"Long time no see, nephew Leng Wren!!" Just as Leng Wren stepped into the villa hall, a voice rang out from the sofa in the middle of the hall. Leng Wren's sight immediately caught sight of Leng Beihai sitting in the hall of his residence.
Those four figures on the sofa!!
About three meters behind those four figures stood eight sturdy bodyguards. It is worth mentioning that none of these eight people have Chinese faces. They all have uniformly Eastern European faces. It seems that they are all retired Russians.
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The eight people's eyes were instantly locked on Leng Wren who walked in. His hands were folded on his waist. Leng Wren was so cold and alert that he was a little breathless. These were eight professional soldiers who had been on the battlefield, baptized in a hail of bullets.
His momentum and murderous intent are not just a play.
Although Leng Wun is a well-deserved prince, after all, he has never truly experienced life and death, nor has he felt the despair and helplessness of death at hand. Standing at the door, even his legs became hesitant. It was not that he did not want to move on, but that
Because his legs are as heavy as lead!!
This is a show of power that is naked and undisguised. Although the four Jiujiang Group veterans all have smiles on their faces, there is no smile in their eyes. They all look at Leng Wun with a look in his eyes.
Obliterate the icy cold that comes quickly.
"It's good that the retired soldiers of the 47th Guards Reconnaissance Regiment of the Russian Airborne Forces actually started to work as bodyguards!!" Chu Yan's figure was smiling when a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Leng Wan's forehead.
After walking past him, the pressure on Leng Wren's body disappeared instantly. The feeling of being stared at by a wild beast was not easy to return to normal. Leng Wren couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but Chu Yan stood in front of him.
Completely blocking the sight of the eight bodyguards.*
At the same time, to Leng Wren's surprise, Chu Yan had already opened his mouth and spoke fluent Russian. Although Leng Wren couldn't understand what Chu Yan was saying, Leng Wren could guess that the person he was talking to was obviously not those four.
Old bones.
"Retired soldiers need to live and work!" The eight bodyguards are all affiliated with the same military contractor. Their specialty is not protection but assassination. However, the eight of them are soldiers who retired from the same army or even the same squad.
They appeared here together to carry out the tasks assigned to them by the company to protect the lives of these four Chinese men.
The captain of the eight men was called Dick Norski. He was surprised that someone could actually tell their origins in one sentence. After all, those who could recognize the tattoo on their necks that represented the infinite glory of the past were the only real professional soldiers in this world.
will know.
"Who are you?" Zeng Haiguang, the current chairman of the board of directors of Jiujiang Group, looked at Chu Yan standing in front of Leng Wren with some surprise. Although he did not understand Russian, he could tell that Chu Yan was talking to his bodyguards.
After talking through this point and then thinking about the nearly twenty swordsmen outside, they could not stop Leng Wun from entering the villa. In other words, the young man in front of him has the same strength as the bodyguards he hired without spending a lot of money. Fortunately,
He only has one person but he has eight here.[]
"Does it matter who I am? Where did you arrange for that old man Leng Beihai to drink tea? I haven't seen him for a while since he came out!" As he spoke, he nodded to the eight bodyguards, which was considered a greeting.
It would be boring to say more about someone’s job.
With Chu Yan inserted in the middle, Leng Wun's body no longer had the huge pressure before. Still wearing blood-stained clothes, he walked up to the four elders of the Jiujiang Group with a smile and nodded to Zeng Haiguang.
He gestured as a response to his previous greeting.
The sofa area in the hall is very large, but four people basically occupy all the seats. There is no doubt that there is no place for Leng Wun. Zeng Haiguang, Wu Dongliang, Zhou Ruimin and Wan Zaihe are obviously the four immortals.
He is so determined to tear his face apart!
"Chairman Zeng, Chairman Wu, Chairman Zhou, Chairman Wan, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You all seem to be in good spirits. Why did you come to my territory and want to find a landlord to show me off?" Leng Wan was already furious at this moment. These four old men were already furious.
The things in his house actually act like their owners, it’s so confusing!!
"Leng Wren, young man, don't speak so calmly. What have we, who are several hundred years old together, not seen before?" Zeng Haiguang was the absolute core and the one who gave the order to kill Leng Wren. He was just treating Leng Wren.
When Wren came to him covered in blood, he knew that today's events would probably no longer be a tactful and peaceful game.
"I'm sorry, the blood on my body rubs too much on you? Don't worry, I'll give you a new snow-white high-end custom-made linen suit when you come back. It's absolutely new. It will definitely double your return rate!!" Leng Wun was not in a hurry!
When he asked about Leng Beihai's whereabouts, he walked over and sat directly next to Zeng Haiguang. His body was covered in blood and he rubbed Zeng Haiguang's body twice unceremoniously.
Zeng Haiguang was sitting alone on a spacious sofa, which seemed a bit staged. When Leng Wun walked over and sat down, the two bodyguards behind Zeng Haiguang were about to come over to stop him, but Chu Yan suddenly appeared with a movement of his body.
In front of the two of them.
"This is their family matter. No one will threaten your employer's life. I guarantee that as long as your employer doesn't do anything proactive, he will be safe." Although they are both retired soldiers, they each have their own tasks and tasks.
Purpose Chu Yan's good impression of the soldiers cannot replace his determination to help Leng Wun complete the purpose of coming here today.
Although the 47th Guards Reconnaissance Regiment of the Russian Airborne Forces is a legendary special forces unit, for Chu Yan, their ordinary special operations team does not pose much of a threat to him. After all, among them
The absolute elite are not here.
"Get out of the way or we won't show mercy to you." One of the two bodyguards included Dick Norski. He could feel that Chu Yanshen had the same thing as them, and in terms of his professionalism, he didn't have any
Unless it was a kill, he was sure he could do it. However, this is China and their mission is to protect rather than take the initiative to attack. It sounds like a small difference, but in reality it is very big!
"Show mercy on me? You don't have to. If you let the car god know that I was shown mercy by his men, I'm afraid he will crawl out of hell and laugh at me?" Chu Yan looked at Dick Norski. The reason why Chu Yan recognized him at a glance
The scimitar tattoo on their necks is because there is such a player in the T-1 team. His code name is the Car God. In fact, he is an awesome character who can drive any guy with wheels.
"Do you know the God of Cars!!?" Dick Norski was stunned. Although God of Cars is just a code name, he is also a legend. He is the strongest among the soldiers of the 47th Guards Reconnaissance Regiment of the Russian Airborne Forces.
Only one person can have this code name, and when the car god appeared as his last owner, no one could inherit this code name. After many years, this code name became a legend.
The last generation of car gods who made this legend a reality has been racing in T-1 on various arduous battlefields for many years. However, in the end, this codename still died in a foreign country!
"The last car god of the 47th Guards Reconnaissance Regiment of the Russian Airborne Forces. A guy who likes to collect all kinds of wheeled trophies. If I remember correctly, he left the 47th Guards Reconnaissance Regiment of the Russian Airborne Forces du li before he left.
The biggest trophy is an Apache helicopter gunship, which he got back from a mission single-handedly, right?" Chu Yan's words were not high-pitched, but they undoubtedly fell in Dick Norski's ears.
Array!!
"Then you are...impossible...absolutely impossible..." dd