There was no need for the bald white man to do it. He took a chair and sat down on his own, picked up the bottle and started pouring it.

Pour yourself a full cup of brandy and stuff the bottle into Bobby's hand.

And said, "Please take it away, take it back for a drink later."

Seeing Long Zhan so calm, the bald white man not only had to drink but also brought the rest back, and did not take these dozens of people seriously at all.

The expression in the depths of his eyes changed significantly, and the expression on his face became more subtle.

"Get another bottle of brandy."

The bald white man snapped his fingers at the bar and swore that he was the boss here. He held the wine glass on the table in front of him and drank it quietly, asking quietly: "I really want to know, what are you doing here?"

"We're here like you." Long Zhan said after taking a sip of wine.

"Making money? Is this consistent with your identity? That's not what the reporter said." The bald white man raised the corners of his mouth.

"Don't it fit? Then I can say it another way."

Long Zhan grinned and said, "We are here to protect the local people, to protect them from the tea poison of war, to end the war as soon as possible, to bring peace back to this land, and to fill the world with love again."

"Puff~"

Long Zhan's words were so irritating that Poppy couldn't hold it in and burst into laughter.

"Is this American humor? It really opened my eyes." The bald white man looked at Long Zhan with a smile on his face.

Just because of this calm attitude, everything is not revealed.

It is enough to prove that this bald white man is very extraordinary!

"What about you guys? Why are you here? I guess it's not to enjoy the heat and drought, canned and compressed dry food that you don't eat, either?" Long Zhan joked.

"In order to make money, to be careful, it is to protect the interests of mining companies and settle any obstacles that occur, which is our job."

The bald white man's words were obviously secretly inspiring, and there was a naked warning.

"I can see that you should be French, and Paris should not be cold now." Long Zhan also said a pun.

It means that Barry is no longer cold anymore, you can pack good things and go home with peace of mind. Staying here will not be good for you.

"Are you sure these people you want to protect, do they really welcome you?" said the bald white man.

"Do you think this is important? I use money to do things, and the rest has nothing to do with me. At this point, you and I are actually the same." Long Zhan said.

"I have checked the information of your company. This is the first time you have contracted to enter the war zone. Maybe you don't know how high the danger is. If I were you, I would take people away immediately." said the bald white man.

"I don't know your origin, and I don't have any interest in checking it, but I want to tell you."

Long Zhan leaned over and waited for a few seconds, and waited a little while, and the curiosity of the bald white man and other mercenaries around him.

Then he warned with a serious warning: "I have been to Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, Kuwait, Mogadishu, etc., every place where wars have occurred.

They all have one thing in common, that is, they do not have the ability to keep me, and I have always lived a good life.

Now that I have come to the dried golden fruit, I don’t think anyone can leave me here, and I will settle all obstacles and troubles.

I have this confidence and I can say it, then I will definitely be able to do it.

For the sake of your invitation to drink, I will give you a piece of advice. If you still want to enjoy the romance of French women, I suggest you take your people home as soon as possible. If you are late, you may not be able to leave."

When Long Zhan said this, he was kind on the surface, and even had a smile on his lips.

Actually it's full of gunpowder!

That hidden warning had hit the bald white man's face.

Hearing Long Zhan's arrogant words, the mercenary security guards around him who were already dissipated, their eyes began to roll in anger.

Some people even stretched their hands down and touched the real guy who was put there.

As long as the bald white man gave the order, they would take out their weapons and attack without hesitation. If they kill one person, they would dare to threaten them.

They are really afraid of dragon battles when fighting alone, so they are not afraid of attacking them in groups.

The bald white man was also angry as Long Zhan said, but he, who was born with an extraordinary background, had a different cunning than ordinary people, forcibly controlled his emotions.

He knew very well that there was no time yet. If he had a conflict with the contractor invited by the government at this time, it would likely affect the next major action.

In order to ensure that the next big move is foolproof, he has to hold on even the biggest life.

"Very good, I hope you can always be so confident." The bald white man said coldly.

"The French in my memory only took two weeks to lose their entire territory to Germany. I hope you are a Frenchman of kindness."

Long Zhan clearly mocked the French as cowards and directly brought the atmosphere of the bar to freezing point.

It was obviously a bald white man from the French, staring at Long Zhan with his teeth gritted his teeth, and the other mercenaries around him were all ashen.

In order to bring back the lost scene, the bald white man opened the brandy sent by the bartender.

He sarcastically poured into the cup: "It's so hard for the people under your command. It's still digging holes in such a hot day. What era is it, and you're still digging trenches?

Did the weapon given to you was from World War II, and it also brought your mind back to World War II? It made your head rust? Do you want me to ask the doctor to take a look for it?"

"Hahaha."

The mercenaries around laughed and echoed the bald white man's counterattack.

"Whether it is useful, you will know then that you must not learn from your ancestors. After all, their surrender speed cannot even catch up with Bolt."

Long Zhan continued to attack when he caught the Frenchman's fatal hole, choking that all the mercenaries in the bar couldn't laugh, and their faces turned into dead horses.

Long Zhan, who felt that he had almost fought, reached out and grabbed the brandy that the bartender had just sent on the table.

He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, got up and said with satisfaction: "Thank you for your good wine. It's almost time we should leave, and we will have a chance to chat."

After saying that, Long Zhan turned around and left, without even a second of hesitation.

With a bottle of brandy in his arms, he witnessed the Dragon War and the mercenary fighting throughout the whole process. He was so nervous that his back was wet that Bobby was so wet that he could keep up with him.

For fear of being so small that he took a short step, he was forced to stay and swallowed alive by these more than 20 mercenaries who were so angry that they were almost smoking.

When the bald white man saw Long Zhan leave, he clenched his fists and blue veins rose.

His face turned pale!
Chapter completed!