"Don't be like this, Lin Rui, I'm still very sincere. "Ke * Le* Yan * Qing * Shou * Fa ()" "Yan * Qing * Shou * Fa You can't pass this responsibility on me just because the situation is complicated and your own people almost suffered losses. I'm the employer's representative, you're the executing party's representative, and that's it. Contractually, I don't owe you anything. Qin Chuan shook his head and said.

"That's a good point. Anyway, it's not the first time we've been deceived by a bona fide employer. Lin Rui shook his head and said.

"You have nothing to lose. Besides, those who do your business are hard-working. When you take on the mission, you have put your own life and safety in a position that can be sold. Even if there are casualties, no one can blame. Qin Chuan shook his head and said.

"You're only a fraction right. Our line of work is very dangerous, and our life and death have nothing to do with our employers. But we don't sell our lives, we sell services. A close-fitting design that serves the military with great precision.

This service is designed and implemented for employers based on accurate information provided by them, provided that the information is accurate. If an employer provides false information or deliberately withholds it, it endangers us and the mission itself. And we are never soft on those who harm us. Do you know how we will deal with this kind of person?" Lin Rui looked at Qin Chuan unceremoniously.

Qin Chuan pondered for a while and smiled bitterly, "So, you really did the stabbing of the Russian she-bear?"

"So you'd better rejoice in our patience. Lin Rui looked at him and said.

Qin Chuan didn't speak again, just turned around and left, "Let's talk when I have time." He stepped onto the helicopter and flew away from the area with the roar of the engines.

Lin Rui also turned around and shouted, "Get in the car, let's leave this ghost place." ”

"Where, boss?" asked Sausage.

"There's wine, there's a big meal, there's a place for women. Lin Rui said casually, "Lao Tzu is going to go to bad luck." The group of mercenaries was in ecstasy and sped away in their cars. Two cars kicked up two billowing clouds of smoke and dust on the land. Qin Chuan watched them leave from the helicopter, and a sneer rose on the corner of his mouth.

Two days later, Lin Rui and others arrived in South Africa, and Sergei's injuries required hospitalization for a few days. While others are caught up in a brief frenzy after the mission.

It takes some courage to enter a black bar in South Africa, because South Africa's social security is relatively bad, and you will often encounter drunks, ** entanglements, or thieves and scoundrels in bars and dance halls. But the South African pub is very atmospheric, and the bar in West Bay Village, just outside East London Harbour, made the O2 players linger.

During the day, the bar window overlooks the Indian Ocean, a 16th-century European church, a post office, and a black brother holding a bottle of wine on the grass in the sun. Gotham Detective. At night, the 100-year-old East London Lighthouse on the coast outside the village stands like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life, standing on the southernmost coast of Africa.

Sitting alone in the corner of the bar, you can faintly see the traces left by more than 350 years of apartheid in South Africa - the wall that divides the whole bar in two, in the era of "chickens and dogs hear each other, old and dead do not get along", white bars on one side and black bars on the other, connected by a corridor for operators.

The walls are very different, the patterns are different, the doors are facing different directions, and one faces the downtown area, which is the traditional style of pure Europeans. One faces the path and enters through a side door. The two bars have different alcohol prices, and the black bars are cheaper for five cents, just like the bus fare to the black neighborhood, which reflects the policy of tilting towards blacks.

Apartheid and discrimination have been abolished for several years, and there are blacks in and out of white bars, but there is a kind of restraint in the demeanor, which is not as relaxed as in black bars, which may be a cultural difference, and hopefully not a shadow that cannot be erased from the heart.

Watching black people sing and dance in this bar is a pleasure. That night, in the midst of singing and dancing, a white young man appeared in front of the door leading to the hallway, his eyes dulled, and he staggered onto the dance floor, apparently alcohol at work. Suddenly, the screams of girls were heard on the dimly lit dance floor, and several black girls scattered and fled like frightened antelopes in the African wilderness, and the atmosphere in the whole bar became tense for a moment.

Many people fear that a riot is imminent. At this moment, an Asian calmly greeted him, he spread his arms and danced with a blonde woman, which immediately dispelled the tension on the field, it was Lin Rui and Yelena. Around them, the other O2 members were lazy and drunk. This is a gathering point for them in South Africa.

In fact, it is also an asset of the Black Island Company, and while it is profitable, it is also a place to exchange intelligence information.

When Lin Rui walked back to his seat, he asked for another glass of wine, staring at the light of the lighthouse outside the window, staring at the swaying figures on the wall, and the unquiet bar had another smell of alcohol. He didn't bring his players here just to relax.

Originally, after the mission was over, they were allowed to rest for a few days, as was customary. But Lin Rui was worried about the deterioration of the Russian Yankee's injuries and advocated that he be sent to the hospital first. In Africa, the only place where medical conditions are still the same is South Africa.

So when Sergei was examined in the hospital, Lin Rui received a text message with only this address on it. The message was sent to him alone, using a special cipher, and Lin Rui also knew who the person who sent the message was. This special code was previously used to send special messages between mercenaries via text message, but now few people use it.

Lin Rui only learned it after he became a mercenary, and the person who taught him was the person who sent him this message. Zhao Jianfei, who has disappeared for a while, how could he send him a message at this time, and what is his purpose?

Lin Rui didn't think much about it, but he knew that no matter what the situation, Zhao Jianfei would not attack him, just as he couldn't attack Zhao Jianfei. It's just that Zhao Jianfei has always acted cautiously and rarely contacted him in this way. Mobile phone communications are easily intercepted and unsafe. Generally, people like Zhao Jianfei will use some very remote Internet chat rooms, or encrypted email communication.

So when someone broke in by mistake just now, Lin Rui immediately pulled Yelena over. But it turned out to be just a misunderstanding. So even if Lin Rui sat down to drink, his eyes kept looking around.

Yelena seemed to notice his abnormality and frowned, "Are you waiting for someone?"

Lin Rui was silent for a while and nodded, "Sort of." ”

"Man or woman?" said Yelena with a smile.

"It's not good, maybe it's a man or maybe it's a woman. I wish it was a beauty, at least pleasing to the eye. Lin Rui said with a smile.