Chapter 2038

"Ton ton ton... Ah!"

Wade looked up, drained a bottle of beer in his hand, beckoned to the weasel for another bottle.

It's been a good few months. I became a mercenary. Although there were some ups and downs in the first single task, there was no problem in the end. Then I got better. I did the tasks again and again to make quick money. I began to live a cool life with wine and drunk today.

During this period, he was very diligent and made tens of thousands of dollars, but the deposit still did not exist.

His money was used to fund the girl who had fallen into the bar. He was good-looking, generous, and could tell very cheap jokes. His sisters liked him very much and called him "big fish".

In addition to many prostitutes, he also made many new friends.

For example, the man who wears a Prajna mask drinking with a straw not far away is a good swordsman. He has a special ability to hear the sound of muscle fibers being cut off by a sharp blade, which makes his hand holding sushi a masterpiece.

When Wade saw him, the Japanese man nodded to him politely. After all, being a mercenary was only a part-time job. His job was to open a sushi restaurant. The mercenaries had money. It was much easier to attract customers here.

The 77 year old man nodding off at the wall is one of the legends on the road. If he had not suffered from Parkinson's disease and Alzheimer's disease and needed to go out in a wheelchair with a urine bag, he would have lived a very smart life.

Wade grinned a little disgusted as he watched the old man's trembling left hand holding a beer cup and pushing the urine bag in his right hand to his mouth.

There is also a black beauty at the end of the bar, code named "widow ebony". She was once a trump agent of Nigeria, the largest country in Africa. She came here to pursue the American dream and became a mercenary.

It's just that she's dead now, yes, I'm right. She's sitting there with her muscles stiff, bleeding from her seven orifices, and she's dead in the dazed light.

Wade sighed. He had already told her that her code name would cause trouble. The original black widow is an assassin of the aegis Bureau. How can you, a foreigner, fight against such big organizations?

In silence for his colleagues, and to show the black widow, who may still be lurking there, that he didn't want to meddle, Wade picked up the bottle and took a sip.

He didn't know the names of these new friends, but did the names of mercenaries matter?

When entering the trade code is often accompanied by a lifetime of things.

Wade doesn't have a code name for the moment. He hasn't thought about it well. He has been wavering between "handsome Wade" and "beautiful Wilson", because he thinks these short words are not enough to describe his excellence. But if the code is too long, how can customers remember it?

The guy who cleans up vomit with a mop next to the vending machine is an example. He is actually a mercenary, and his code name is "the hunter called by the fox because the monkey doesn't spit out the grape skin after eating its grapes.".

As an individual, Wade appreciates his creativity and artistic spirit.

However, the code name is too hard to remember! This also led to this guy can't receive the order at all. He is very poor. He has to clean the bar to pay for his drinking. He is bald.

"Mr. Wilson, how are you thinking?"

When it comes to baldness, the man sitting next to him smiles and asks him. This man is wearing a white shirt and a black suit, and the light from the top of the stage is reflected on his forehead.

The dazed Wade regained his consciousness. He blinked his eyes: "hmm? What did you say

The other party seems to have a good temper. Even if the mercenary in front of him is obviously completely distracted, he has no opinion, but simply repeats his commission:

"our boss's new pony has been robbed. If you can get it back, it will be $10000."

"It's a fool. Don't think I don't know what to do. Any pony worth grabbing by mercenaries must be horse racing. Is that a million dollar goods, or is your boss's horse a rainbow pony toy?"

Wade was a little excited when he heard about the Commission, but maybe we could talk about the price. He took over the contract pushed by the other party from the bar. After the contract suffered a loss, he went to a training class and studied the contract law carefully:

"Oh, your boss is Arab. It's a Middle East custom to treat wives and concubines as property like donkeys and horses. Well, people are not worth it Money, then 10000 dollars is a fair price, but why me? "

"Of course, it's because of your good comments." The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and opened an app called "mercenary review network." he said, "see? In the past, many of your customers gave you five-star reviews on this software, praising your strong ability. "

Of course, there are also some bad comments, but only a small part, obviously not in the way.

It is worth noting that most of them are anonymous female clients who claim that the "additional services" are worth the money.

"And something like that?" Wade grabs his cell phone and looks at it. Gradually, a dirty smile appears on his face: "this software... Is good."

The other party took back the mobile phone, raised the contract again and shook it to the mercenary: "well, in short, that's it. Is it considered now?""He won't pick me up!"

Just as Wade was about to put on a show to see if he could raise the price, a big hand suddenly came from behind him and took away the stack of contracts.

Turning around, he turned out to be a masked man with a height of more than two meters and dressed like a Mexican wrestler.

This is the business of robbing. Mercenaries sometimes act like taxi drivers. The competition is very fierce.

"If the goal of the task is unique, even if it is an open task, there will only be one winner in the end, unless there is a man and a woman, or a pair of fags, or two robots, or... '

" no! "

Wade shook his head. His thinking was too biased. There were people choking. How could he think of all kinds of exceptions?

It seems that I am too smart, my brain is too active!

"Brother, it's not good for you to do business with me." Wade stood up from the bar stool with a sneer, cocked up his feet, pulled out a. 22 pistol from his shoe and slapped it on the bar.

The atmosphere around became heavy, the weasel in the bar secretly emptied an ice bucket, buckled the bucket on his head like a helmet and shrank into a corner.

Murder is forbidden in the Marguerite sisters' bar, but in other words, as long as no one is killed, anything will do.

Even if you can't get along with someone and cut them into skeletons, it's not a problem as long as the skeleton has a breath before it's taken out of the bar.

As for the cutting off of limbs, cutting open the abdomen to remove organs, smashing the whole body bone leading to high paraplegia and so on, it's a little too much to say that these are also trivial. It's a medium meaning. You can do this here.

Mercenaries eat a bowl of rice with a knife edge and lick blood. They are not good at skills. They deserve to die.

Wade shot a pistol to deter such a savage as the other party. The times have changed. His size and strength are mostly useless. He has a gun drop!

However, the other side looked at the lady's pistol, and a disdainful smile appeared under the gaudy Mexican wrestling mask. The backhand took off an M40 grenade launcher from his back and "bang" it on the bar.

The gap between the small pistol and the launcher is almost indescribable. The other side holds the contract, raises his chin and looks at the short wade through his nostrils.

The golden haired mercenary's Adam's Adam's neck was raised and he swallowed.

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