Ye Wantong and others were slightly startled and quickly jumped up. However, because they stood up too hard, their sore legs could not bear it and they all fell to the ground.
"Do you know that you have made a very serious mistake?" Sha Lang stood up, holding on to the tree, and shouted in a low voice, his numb and weak legs slowly tightening.
Ye Wantong and others also slowly stood up, their eyes were as cold as ice, and their fierce killing intent was locked on Soroda!
"Don't move. If you don't want to die, you'd better be good." Soroda put a gun against Di Cheng's head and slowly stood up. As the general person in charge of the warlord Hawke's **** on the mainland,
His Chinese is fluent, but his voice has become hoarse and dry due to long-term torture in prison.
"You've woken up a long time ago, right?" Di Cheng did not panic, waving his hand to signal Wantong and the others not to be nervous, with a faint smile on his lips.
"The time is not short. Who are you? And who sent you here." Soroda stared at Di Cheng coldly, his face under the beard and blood stains was pale and cold.
Di Cheng sneered silently and said: "There are rumors that Soroda is generous and generous, but when I saw him today... it's really disappointing. It should be the enemy who is being pointed at, not the friend who risked his life to save you."
"Friends? Huh. Answer my question first, who are you? And who sent you here. Hurry up, otherwise don't blame me for being cold-blooded." Soroda pushed the gun forward hard, his expression even colder. But his
His physical condition had been tortured to a very bad level. Vigorous activities brought about a surge of Qi and blood. He suddenly started coughing violently, and the thick blood spewed out uncontrollably.
"I think we should change the way we talk, for example..." Di Cheng snorted, his head shaking violently.
Bang!! Soroda's eyes trembled slightly, and he pulled the trigger at the same time. The fired bullet grazed Di Cheng's temple. But before he could make any other reaction, **** had no chance to fire a second shot.
Di Cheng, who was swaying to dodge, spun rapidly, and his raised right leg exploded like an iron rod towards Soroda's lower abdomen.
Wow, his body was shaking violently, his face was stiff and distorted at this moment, and his eyes were almost bulging. The terrifying power swept through his body, and Soroda, who didn't even know what was going on, was directly blasted into the air and slammed into the big tree behind.
It sticks to it like brown sugar, and the cracking sound of cracking bones can be clearly heard.
The footsteps scraped the ground like an illusion, and the afterimage lingered. Di Cheng appeared next to Soroda in an instant, and his right hand, as stiff as an eagle's claw, snapped at his throat. The huge force almost broke his roaring bones.
, the body that was about to limp and fall was firmly fixed on the tree.
Gugu Soloda's eyes were bulging and he could hardly make a sound. His toes were pointed on the ground with difficulty, and his hands were randomly pulling at the big hand stuck on his throat like a pair of iron pliers.
"How do you feel?" Di Cheng spoke slowly, his voice cold.
"Ugh!" Soroda twitched and struggled, let alone talking. The huge force almost broke Soroda's neck. His eyes turned white and it was difficult to breathe.
Di Cheng snorted and slowly opened his right hand. Soroda immediately collapsed on the ground, covering his nearly broken neck, gasping and coughing with difficulty.
Without looking at Soroda on the ground, Di Cheng returned to Wantong and the others and said: "We are the Ghost Mercenary Group, my name is Zhai Qian. This time I came to the rescue because I was invited by Warlord Hawke to offer a reward of one hundred.
Ten thousand U.S. dollars in exchange for your life, Soroda. So, do you understand?"
"Ghost mercenary group?" Soroda was slightly surprised. He had heard of that small mercenary group, which was good at hunting and rescue. It had rich experience, good results, and had a high reputation internationally.
"I advise you not to play any more childish tricks, otherwise everyone will be unhappy." Di Cheng took out some healing medicine and bandages from his backpack and threw them to Soroda: "Clean the wounds yourself."
"Did Suok ask you to rescue me?" Soroda breathed a sigh of relief, but was still wary.
Di Cheng did not answer, but continued to rummage through his bag, took out some cans, steamed buns, and mineral water, and threw them to him as well: "Eat something first."
Soroda didn't hesitate, grabbed the dry and hard steamed bun and gnawed it. He hadn't eaten for many days.
I swallowed the two steamed buns in three mouthfuls, and randomly took the canned vegetables into my mouth, and swallowed them with the mineral water. I felt something in my stomach, and my strength recovered a little.
"Answer the question I just asked, did Suok hire you, or was it someone else?" Soloda asked again while dealing with the scars on his body.
"Is this important to you?" Di Cheng asked.
"I just want to know who the employer is!"
"I'm sorry, I don't know. He didn't identify himself. He just paid us to save people." After a brief pause, Di Cheng took the **** handed over by Gu Ziwu and pointed at Soroda: "The transaction is divided into two steps.
, the first step is to save people, but the second step...is to kill people."
His eyes trembled, and Soroda's face darkened, but his expression was more angry than fearful. He clenched his hands tightly, and the original wound burst open under the force, and blood kept leaking out, but it was filled with anger.
Soroda did not feel it.
Killing?? He really couldn't help but take action!! In fact, this time the drug trafficking team was ambushed by the military, Soroda thought about whether someone was betraying him, but he didn't believe that person would really do this. Looking at it now
...He is so cruel!!
"Our final mission is your body, so I'm sorry." Di Cheng opened the safety catch and pointed the gun at Soroda's forehead: "Do you have any last words before you die?"
"How about making a deal? How much will they pay you? I'll double... no, triple it!" Soroda took a deep breath and looked at Di Cheng intently.
"bribe?"
"I just don't want to die."
They looked at each other quietly, and after a moment, a half-smile appeared on Di Cheng's face. "Is your life worth this little money?"
Huh? Soroda was slightly stunned. He thought that the other party would flatly refuse, but he didn't expect... What does this mean? Is there room for relaxation? He felt excited and said hurriedly: "How much can you say! As long as you spare me, anything will happen."
The price is negotiable.”
Di Cheng was not in a hurry and said slowly: "Let me ask you a few questions first."
"ask."
"Is there a black man among your Sok warlords who has a large patch of white skin on his left hand?"
"White-skinned? Damn, bastard!! It's really him!!" Soroda suddenly lost control of his rage like a wild beast, roaring, his expression ferocious and twisted, and his face was livid with black.
The eight people from Di and Cheng exchanged looks with each other, with a faint and cold smile on their lips. Hey, that's right.
After coughing a few times, Di Cheng slowly lowered his gun and said tentatively: "It seems that the relationship between you two brothers is not as close as the outside world said. Humph, the eldest brother killed his younger brother, and there was a rift in the upper echelons of the Sok warlord.
It’s not that big.”
His heavy breathing and ferocious expression slowly calmed down. Soroda did not object directly, but he did not clearly confirm the conflict between him and Sok. He said in a deep voice: "I will pay you five million U.S. dollars to escort me back to Jin."
Xinyue, I guarantee with my head that when you arrive at the base safely, the reward will definitely be substantial."
"Five million?? It's really tempting." Di Cheng was also surprised by this number, but more importantly, he was excited that Soroda admitted the rift between him and Sok in disguise!
"I know that mercenaries value credibility the most, and I can assure you that your violation of previous tasks will never be leaked. What do you think? Agree or not." Seeing that Di Cheng and others were tempted, Soroda added fuel to the fire again.
Now that he is alone and weak, he must do everything possible to return to Golden Crescent. The Ghost Mercenary Group can rescue people from the border prison and successfully break through the border, which is enough to prove that he is powerful!!
Di Chengdao: "You don't need to worry about this. We promised to rescue you, but we didn't explicitly promise to bring back corpses. Now I'll make a price. If you can agree, I will escort you back with all my strength."
Jin Xinyue, if you feel unreasonable...keep the five million reward for yourself and spend it slowly in hell."
"Say, as long as I can do it."
Di Cheng said leisurely and leisurely: "In recent years, the climate and environment in Golden Crescent have been very suitable. Poppy cultivation has achieved continuous bumper harvests, and drug production has also been steadily increasing. Judging from the past drug production, the entire Golden Crescent can produce more than
Reaching about 3,500 tons, I guess...as one of the five major drug lords, Warlord Hawke should be able to produce about 400 tons of drugs."
"You want drugs?" Soroda said slightly surprised. Although he is not very shrewd, he has a strong sense of smell for drug-related matters. But what he can't figure out is why Di Cheng wants drugs.
Without sales channels, this stuff is no different from white noodles, and it's not as good as cash.
Di Cheng held out a finger: "I want one hundred tons of drugs."
Soroda frowned: "One hundred tons?? The amount of drugs our Sok Warlord Region traffics to the entire Asia every year is only this amount. Do you want to swallow them all? Do you know how much US dollars it costs? Even if you
Even if you can get a huge amount of money, you may not be able to keep this amount of drugs. There are countless Asian drug lords, including Yakuza and other international gangs. If they know the whereabouts of the drugs, they will be in trouble."
"You don't have to worry about this. I'll rescue you and you give me a hundred tons of drugs at a price of fifteen dollars per gram. How about that?"
"Fifteen??" Soroda almost jumped up. This time he was really angry. He forgot about his current situation and just thought he was negotiating business with customers: "Our price is usually thirty to forty.
US dollars, even Yakuza’s supply amount is twenty-five US dollars per gram. Are you asking for fifteen? Isn’t that a bit excessive!!”
"You have to decide for yourself, either I will kill you or I will agree." Di Cheng raised his hand and shot Soroda.
Bang!! The dull sound of gunfire echoed in the oasis area, and the bullets fired hit the tree trunk above Soroda hard. If it had missed a few more centimeters, it might have penetrated his head.
"Sorry, I'm not good at shooting. I wanted to hit your ears." Di Cheng blew the hot air from the gun and looked at Soroda with a half-smile.
Soroda's neck shrank heavily, his face full of anger, but...he glared at Di Cheng for a moment, and finally deflated like a balloon: "Fifteen US dollars per gram, one hundred tons, I agree!! But I
It doesn’t matter what I say, Sock convenes major clients for a discussion meeting every year, and the amount and amount of drugs sold in each area are determined at that time. Although my status is not low, I cannot influence that meeting. "
“Then who has the final say??”
"Of course it's Sok!" Soroda hummed, thinking of that person, there was always a burst of anger in his heart.
As Anne said, Soroda has great abilities, a good mind and a good mind, but just from the fact that he is "happy and angry", you can tell that he is not close to the word "shrewd".
However... Di Cheng is quite satisfied with Soroda's performance. Being too shrewd is not good. This is just what he wants. Weighing the heavy ****, Di Cheng's smile deepened: "If it were changed,
Now that you have the final say, will the situation be easier to handle?"
PS: Five updates!! This week’s outbreak is over. Although it is still five updates, the mouse is not lazy in terms of word count. It is equivalent to the usual six or seven updates. Please give me flowers, please give me flowers before it ends.
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