Chapter Eighty-Three: Each Has His Own Suffering

Like a pistol and a cigarette, grabbing bullets with bare hands is also an outdated episode that has long been flooded in all kinds of bad movies to show the protagonist's unique talent, the difference is only that one is a shootout film and the other is a science fiction film, but you have to admit that this kind of routine for live performances, especially when the interactive audience is almost shot in the head, is still very shocking, such as the international mercenary in front of him who licked blood and killed people like hemp, and was shocked and speechless by the little hand we exposed. … ≦ top novel,

"Phew!" After a long silence, the bad scholar boy completed his psychological construction, and spat out unwillingly and resentfully, muttering: "The past two years have been really unfavorable, how can I always meet customers like you......?

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" the bad scholar's inexplicable words made me feel foggy, and I couldn't help but ask.

"It's none of your business!" the bad scholar, who felt that he couldn't hold his face, retorted angrily, and indignantly stuffed the cigar into his mouth and sucked it up.

The atmosphere was tense and awkward, and I was a little annoyed by this grandson's stinginess, so I simply stopped paying attention to this tsundere boy, lifted the cigar that had been clipped to my fingers, and took a hard sip on the side of my mouth.

"Ahem!Phew!" The cigar was only smoked, and I was choked by the strong spicy smell and coughed and cried, this is the so-called famous king of South American cigars? It feels like stuffing peppercorns with peppercorns, wrapping them in shallots and soaking them in ginger juice overnight, and then lighting a fire to stuff them in your mouth, it is said that a cigar of this brand is worth an apple, and I think those rich people have so many kidneys that they have no place to put it before they spend money to smoke this kind of thing......

As soon as I snuffed out the cigarette butt, I glared angrily at the bad scholar, and gambled on the fight. This grandson is so inauthentic that he even gave me a fake cigarette!

"What do you think I'm doing?" the bad scholar seemed to know what I was thinking, and raised the cigar in his hand to prove his innocence: "This is the authentic smell!

In fact, there is no need for this kid to say, as soon as he smells his nose, he knows that the two cigarettes are dug out of a coal kiln, and he knows that he can't adapt to this kind of high-end luxury by looking at the frowning appearance of the bad scholar, and then again, this kid is also quite hard. In order to pretend to be in shape, he forced to smoke this thing into a tenth of it, which shocked and admired me more than he lit a cigarette with a volley.

Without hesitation, I threw the cigar aside, and I took out a box of soft white sand from my ass pocket, not that we were spoiling good things, but since we couldn't stand this high-end product, why bother ourselves for the sake of face and vanity? Smoking is already harmful to health, so why should we suffer this sin at the risk of overdrawing our lives?

After I took out my cigarette, the bad scholar stared at the cigarette case in my hand. This kid smoked more than me just now, and naturally he also needs to moisten his throat with white sand, but he can't wipe his face and ask me for it.

"Shall you have one?" I had no intention of being angry with a bad scholar because of such a trivial matter, so I took one in my mouth and tentatively handed the cigarette case to the kid.

"Uh...... Thank you, "Bad scholars are not unreasonable people after all." Seeing that I took the initiative to show goodwill, my attitude immediately softened. After a little twisting, he still took the cigarette case in my hand.

"Here, light it," the kid offered to light a cigarette for me, and then he raised the big silver gun in his hand and leaned over to my face, and I kicked the kid away. He took out a lighter from his pocket and said angrily: "You still use this!? Do you really think that no one cares about shooting in this wilderness?"

“…… The bad scholar put away his gun a little embarrassedly, "And I really didn't bring a lighter today." ”

I lit a cigarette for this kid and said with a smile: "If you want to be like you, how many lives do you pay for smoking two puffs of cigarettes a day in that place?"

Not to mention, the friendship that came out of the white sand. It's really deeper than the friendship that came out of the cigar smoking, after the two cigarettes were smoked, we just looked at each other unpleasantly, and we actually gave birth to a little bit of pity for not knowing each other, and the hero saw the hero's sense of pity, so on the way back by car, we had a chat without a match:

"Brother's marksmanship is good!"

"Rolling in the pile of dead people, either you beat people to death or people kill you, you can't do it if you don't practice," the bad scholar replied in a muffled voice without enthusiasm.

I nodded understandingly: "It's not easy to do what you do, it's a big loss of work for others to desert at work, and you lose your life if you get distracted a little......"

"It used to be okay," said the bad scholar, "although it is very hard to run around, but there is wine, meat and brothers, and the whole family is not hungry when one person eats enough, but now it is ......"

I interjected, "Married now?"

The bad scholar shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Where, now that I have changed jobs to a new company, the work pressure is too great." ”

I was secretly surprised, it turns out that the mercenary industry is also like ordinary office workers, with such and such trivial troubles.

"If you want to talk about the professional level and professional ability of the brothers, it is also the top in the industry," the bad scholar opened the conversation box and began to babble and complain to me: "Generally, the second-class mercenary mission, that's definitely not a problem! But our female boss ...... Alas! The heart is really too big, it's not that hundreds of millions of dollars of tasks are not accepted! Hundreds of millions, with such a large sum of money to do things, can that matter be simple? We have seen all kinds of demons and monsters in the past two years, if it weren't for the ...... Our boss spent a lot of money to bring in a few high-ranking people, and we don't know how many times we lost our heads. ”

"If it's just danger, being a mercenary is to fight for wealth and nobility with your life, and you have no complaints when you die, the key is, it's too much to hit our confidence with those demons," the bad scholar said lonely: "They men, women, and children are charging ahead, and our group of professional mercenaries are only left to follow behind to sweep the floor and touch the corpses, although there is a lot of money, but the work is really boring." ”

"Well, brother, don't mind if I'll tell you the truth," I said cautiously while driving: "According to you, I feel that your boss is very good to you, the work is easy and the commission is high and the security is guaranteed, such a conscientious leader is not easy to find." ”

"That being said, but...... Forget it, you don't understand it. The bad scholar smiled bitterly: "If I just want to work steadily, I might as well study and engage in scientific research like you, or let's change jobs?"

"Heh, you think I'm better," I smiled wryly this time, "What the am I ...... Forget it, you definitely don't understand what I said, each has its own suffering......" (To be continued.) )