Battlefield Contract Worker

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Lin Rui frowned, "Is the news reliable?"

"Silver Wolf got information from South America. You know he has a wide range of contacts in South America." Long Zhengwu shrugged, "Forget it, we'd better not talk about work here. Especially when I have announced my retirement. "

Lin Rui smiled helplessly, he really appreciated this fat man. This fat man can take it and put it down. When it's time to take responsibility, he definitely takes responsibility, and when it's time to let go, he doesn't say anything. Few people can opt out like Fatty Long, especially at the peak of Hei Dao Company.

"Maybe I'm almost there." Lin Rui said slowly, "While the current market is good, I can do it for another two years. How about I go to your restaurant to work in the future?"

"Pfft, just you, do you know how to cook?" Long Zhengwu said with a smile.

"Didn't you know nothing back then? You, a person who didn't even know how to fry eggs, actually opened a Chinese restaurant, and actually created more than a dozen chain stores. It's just that the foreign devils don't know the goods, relying on a With Zhang Zhonghua's face pretending to be a chef, I can be worse than you?" Lin Rui said with a smile.

"Hahaha." Long Zhengwu burst out laughing, "It must be that old ghost Angel told you again. Don't say it, it's the real thing. When I opened a restaurant, how did you know this? We have guns here. The handle of the hand, holding the spatula, it doesn't feel right. It really doesn't even fry an egg.

Later, a restaurant recruited Chinese chefs, and I went there. When people see it, we look like this, this face and stomach, the absolute chef's face and chef's stomach. So as soon as I left, I became a chef and commanded a group of foreign cooks to work. "

Long Zhengwu never had any airs, so when he mentioned his embarrassing incident, everyone burst into laughter. It's relaxation after a rare mission, with the team drinking and bragging about each other. They are all reluctant to bear Fatty Long, but this is Fatty Long's choice, and they must respect it. And for him, it was a good ending.

In Brazil's toughest prison, a man is locked up. The man was considered an extremely dangerous person, and he was covered in chains and shackles. With blond hair and a messy beard on his face, it was hard to imagine how handsome he was back then.

"Be careful of this person, he is a dangerous person, a very dangerous kind." A prison guard introduced the situation to the new guard, "This row of cells here are all very serious repeat offenders."

The new guard was a thin-looking young man, and he hesitated, "Why is this man different from other prisoners? He was held in solitary confinement and **** like this."

"Because everyone who is locked up with him will die, and he can kill three or four strong men even with his bare hands. This is not unprecedented, otherwise why would we only lock him up when the cell is so tense? This man is a devil." The old guard sighed.

"He doesn't look like it." The new young man smiled.

"His name is White. He has been charged with more than a dozen serious crimes, including demolition, murder, illegal possession of a large amount of arms, theft of military secrets, endangering public safety and other felonies. During the ghetto sweeping operation in August alone, He and his accomplices caused a large number of Brazilian military and police casualties.

You haven't seen that scene, it's like a war. If it weren't for the fact that Brazil did not have the death penalty, his few lives would not be enough to be sentenced. "The old guard shook his head and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see here, it's your first day at work. I'll take you to other places. "

"But I think he's very interesting." The young man smiled slightly.

The guard was stunned for a moment, the young man's hand had already strangled his throat, "Shh, I understand your pain, but it will be over soon, I promise." The young man looked at the guard with a smile, Gradually exerting strength on his hands, until the guard fell softly to the ground.

The young man looked at the other end of the corridor, then walked to the door of the cell and began to unlock it. His tools were all in a small box, and the remote-controlled door lock opened quickly with his fiddling.

The young man walked up to the prisoners who were bound by layers. "White Gloves White?" he said looking at the prisoner.

White slowly raised his head, a pair of bloodshot eyes under the golden messy hair, looking fierce. "Hmph, it's my time? It's really a surprise, they actually sent you a chicken-like kid to kill me. Hmph, just because you are a scavenger? I really hope you don't tremble when you do it."

The scavengers are a special group of members of the secret society, who are specially responsible for cleaning up the mess and cleaning up the scene where the mission failed. And, of course, those who shouldn't be alive at all. White Glove knew that he himself was the kind of person who shouldn't be alive.

The young man actually smiled and pulled a chair to sit beside him. He glanced at his watch leisurely, "I'm not a scavenger, and I'm not here to kill you. It's nine-thirty in the morning, and in twelve minutes, a car will be out because some garbage needs to be dumped. Vehicles will pass by. Three checkpoints are checked, but the people who check have been bought off."

White Glove White looked up at him and didn't speak.

"It takes five minutes to walk outside from here, and three minutes to unchain you, which means you only have five minutes to listen to me. Remember, listen to me, not talk. Don't ask questions, I won't answer either.

After unlocking the lock, change into the guard's clothes and follow me. Wear as we go, we have limited time. ' The young man went over to White Gloves and helped him unchain him.

The chains were undone under the dexterous hands of the young man, and the white-gloved eyes moved. The young man met his eyes instantly and said coldly, "Don't try to do anything to me, time is running out, I don't even have time to explain, so I don't have time to waste with you."

White Glove glanced at him~www.readwn.com~ quickly walked over and changed into the guard's clothes, whispering, "What's the plan."

"All plans have nothing to do with you. For you, walking with me is a plan." The young man said as he walked, "Be careful not to rush your steps too fast, we just need to cross this corridor and we can get outside at the back. ."

"Is this still taught by you? What about the guards at the entrance of the building, have you solved it?" White Gloves whispered.

"The guard is lying on his stomach under his desk." The young man picked up a plastic bag and handed it to him as he walked outside. "Put this on."

"Gas mask?" White Gloves frowned after opening the bag.

"You have to go out in the garbage truck, in order to prevent you from being smoked to death by the garbage." The young man said coldly.

White Glove shrugged, "You're so sweet."