The person who called Muha Magee's name was Lila, the fellow who introduced him to join the team. It was this skinny fellow who was able to bring him here and give him a job that would fill his stomach and not worry about him all day long.
There are people from above who are in charge, and the discipline is very strict. Even if you don't violate the rules here, it will still be fatal. Muha Magee is still very grateful to this guy from the bottom of his heart.
In the eyes of Mucha Magee, Lira is definitely a scary guy. Outsiders call this guy a "big-eared fox". He is a kind of fox that lives in the Middle East. He has big ears, but he is very alert.
Although this guy was always bullied by the children in the same village when he was a child, he grew up and picked up a gun earlier. After living outside for a few years, the first thing he did when he returned to the village was to kill the people who bullied him.
A few guys pushed into the corner and shot targets.
Muha Magee still remembers very clearly, when this guy was thinking about the Quran with a smile, holding a pistol to the back of the heads of the guys who had bullied them and were now adults, and one after another they collapsed, scarlet.
The blood mixed with the pale brain matter splashed all over his head and face, but he still felt like a spring breeze. He didn't even blink his eyes and grinned at the onlookers who were watching at the time, which almost scared the shit out of him.
Already.
Fortunately, I was one of the regular doormats in the village at the time. I never had the guts to bully others. I had the same problem as this guy. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to escape from that headshot. Because of this, he also escaped later.
Go out and work as mercenaries with others, slowly building up a team.
The pleasure of controlling other people's life and death is more intoxicating than sucking white powder.
"Call all your people. I need manpower here. I'm almost exhausted. I'm seriously short of manpower. Come and help me!"
More than a dozen strong men shouted slogans and worked together to unload the boxes.
"Okay! Mine!" Muha McGee threw the tea cup aside, took a sharp breath, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Marley!~~Rozad!~~Takkar team urgently assembled
!Get out of here, you idiots!"
Mucha Magee's hoarse voice spread throughout the castle. This loud shout was as loud as a tweeter, resounding throughout the castle and causing a commotion.
On the darkened driveway, the snoring disappeared. Someone jumped up suddenly, screamed strangely, put on his clothes, and staggered out of the door with a gun in hand.
In the tavern filled with smoke and pungent smell, a strange-smelling beer glass was slapped on the rough log table, and a few big men cursed and squeezed out of the crowd of people drinking five or six.
In the pheasant whorehouse, an old lady with undulating buttocks was pushed away, her left leg was crossed with her right foot, and she put clothes on her body indiscriminately. She didn't care about the traces of inferior lipstick all over her face, and ran outside, shaking her hands.
I threw a few green dollars to stop these losers from pursuing me.
Individual figures, either bumping around or supporting each other, rushed from every corner of the castle.
These guys, while reciting the Quran, were doing things that Allah disdained, and all of them had their hands covered with blood.
Well, these idiots have finally gathered.
"Idiots! Stand at attention now! Start counting now!"
Muha Magee roared, this is necessary. There is no strong majesty to control these unruly guys. When he first came here, in order to control these guys, he broke at least two people.
brain.
Although it is not a regular army, the rules here are that there are more shootings than corporal punishment. You can do whatever you want during the break, but if you dare to act laxly when the commander gives the order, then you will be shot.
"one!"
"two!"
"...Nineteen, report to the team leader, there are actually nineteen people, the Takar team is here."
"Okay, Lira, mine! My people are all here."
Mucha Magee ran to the fellow villagers in a flattering manner, nodding and bowing to ask for instructions. Being able to lead the team and give orders showed that he was quite capable.
"Very good, mine!" Lila's face, wrinkled by the wind and sand like an orange peel, was smiling so hard that he couldn't even find his eyes. The black traces of dried blood could still be seen between the fingernails that were scorched yellow by gunpowder smoke. This was a
A guy who kills without blinking an eye.
He patted Muha Magee with his rough big hands, making him a little flattered. Lira's voice had a thick nasal sound, and he pointed at a few large boxes and said, Magee! Let your people pull these boxes over there.
Go up to the platform, everything, click on it, don’t break it.”
"No problem!" Muha Magee nodded and called to his subordinates, "Hurry up and move those boxes over there, yes, to the platform. If anyone dares to drop them, I will remove you from them.
Kick it off the wall and turn it into a big meatloaf."
"Leela, what's in the box? It looks so big." Muha Magee began to roll up his sleeves, preparing to work together.
Lira's brown-yellow pupils, which were like those of a large canine carnivore, shrank, showing a hint of chill. In a blink of an eye, they returned to normal. With a somewhat stiff smile on his face, he said, "Don't forget the rules here.
Less, more work!”
This smile hung on the dark and wrinkled face, but it was no better than crying. It was enough to stop the child from crying at night.
Muha Magee was startled, and nodded vigorously, yes, yes! I won’t ask! I won’t ask, Lira, just pretend I didn’t say it.” In just that moment, his back was completely wet with cold sweat.
, Damn, forget this taboo on death. Every month, one or two fools will be pushed directly to the edge of the cliff because they saw something they shouldn't have seen, asked something they shouldn't ask, and said something they shouldn't say.
He kicked his buttocks and was kicked off the cliff. He rolled into a ravine several hundred meters deep and was reduced to a pulp.
As if he was far away from the God of Death, Mucha Magee quickly hid away. His men, shouting and cursing at the top of their lungs, followed Lila's men and began to do hard work, and they were sternly reminded not to talk or move.
"Big-eared fox" Lila stood still and watched the boxes being lifted one by one. He took out a pair of