Chapter 220

Mercenary regardless of country, maybe a mercenary team of hundreds of people are from all over the world, maybe they have murderers, maybe also have real military origin.

But their fate is the same, either kill the enemy, or be killed!

This is a very real world. Mercenaries are paid high salaries, from thousands of dollars a month to millions of dollars a month, from which we can see the value of human life.

Maybe you haven't got the monthly salary of thousands of beauties, you have become the cannon fodder in the war. Maybe you are lucky to survive in the war, get a huge salary, and be killed by ruthless shells before you can spend it.

When ye Lingfeng appeared in this land, it was three days later!

In Syria, there are government armed forces, naturally there are no weak anti-government armed forces, and there are also a small number of local armed forces, large and small, which are not under jurisdiction. Almost every day, the country is going to war.

Maybe people in peaceful countries who are watching soap operas with potato chips on the sofa will never know that there are still places full of smoke in this era.

In fact, the so-called County town near the border is not big. Because of the war, it doesn't look prosperous at all. There are no pedestrians on the streets, and only mercenaries passing by occasionally.

Ye Lingfeng, like those professional mercenaries, was dressed in standard combat clothes, armed with spikes on his legs and pistols around his waist. If he was in China, I'm afraid he would be stopped by countless police as soon as he dared to show up.

It's different here. No one looks at him, because his dress is too normal in this country.

The whole country, most of the territory is without jurisdiction, many places have mercenaries from all over the world, these mercenaries who live on the edge of the knife do not know what will happen tomorrow, they will only live well in the present.

If they have money to gamble, whether they will die tomorrow is not their consideration.

Ye Lingfeng didn't go to provoke the meat eaters, so he went directly into a shop to buy cigarettes.

The shops here are not the Chinese snack shops. A pack of cigarettes can cost several times as much. For example, a pack of cigarettes with the local name of Luke, at most, is the price of Hongmei. It sells 15 US dollars for a pack. Yes, it's US dollars!

And there's everything in the store, bread, beer, cigarettes, bullets, pistols, even grenades.

After all, this is a shop that can survive the war. It can't do without a certain wrist.

There are several tables in the shop. At least ten or twenty mercenaries are drinking and fighting inside. When ye Lingfeng enters the shop, almost all the mercenaries look at them. However, ye Lingfeng looks as usual and doesn't even look at these guys.

Those mercenaries may see that ye Lingfeng is not easy to provoke, so they continue to drink after a look.

Walking out of the shop, ye Lingfeng draws out a cigarette and lights it. Instead of leaving immediately, he stands at the door of the shop and smokes. There is not much information from Lodi. The only thing he can be sure is that rose was designed and finally fell into a trap. The place is in Syria.

As for who is responsible for them, Lodi is not clear. After all, there are too many forces in this chaotic place of Syria. But Lodi said let Ye Lingfeng go to a place called ebony. He said it was the place where rose and they were captured.

After smoking a cigarette, ye Lingfeng's addiction to smoking for a long time has been solved temporarily. Instead of leaving, he turns around and walks into the shop again.

In the shop, the man who had been smoking at the counter of the shop glanced at Ye Lingfeng and then continued to smoke.

The mercenaries stopped drinking when they saw the guy coming in again. When they saw each other coming straight, they frowned and touched the guns on the table.

One of the more burly and dark mercenaries gave Ye Lingfeng a bad look. Maybe this guy is not afraid of death. He patted the table and stood up.

However, he soon found that the guy who was two or three meters away from him did not know when he had come to him, and a hand had been pinched on his neck.

Suffocation made the big mercenary stare with fear, while the calm man didn't have the slightest look fluctuation.

The other mercenaries in the shop immediately changed their faces and grabbed the guns on the table. The fastest guy had already raised his AK, but the next moment there was a gunshot and a bullet ran into his eyebrow.

When everyone's heart jumped, the man said directly, "who moves again, die!"

The murderous spirit pervaded the whole shop, and nearly twenty mercenaries all trembled. Although they had killed many people, they were not afraid of death. Every day, they pinned their heads on their waistbands. But looking at the calm man, they had an unspeakable fear.

Although these people are not afraid of death, no one is willing to be a bird. What's more, the calm man gives them a kind of fear, so although all of them touch their guns, no one dares to move them.This is a really terrible man! This is what all the mercenaries think at the same time. In fact, although they are mercenaries, they know how terrible some real experts are.

King of war! All of them are strong enough to pick up the entire mercenary team of hundreds of people. For example, there is an awe inspiring and frightening existence in the mercenary world, scorpion! An elite mercenary, who had avenged his dead brother, did not hesitate to confront the famous Arthur mercenary regiment. In the end, he uprooted the mercenary regiment with thousands of mercenaries in ten days.

With the power of one person, ignoring the thousand army, this achievement is enough to make it a myth in the mercenary world.

Of course, the mercenaries didn't believe that this boy was a scorpion, but they thought that this man's aura was too terrible. Maybe he was as powerful as a scorpion.

"Let me ask you something. How can I get to Wushan?" Ye Lingfeng sees that he shakes these guys who are not afraid of death, and then asks calmly.

However, ye Lingfeng, who originally thought that many people would know a place name, never thought that none of the people present knew it. Or at last, the shop owner, who only cares about smoking, said faintly, "Wushan, it's 50 kilometers from here, southwest! Last month, a group of people came to inquire about the whereabouts of Wushan. "