When everyone's eyes fell on Eric, his eyes were fixed on the cup on the table in front of him. He used one hand to turn the cheap wide-mouthed cup around repeatedly, turning it from one direction to another.
, before turning back to the original direction from another direction.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Obviously, everyone was caught off guard.
Because the Eric mentioned by Lao Yu before was a retired soldier of the National Defense Force of a certain Nordic country. For some unknown reasons, he went to Africa and became a mercenary.
The one who was most surprised was Lao Yu. Among all the people, he and Eric had known each other for the longest time.
Although it is said to be the longest, it is actually less than half a year.
At that time, Lao Yu was planning to organize his own mercenary group, and he met Eric when he was recruiting people in the Forbidden Bar. At that time, Eric volunteered to join the group, and was not invited by Lao Yu.
In the mercenary circle in Sierra Leone, all the more experienced mercenaries were familiar with each other, but no one present at that time knew Eric.
After Laoyu tested Eric's military skills, he took Eric in without saying a word.
It is a Chinese habit for a hero not to ask where he comes from, and Lao Yu will not delve into his past history, he will simply ask him where his hometown is.
At that time, Eric said that he was a retired soldier from a Nordic country and came to Africa to work as a mercenary due to personal reasons.
In Lao Yu's view, Eric is indeed somewhat different from ordinary mercenaries. Not to mention anything else, his temperament and knowledge are already very different. Eric looks like a Nordic aristocrat, and he speaks and does things in a strict manner.
He is polite and seems to have received a good higher education.
Lao Yu was not interested in asking what personal reasons Eric had for coming to Africa to work as a mercenary. Everyone had their own story. When he was working in the Outlaw Corps, Lao Yu once met a Chinese-American, a famous brand.
A graduate of a business school with a master's degree, he worked on Wall Street. At his peak, he controlled hundreds of millions of funds. In the end, he resigned and went to work as a mercenary in the Outlaw Corps.
Out of curiosity, and because they were all Chinese, Lao Yu once asked that guy why he chose to join the Outlaw Corps, the toughest paratrooper commando, instead of being a good Wall Street tycoon.
The third-generation Chinese-American young man said without batting an eye: "A job on Wall Street is not the life I want to pursue."
After finishing speaking, he looked at the muzzle of the FAMAS G2 assault rifle affectionately with an almost morbid intoxication. He closed his eyes in the residual smell of gunpowder. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said to Lao Yu: "This is the
The life I want.”
At that time, Lao Yu thought this guy was simply crazy.
Later, when I thought about it, how could I not be anything else? A veteran who once had half a foot in China's top special forces, but now he is living among the outlaws to make a living?
Laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps.
In view of this, Lao Yu stopped asking about Eric's past.
Listening to Eric's confession today, Laoyu almost dropped his jaw to the ground in shock.
It is not surprising to say that Eric concealed his life experience and experience, because Lao Yu felt that he was not like the kind of creature born and raised in the army. He was so polite that he was a bit bookish, saying that some school teacher was more
Have credibility.
He actually added a killer to his team without even realizing it.
"We are all killers!" Crosshair suddenly said from the side: "We are all killers!"
He pointed at Old Yu: "Have you ever killed anyone?"
If Laoyu doesn't deny it, it means he acquiesces.
He pointed at the polar bear again: "Needless to say, the smell of blood oozed from your fingernails during the meat grinder battle in Grozny or when the men came out."
Then he pointed at Qin Fei: "Qin, I don't know how many people you have killed before. At least you killed at least one reinforced company here in Africa."
Finally, he looked at Kunchai and said, "Even this coward had sex last night."
Kunchai hated it when people called him "coward". When he heard Zixing teasing him, he immediately retorted: "Who said I'm a coward!? Even if I am, I'm much better than a pervert like you."
"Hahahaha!" Zixing didn't care how Kunchai scolded him. Anyway, he didn't think it was a shame to be lewd.
Horny? Which man is not horny? If you are horny, you must have the ability and means to pick up girls in order to be qualified to be horny, right?
In fact, the reason why Crosshair said this is because Eric said that he is a killer, but the people here are essentially the same, they are all killers. As long as you can think of it this way, this matter will not seem scary at all.
"Mr. Killer, how much do you charge at one time?" Crosshair interrupted: "Compared with our mercenaries, who earns better?"
"It depends on the target pricing." Eric's expression didn't look like he was joking at all. "But before I quit that circle, my lowest starting price is US$500,000 per time, plus expenses."
"puff!"
Crosshair was drinking a glass of beer. When he heard Eric's quotation, he choked on the drink into his trachea, and the light yellow liquid flowed out of his nostrils, which looked very funny.
"Cough cough cough——"
He coughed violently and his face turned red.
After a while, he regained his breath and asked Eric: "The lowest starting price? Faq! People like us have worked hard as mercenaries for several years, and we may not earn as much as you do from one order."
"What's so strange about this?" Eric said disapprovingly: "Reusable bags are also bags, and LV is also a bag. Why is LV so expensive? Could it be that LV is more useful than reusable bags? It's just a value, just like stars and directors
How much you pay is not based on the quality of the actor, but how much box office he can bring. A good actor is a guarantee of box office, and a good killer is a guarantee of results."
"..."
Although Xixing was eloquent, he was also distracted by Eric at this time. Although he felt that Eric's words were full of loopholes, he seemed unable to refute them at first, and he was speechless.
Eric said: "So the killer cannot fail in his life. Because your customers are the most picky and cannot afford the risk of failure, so when the killer fails, it is the beginning of the end of his career. Or die in the mission
, Even if you don’t, no one will hire you again.”
"It sounds very cool." Kunchai couldn't help but said, "Thor God, since you said you have left that circle, which category do you belong to? I think it is the latter category. The mission failed, right?"
"That's right, but I saved my honor last night." Eric said, "You still remember the Russian I killed in the VIP lounge last night, right?"
"Remember." Kunchai said, "Because of what you did, we all almost died."
At this time, Johnny brought another glass of whiskey for Eric. The latter held up the glass and shook it, and the ice cubes swirled in the amber liquid.