The Burj Al Arab Hotel in Dubai, directly below the suite where Ruan Yu lived, was a little crowded because it was full of large soldiers with loaded guns.

"Kids, take a break, maybe there's a big battle waiting for us later. The man who spoke was a gray-haired Caucasian man sitting on a sofa, who looked to be in his fifties, dressed in a camouflage combat uniform, and with a desert eagle of incredible fire stuck in a belt around his waist.

"Whew!" the soldiers who had been standing upright like towers shouted at the same time, resting on the spot and sitting cross-legged.

"Dear Colonel Berg, your soldier is as obedient as the legend says!" Sitting on the other sofa was also a Caucasian man, with blonde hair and blue eyes, a firm and clear facial contour, coupled with a tall figure and a good temperament, he was a classic good skin that was quite popular in Western high society.

"Mr. Smith, we are soldiers, and obedience is the rule of soldiers!" Colonel Berg glanced at Smith with a blank expression, to be honest, he was very unpleasant to see this playboy sissy, eight years ago, when he was fighting bloody battles in West Africa, his wife climbed into someone else's bed, and that bastard really looked a little like the bastard in front of him. If it weren't for the special identity of this guy in front of him, and the fact that he was tied to the rule of "taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others", he wouldn't mind inserting the desert eagle on his waist into the mouth of this bastard and firing a shot. He could have imagined the scene - the sand eagle's massive explosive force would blast the head that had been bobbing its head into a watermelon.

Smith shrugged his shoulders, and in his experience he could not see that the Colonel Berg was very unpleasant to him. But he didn't care, he only cared about the mother-in-law who could drag the upstairs room today. As soon as he thought of that oriental woman, he couldn't help but feel hot all over. It's not that he hasn't tried Oriental women, in fact, countless women try to go to the clouds and rain with him every year, but he has a very high vision, and he can't look down on those women whose professions seem noble but are actually inferior to bitch. No one knew that after countless encounters in the mall and countless defeats at the hands of that woman, he actually fell in love with the Chinese woman named Ruan Yu pathologically. If he can conquer such an oriental strong woman, it will be another peak climax of his life.

The above order was to let Colonel Berg's men kill the woman if it was absolutely necessary, but he had no such intention at all, he wanted to put this woman in the harem in California, thinking that one day, there was such a woman who was looking forward to his presence every day, he couldn't help but feel the urge to stand up and scream.

Colonel Berg glanced at Smith with disgust, he was a little unaccustomed to the madness of this man, which gave him a sense of crisis in the African wilderness with Shiba Dog as his company. In fact, he was a little curious, with the strength of their professional mercenaries, they could almost completely defeat a small Arab country, but Smith spent a lot of money to hire them, but only to ask them to stop a female guest in the upstairs suite. Berg has his own professional pride, he doesn't ask what he shouldn't ask, he doesn't say what he shouldn't say, and with his excellent military qualities, such mercenaries can open the door to the international market. They had already had a direct confrontation with the bodyguards upstairs in the morning, and they had taken down five of the six bodyguards, and one had not just tried to trap people in that room, and the children would have taken that room in less than a minute. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the price given by the other party this time was double the usual price, they wouldn't have taken up a business that sounded so simple - after retiring from the British Airborne Corps, Berg joined the mercenaries and traveled all over the world, until he finally became the commander of the world's top three mercenaries. But so what? they are the third largest mercenary in the world, and in time, they will be able to climb to the top of the championship.

"Colonel, there's a helicopter approaching the top floor!" heard the voice of the roof guard in the headset.

"Let them identify themselves!" After the headset instructed the soldiers, Berg frowned and looked at Smith, "There is a helicopter requesting to land on the top floor, did you arrange it?"

Smith shrugged his shoulders: "Relax, my Colonel, this is the famous Burj Al Arab in Dubai, seven-star standard, and those who come here to stay are not rich and expensive." We have two floors, but we can't interfere with others, can we?"

"Colonel, the other party said that it was President Yamatomi Okamoto of the Japanese Yamatomi Group, and he had already booked to stay in the hotel today. The soldier upstairs reported, "I have just checked the reservation records of the hotel, and it is true that there is a Japanese named Yamatomi Okamoto who will be staying today." ”

Berg took a breath and thought for a moment before saying, "Let go!"

The helicopter slowly landed on the circular tarmac on the top floor of the Alberta Hotel, and the faces of the two soldiers were almost deformed by the huge air current. I saw the hatch of the helicopter open, and a young man in his twenties jumped out, with a face in the east. The soldier was secretly relieved, but his finger was still on the trigger of the submachine gun.

"Is it Mr. Yamatomi Okamoto?" the soldier asked in stiff Japanese, but the helicopter started up again, and the roar was so loud that he could barely hear his own words.

However, the two mercenaries met them in a very experienced form of coercion, and one of them asked again, "Mr. Yamatomi Okamoto?"

The corners of the young man's mouth in the pilot's sunglasses were raised, and the smile was as bewitching as a stunning oriental woman, and the soldier who asked him was stunned.

Finally, the helicopter left, but "Mr. Shanfu" looked at them and smiled: "Shanfu, your mother!"

Before he could react, one of them flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell to the ground and spat out two mouthfuls of blood, unconscious.

"You ......" Before the remaining one could speak, he was pressed on the acupuncture point on the neck by the man who looked more charming and charming than the woman, and his head was tilted and he fainted.

"Sam, what's going upstairs?" asked Colonel Berg over the headphones.

The man picked up the communication equipment and said, "It's okay, it's normal, the hotel waiter has already picked up Mr. Yamatomi downstairs." The voice was exactly the same as that of Sam, who had just fallen unconscious.