Chapter 565

Who will come to the secret meeting room?

Who can make lieutenant baras respect him like this?

More than a dozen mercenaries were stunned when they saw Lieutenant balas standing behind the door and waving a salute from the corner of their eyes.

Soon they saw the answer.

Three people filed into the conference room. The one in front was an enchanting young woman wearing a red backless dress and red leather sandals with bandages and high heels.

Behind her, there was a man who was two meters tall, exposed a clump of black chest hair and looked like a gorilla.

The third one suddenly became shorter (much shorter than the beast). He was a man. Yushu Linfeng was definitely a handsome man in Europe and America. He just looked at him with a dark color. He had the illusion of being stared at by a rattlesnake.

Kaka, Kaka's high-heeled shoes stepped on the concrete floor and made a beautiful sound. The woman in red dress walked directly to the chair where Lieutenant balas usually sat, held the conference table with both hands and glanced at the people slowly. Then she opened her lips and said faintly, "sit down."

No one moved, let alone sat down, even without blinking their eyes. Like deaf people, they didn't hear the words of beautiful women, and they disdained to obey her orders.

"Special, all deaf, sit down!"

The gorilla man smiled grimly and put his hand on a woman's shoulder.

This is a black female soldier in her thirties. She is thin, that is, more than one meter and five points. The man is as huge as King Kong in front of her - after he makes efforts, the female soldier bites her lips and holds her hands on the table, trying to resist the pressure of the gorilla.

"Well, beast, don't test them any more. They are all qualified."

Just as the female soldier's lips were bitten and bleeding by herself, the beauty in red dress spoke.

"Hey, hey, balas, it seems that you still have your heart."

The beast loosened the female soldier's shoulder, turned and grinned at Lieutenant balas, full of neat big white teeth, shining with Sen Han's light.

"Sit down!"

Lieutenant Ballas spoke now.

With a crash, just as everyone stood up together just now, he sat down together with Lieutenant balas's order, and always looked up at his comrades in arms opposite, expressionless.

They only obey the orders of lieutenant balas, no matter when, where, and who they abide by. This is an iron rule, and no one dares to resist.

"Let me introduce you. These three are the founders of the coyote mercenary corps and our big boss behind the scenes."

Lieutenant balas's introduction was quite straightforward, and then he shouted in a deep voice: "salute!"

A dozen mercenaries who had just sat down stood up again, waved and half turned around and looked at the three beasts.

This time, whether it was an open beast, a rattlesnake in a suit, or a coquettish landlady, they raised their hands and saluted their men with a very serious attitude: the rules were set by themselves. Since their men strictly followed them, they had no reason to break them.

"His name is beast, his name is rattlesnake, and my name is landlady."

The self introduction after the landlady put down her hand is also quite characteristic: "as for who is the boss of the coyote mercenary corps, you don't have to think about it. All you need to know is that I am your boss's wife, and all of you have to obey my orders, which is enough. "

"OK, everybody sit down. Next, we began to discuss business issues. "

Without waiting for everyone to fully understand the meaning of her words, the landlady pressed down her small hand and took the lead in sitting down.

Everyone, including Lieutenant balas and the beast, sat upright in their chairs and looked sideways at the coquettish little face.

"I believe everyone should be very clear. The arrival of the three of us is enough to prove the importance of this business."

Said the landlady, taking out a cigarette and holding it in her mouth.

The beast immediately picked up the lighter and lit it for her with a slap.

The Russian lieutenant was able to answer the phone four hours ago, but it was a pity that the Russian Lieutenant continued to contact balas before the imperial group

"It's interesting. They're enemies."

The landlady smiled and said, "maybe it's to compete for an important document. As for what the document is and where it is, it doesn't matter to us. "

After playing the cigarette ash, the landlady's smile converged and said faintly, "we just need to help the Americans deal with the Russians. But it is certain that the Russians will quickly look for other mercenaries after they fail to contact us. Therefore, this business must be a tragic collision between mercenaries. "

The landlady raised her hand. Lieutenant balas immediately took out a notebook and opened it -- a river appeared on the wall.

"This river originates from the Cotswold mountain Thames River in southwest England. The southwest is also the battlefield with the most complex terrain and can best adapt to the operations of small mercenary groups."

The landlady pointed to the picture on the wall with her playful fingers and said, "the people of the iron mountain Empire told us that we only need to block the mercenaries found by the Russians for three days, so that they can't get close to the river bank, and our task will be completed. They have said hello to the British side, so in the next few days, no innocent civilians will enter your hunting sight. "

As long as the living people you can see are not your comrades in arms, you must destroy them at the first time!

This is the final meaning of what the landlady said.

"According to our judgment, the Russians are likely to hire the tigers who have been shining in Eastern Europe recently."

The landlady looked at Lieutenant balas, who immediately hit the keyboard. An Asian man appeared on the screen, very tough.

"I believe everyone should have heard of this man's name. His name is Wu Xiuhua, a South Vietnamese. He is the founder and head of the LTTE. South Vietnam's most elite retired special forces instructors and mercenaries are mainly composed of Dongyang, South Vietnam, the Northern Dynasty and Chinese. "

"In a sense, this is a confrontation between the most powerful mercenaries of the East and the west, which is related to the future market share. If we lose -- "

When the landlady said this, she slowly scanned the faces of all her men before saying, "there will be no more Coyote mercenaries in the future."

Before her voice fell, the black female soldier who had just been pressed by the beast on her shoulder immediately raised her right hand.

The landlady nodded, "you say."

The female soldier stood up and said in a cold voice, "the losers can only be Asians."

"Why do you say that?"

The landlady asked with great interest.

The female soldier still said expressionless, "Oriental people can't compare with us in terms of physical flexibility, resistance to attack, blood and so on. They only eat the meat after it is cooked. They only enjoy delicious food, but ignore nutrition. Therefore, they become sentimental and soft hearted. "

"What you said is very reasonable."

The landlady nodded again and said slowly, "but I think you'd better quit this task."

"Why?"

The female soldier was stunned and asked.

"Because you have committed the great taboo of belittling the enemy and forget the top ten special forces countries in the world, Asia has occupied three seats, namely, Huaxia, the first, Nanyue, the third, and the Northern Dynasty, the eighth."

The landlady narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the girl and said with a sneer, "especially the mercenary corps with the participation of Chinese people, you never know how cold-blooded and terrible they are."

Fang Yuan didn't think he was terrible, but he thought he was very likable.

Otherwise, EVA, two beautiful Russian girls, would not wear a super sexy bikini with spring on her eyebrows when he took a comfortable bath.

Especially when looking at the bath, she is more greedy than a female wolf.

They really want to play mandarin ducks in the water with my uncle.

Fang Yuan doesn't want to play.

Even if he lost his memory, he didn't want to fool around with Katyusha on his back with these two beautiful girls on a very easy night -- wouldn't it be a humanoid planter?

So, when EVA had the courage, giggled and raised her beautiful little feet to step into the bath, Fang Yuan had to say a very hurtful word gently: "Alas, I promised you, miss, never touch you."

EVA's charming smile on their faces immediately solidified, then looked at him deeply with a sad face, and retreated out of the bathroom door.

"Is it silly of me not to touch the beauty?"

Fang Yuan comfortably lay on the water pillow, lifted his left foot out of the water, shook it slightly, and the two small silver bells filled with water rang.

Suddenly, Mr. Fang's thoughts welled up and said in a loud voice, "little beauty's embroidered shoes, red yarn and white jade gums, mandarin ducks splashed in the water and were turned over, whispering out of the window -- good poetry, good poetry, really special good poetry, how can I make such a beautiful poem? In other words, man, this foot doesn't seem to go with embroidered shoes? "

Just as Fang Yuan stared at his left foot and kept shaking the little silver bell, wondering how he could make such a beautiful poem, the door of the bathroom opened again.

Fang Yuan didn't have to look back. She could also hear from the footsteps of the cat walking around her toes that this was EVA. She shook her head with a headache. When she was about to tell the girl that he was not a good man who stole people behind his wife, the beautiful girl whispered, "uncle, Walter called you."

"Oh, why did he call me and help Katyusha check the post? Tut, tut, you see, we're lucky to keep our innocence, otherwise I really have no face to see people. "

Mr. Fang, who was not present with Katyusha, completely returned to his nature of always talking nonsense. He turned over, fell on the edge of the bath and raised his right hand.

EVA didn't give him the cell phone, but knelt xuenen's knee on the floor, leaned over and put the cell phone that opened the answer button on Mr. Fang's left ear.

In this way, uncle Fang can enjoy her "unique scenery here" while talking on the phone.

Maybe uncle Fang will let her go to the bath and "enjoy" it after she calls?

But EVA was disappointed.

Because after answering Walter's phone, Fang Yuan closed his eyes and lay motionless on the bath as if he were dead.

"Uncle."

After waiting for three or four minutes, EVA whispered with some worry.

Fang Yuan opened his eyes and smiled: "go and call yaksky."