement plan.

They almost succeeded.

Even if they can only do one vote, 10 million dollars, even if everyone divides it, it can make most of them start again.

For this operation, each of them hung his head on the waistband of his trousers.

The mission was successful, and they kidnapped Wen Liuquan and drove the hammer man away, but they were overshadowed.

Of course, Liumangzhou will not come forward in this mission, and it is Ai Zhuo, the largest mercenary company in Liumangzhou, who contacts them.

At this point, he was the contact number provided by Eldraine.

“shit！” At this time, he almost smashed the phone in his hand, "These insidious Liumangzhou people, damnable, too hateful!" I'm xxxxxx......"

Cursed a few swear words hatefully, he asked Zhuang not far away:

"Boss...... No, King, what are we going to do? ”

At this time, Zhuang was sitting on his "Iron Throne", and Orion was standing beside him, silent.

Sampras was the one who said to him.

It's a wonderful feeling, he can switch between the two beings at any time, and he can merge into one at any time, or split into two, although he and Orion are here, but everyone looks at him, as if Orion doesn't exist, and everyone sees him, in fact, he is Orion's appearance.

Orion was completely occupied by him, and both his decisions and his sense of existence were deprived by him, and he could only act on his own when he did not make a decision, or after he had made a decision, he could directly carry it out.

It's like Zhuang is not far away, there are two different parallel worlds overlapping each other, and everyone can only see what they should see.

In fact, Zhuang is not far away from this place at all, and the existence here is only his projection, consciousness.

At this time, Zhuang's body not far away was in the manor, pinching his chin and pondering.

Although I have repeatedly told myself not to indulge in "trumpets", the manor is the ontology, and now the manor has just been upgraded, and everything is waiting to be rebuilt, anyway, Orion can't die, so just let these people fend for themselves.

He can ignore anything else, but he can't do without money!

Anyone who has played the game knows that when the trumpet first started practicing, it was the hardest because there was no starting capital.

"Since they don't admit that the deal existed, then we'll do what they want." Zhuang is not far away.

Sampras looked dazed, not knowing what he meant.

"We collected the money to drive the Hammerman away, and since we didn't receive the money, we'll send the Hammerman back." Zhuang is not far away.

"Huh?" "But you've let the big bird go...... Oh wait! ”

Sampras slapped his head suddenly, the king is a bull who can kill rocket artillery with his bare hands!

"Your Majesty, are you going to go out in person?"

"Personally?" Zhuang Buyuan pinched his chin and said, "Yes, it's okay, but it's a bit too shocking...... Hmm, let me think about it. ”

Now the trumpet is simply poor and white, there is nothing to use, how to drive away the hammer man, is still a problem.

Send a few four-winged war chickens?

The whole world knows that the four-winged war chicken is the signature of the manor, and the manor cannot be allowed to have anything to do with the four-winged war chicken.

So what to do?

Not...... Got it, go see what equipment you can give to the trumpet.

Zhuang Buyuan had just come to Rusty Island when he heard the old rumbling voice: "Don't be lazy, get busy!" You lazy hammermen! If you can't finish your work, you won't have anything to eat at night! ”

Zhuang didn't far enter the door, and he heard the rumbling sound inside, in the forging office, there were already several production lines, and it was no longer completely the previous small workshop-style operation, and a group of hammer people were being commanded by the old bang.

These hammer people are all captives from Hammer City who were captured by the manor before, except for some who were caught by the director to make movies, and the rest were thrown to the old boom for waste and reuse.

These hammer men, although their job is to be a guard, but they are workers by nature, under the old booming turnip and stick, they quickly recognized their own situation, and obediently contributed to the construction of the manor.

"Master, why are you here?" Seeing that Zhuang was not far away, Lao Bang hurriedly walked over.

Zhuang waved his hand from a distance, signaling that he was just looking casually.

In several factories of the forging institute, Lao Bang himself occupied a large area, where there were all kinds of strange things they were studying.

Zhuang didn't look far away and saw the disassembled war dogs, the construction machinery being assembled, and all kinds of chaotic vehicles.

"Hmm, what is this?" Zhuang Buyuan suddenly saw a car in the corner, five pairs of load-bearing wheels that were very familiar, but there were no guns on them, but flat armor.

"This is an armored personnel carrier." Old Rumble.

Zhuang didn't blink, waiting for the old boom to explain.

"This ......" Old Bang Bang scratched his head and said, "I saw this thing on TV, and I think this thing should be easy to make, and if it is sold, it may be able to generate income for the manor, so I will build one." ”

"But then I heard...... It doesn't seem to sell well in the state......"

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