Battlefield Contract Worker

As the rest of the security guards fell under the fat man's gun, the last security guard at the door put down the gun, he raised his hand and looked at the fat man nervously, you don't have to do this, I don't want to die , I have family.

The fat man put away the Remington shotgun and said calmly, there is no need for you, because I am out of bullets. But you still saved your own life and got out of the way.

You can't get in, it's the best safe house, fingerprint-ready lock, no one can get in except the twelve-seat board of directors. Not even us. Security is tough.

Who knew that this fat man didn't seem to hear him at all, so he walked over, took off his tactical gloves, and put one hand on the fingerprint identification lock. The computer immediately scanned and began to search for the counterpart based on his entire palm print. It ended up in a prominent position.

Name: Gender: Age:

After these three question marks, there is an eye-catching position: the second seat on the board.

The security guard almost stared out his eyes. This fat man with an unassuming appearance and a bloated figure turned out to be the No. 2 figure from Morningstar. Second seat on the company's board of directors.

This second director had not been seen for a long time. No one knew who he was, no one knew whether he was male or female, tall or short. He also never attended any board meetings or events, but no matter what Morningstar's twelve-seat board of directors had to discuss, there was always that chair that never sat on it.

This is the rule, even if someone as powerful as Michelle the Silver Wolf can only sit in the third seat according to the rules and leave the second seat vacant. Because in their eyes, whether or not this mysterious figure is present, he must be respected by them.

The door of the safe house opened, Fatty walked in, looked at the general in a wheelchair, calmly said, long time no see.

It does. I thought that the secret sauce code we agreed on might never be used. I never thought I would use it during the best days of my life. The general sighed.

I'll take you out. The fat man looked at him.

I didn't ask you to come here so that you could save me out. The general said slowly, if I were thirty years younger, I wouldn't need you to save me at all. And now, even you can't save me. All I need is oxygen, expensive drugs, painful chemotherapy. So you take me out now and it will only kill me. instead of saving me.

But since this is the case, why did you bring me the signal of this agreement, Fatty looked at him and said. )

Because things are getting more and more dangerous, I have lost control of Morningstar. So I can't let you go any further, I have to expose you to Joe. The general said slowly. That way he will see you as a real threat and must get rid of you.

That's what you want to do, and then trick me when you're dying, the fat man said with a wry smile.

The general shook his head and said, we all know that he can't kill you. And I also know that, unless you are driven to a dead end, you will not take action. Now that your identity information has been revealed, you can no longer live as peacefully as before. If you want to survive, the most important thing now is to run away and find Silver Wolf, maybe he will have a way to solve this crisis.

You know what, old ghost, I even wanted to save you. The fat man shook his head and said, but now I can't help but want to kill you with one shot.

I understand. The old general sighed.

So what do you do, the fat man looked at the general and said.

The general shook his head, I couldn't go, and I didn't need to go. At least at this stage, I am still the person they fear. Joe didn't dare to do anything to me. Besides, I'm sick to the point of breathlessness, and it doesn't make much difference to kill me or not. But they will never let you go because you are capable. Both you and the Silver Wolf are their targets.

So you don't want to run away at all, but let me rescue you. The purpose is just for me to expose myself. The fat man was a little angry.

Yes, I have to cause them some trouble and distract them from the silver wolf. It's good for both of you. The general said calmly.

Heck, I've been retired for twelve years, and I've been dealing not with machine guns but with drumsticks. I'm a **** little boss who sells fried chicken in a small fast food restaurant. In addition, my waistline has grown by five inches and my weight has increased by fifteen kilograms. Fatty said angrily, I am no longer the kind of warrior you are looking for.

But you still got here single-handedly, scaring the guards outside to their knees begging for mercy. This is the headquarters of the Morningstar Military Security Company~www.readwn.com~ Everyone knows what this means, so Joe will definitely see you as a threat, and he will kill you at any cost. And you have to cooperate with Silver Wolf to survive and take out Joe. The general smiled and said, a very simple tactic to kill with a knife, even when Joe died, he might not be able to realize that it was me who actually killed him.

You're still so cold and confident it makes me sick. The fat man said coldly.

You never agree with me, which is why you haven't attended a board meeting since the company was founded. The general glared at him and said, but you also saw that even if you were not there, I still made the entire Morningstar company into the world's top military company.

Yes, you did it. But I also fulfilled my promise to you, to save you once when you are most in danger. Unfortunately, you don't need to. Now we don't owe each other. The fat man sneered and dropped the gun in his hand.

You don't owe me, but you still owe other people's comrades who shed blood for you and lost their lives. They are all burdened by Morningstar. Once the company is gone, what do you think will happen to them and their families? The general sneered.

Fatty was silent for a few minutes, then turned around and said, where is the silver wolf, such a big thing happened. He didn't even show up

Joe's message was well sealed, and he started planning early and implemented it carefully. Silver Wolf still doesn't know what happened, especially when he is still in Africa. The general was understatement.

The fat African frowned.

Yes Africa, and your best friend of the year, Black Panther Guray. The general said calmly, he was now the director of the African branch.

Damn, this guy is still alive. I thought he couldn't get out of Guantanamo prison alive. The fat man was a little surprised.

The general looked at his watch and went to them, you have five minutes to leave.