The curly-haired man and others escaped from Yunhai Dongtian Commercial Street in embarrassment. They turned into an alley and stopped. They stroked their sore willow waist with their hands. The curly-haired man cursed and yelled: "Damn it! I'm really in trouble.
I got home and fell into the hands of this kid twice in a row. I'm going to smash his sign and let him get mad again---By the way, dwarf, what is a falcon mercenary? Is it worth being afraid of being like that bear?
"
The little man called Chapo was the one who got into the ATM and waited for an opportunity to steal the card. Chapo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said with deep eyes: "Falcon Mercenaries is a top-notch mercenary organization.
It is said that looking at the entire Asia, the combat effectiveness of the Falcon Mercenary Group is also
There are only a handful of them. And all of their members are Chinese. Back then, I followed a gangster and I heard people say that many members of the Falcon Mercenary Group were dispatched overtly and covertly to maintain peace in the Middle East and suppress bandits in the Golden Triangle.
----However, it is said that it was later disbanded----"
"Will the national peacekeeping force send mercenaries to participate? Shorty, I think you are talking nonsense?" The curly-haired man held a cigarette in his hand and exhaled a puff of smoke and said disdainfully.
Chaizi said seriously: "We are all outside the circle and don't know much about the internal affairs of the government. But the gangster I followed at the time was a powerful person who could get along with the senior officials of the central government. I don't know much about it either.
I heard what he said. Do you really think that our country would send people to areas with extremely harsh environments to maintain peace?
Bai, are you going to drag the police comrades with their families? Our country is actually very smart. Who is really willing to risk their lives for things that can be solved with money? These mercenaries who only recognize money but not people will receive the money.
, no matter what the cost, we will definitely complete the mission. It will not only bring face to our country, but also help our country improve its status in the world. Why not?"
The curly-haired man slapped the dwarf on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Dwarf, I still can't tell, but you are quite patriotic."
The dwarf said seductively: "Of course, we are Chinese after all, descendants of the dragon."
The four-eyed man with numb eyes sneered, "Just you? In my opinion, if you are the descendant of a dragon, you are also a stunted dragon."
It caused several male animals behind him to laugh uncontrollably.
The yellow-haired man who had been silent all this time suddenly covered the left side of his face with his hand and shouted: "It hurts me to death---"
"Hello? Huangmao, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now, what's wrong?" The curly-haired man came closer and asked.
The yellow-haired man covered his cheeks with both hands. He was in so much pain that he almost couldn't speak. He just cried out that it hurt.
The curly-haired man scolded: "What a shame. Who said it didn't hurt and that your mouth and eyes were fine just now? You just owe these slaps."
Several animals behind him gloated and laughed at the yellow-haired man.
After laughing, the curly-haired man waved his hand: "I, the curly-haired tiger, can't swallow this bad breath. I want revenge----dwarf, is this falcon mercenary really that scary?"
"It's more terrifying than you imagine." The short man's eyes became horrified, "They are a group of devils who kill without batting an eye and eat people without spitting out their bones."
Curly Tiger said dejectedly: "It seems we have to ask the boss for help."
Chapo said: "Our boss can't beat the Falcon mercenaries. Compared with the two, their strength is not at the same level."
"Then what should we do?" Curly Tiger asked. "How about we ask our boss's boss to take action?"
As soon as these words came out, several male animals looked at each other in confusion. The four-eyed man with numb eyes opened his lips twice and said unspeakably: "Brother Hu Zi, the boss's boss actually failed the exam this time. He is studying hard----
"
The curly-haired tiger was so shocked that he wondered: "How could it be? The boss's boss's academic performance has always been among the best, how could he fail the exam this time?"
Si Yan said: "I don't know, I heard that he contradicted the female teacher in class----"
"I'll wipe it!"
On the campus of Yunhai Medical University, in a classroom with bright windows and clear tables, the sound of reading aloud came from:
"The Master said: Learning without thinking is a waste; thinking without learning is dangerous. The Master said: Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from far away? The Master also said: If you don't date girls, it's just nonsense. The Master also said: You can't go to bed with girls.
, it’s like playing a hooligan. Damn it! Why are there so many ‘ziyue’, this old man has said so many words, but he doesn’t feel tired?”
A slender young man is holding a book and is "immersed in reading". The young man has thin lips, sharp edges on his face, slightly longer hair, wearing a snow-white shirt, and exudes the temperament of a medieval British aristocrat.
.
The classroom was empty except for the boy. What was very strange was that there were three people standing respectfully at the door. A bald middle-aged man, and the other two were men with sharp eyes and bulging muscles. From the way they stood, it could be seen that
It was obvious that both of them were soldiers. The bald middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and frowned when he heard the young man reading.
The young man threw the book on the table and said: "****'Confucius said'. I finally read it again. I was exhausted. The cheating Mandarin teacher who failed the class actually asked me to read through Confucius' "The Analects". Okay.
Zai Ge is very articulate and as of today, I have finally read it ten times. Hehe~ We are liberated."
The young man said, picked up a car magazine and walked out. The bald middle-aged man immediately came up to him and said with a smile: "Master, are you exhausted? Take a sip of sour plum soup, here, here are tissues." The two men were strong and strong.
The man followed closely behind the young man, never leaving.
The young man took a sip of sour plum soup, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said to the bald man: "Uncle Jiu, you are already so old, and you are still running around behind me all day long. In this way, I will let you know tomorrow."
Dad will send you home to take care of yourself."
Uncle Jiu's face turned pale and he said urgently: "Don't---Master, please don't. My Uncle Jiu is not old yet and can still shine. I promised your grandpa that I will take good care of you, but I haven't yet
Too old to be useless---"
The young man was very emotional when he heard what Uncle Jiu said, and he couldn't bear it. He waved his hand, "Okay---Okay---I'm just saying casually, there will really drive away Uncle Jiu."
"That's good---that's good---" Uncle Jiu hunched over, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and reminded aloud: "Young Master, the old man just called me and asked you to attend tonight.
A social reception."
A chill appeared on the young man's face, and he strode forward, "What kind of bullshit social reception? I'm not interested."
Uncle Jiu took small steps and chased closely behind him, "Master, I heard that a pair of sisters from the Bai family are going to attend a cocktail party tonight----"