Chapter Forty-Seven: General, Best Wishes, Jedi!
As the saying goes.
People are old and treacherous, horses are old and slippery, rabbits are old and eagles are difficult to take.
This is a derogatory meaning, saying that as a person's experience grows, the heart and eyes will become very much. Now it seems that this is true. Xing Jie's two brushes are not enough to look at at all.
Originally, I thought that it would anger the old man, and then respond to all changes with the same, and the group rushed out to kill.
But this old fellow has become even more gloomy since the last time he suffered a loss.
was unmoved by Xing Jie's simple sarcasm, and there was not even a sign of anger.
With a simple wave of his hand, hundreds of soldiers surrounded him with assault rifles. This is very boring, they don't fight for the level of combat power at all, they simply use a lot of people to surround Xing Jie and them. All of them were removed from their weapons and brought before General Asher.
Although Basang's individual strength is unmatched, it is helpless to be surrounded by so many people.
Who would dare to move?
The end result is that everyone immediately becomes a hornet's nest.
"I said, General, you also want to save some face for Nepal, right? What are you trying to do with a heavy army stationed in this place in Badgaon? Do you secretly subvert the Nepalese government?"
If the person does not fall down, the cooked duck will be left with a hard mouth.
It's Xing Jie.
The consequence was that a soldier severely beat the butt of a rifle.
", it hurts. Emers, you bastard. If you don't come out again, I'll have this butt on your head. ”
General Asher looked at Xing Jie with a smile on his face and said nothing. The expression on his face was very interesting, as if Xing Jie was doing some very interesting performance there.
"Why do you think I won't kill you?"
"You have wasted so much effort just to kill me? This is completely inconsistent with your view of interests. Not only will killing me not do you any good, but it will also cause mad revenge in the eight places! Also, don't say anything about revenge or not, in your eyes, the dead have no meaning!"
General Asher raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.
After circling around Xing Jie a few times, he reached out and pulled out the dragon claw knife, and reinserted it after a few strokes in his hand.
"Good knives, sharp like no other. ”
"I sold it to you, but it's a bit expensive!"
General Asher smiled and ignored Xing Jie, just turned around and walked towards the darkness.
Before leaving, he said softly: "Take them away!"
Hearing this, after Xing Jie and Basang glanced at each other, their eyebrows immediately wrinkled.
When an Indian general gave orders to his subordinates, he did not use his own Chinese language, but used English? Xing Jie did not think that this was General Asher's hospitality, lest Xing Jie could not understand Indian and made a thoughtful move.
Then the meaning is clear.
Are these soldiers all mercenaries?
It's hard to believe that a general, who is a big name in the Indian military, would hire that kind of war wild dog. It's simply unthinkable. Just when Xing Jie was surprised, their group was directly stuffed into a helicopter!
Nepal, ah, Nepal. You're really hopeless, three or four helicopters are flying away in the night sky, and a dozen or so troop carriers are swaggering across the border without even a single person checking it.
Even if you originally belonged to India, but now you are an independent and sovereign country.
What about your minimum dignity?
And then what?
Got everyone in the air, and the incredible happened.
The plane kept flying south.
General Asher, what are you doing here? You are a North Indian general, and you are flying to this kind of South India, which you despise, purely for the sake of excitement?
After changing planes a few times, Xing Jie found that those soldiers had changed more than one batch in silence. By the time they arrived in the city of Ktak, all the original mercenaries had disappeared.
As for where those people would go, Xing Jie didn't even ask, where could they go?
Xing Jie's heart felt a chill.
This General Asher seems to be really going crazy, killing so many people for a single operation, Xing Jie doesn't think he can end up here!
However, when the general led them into the only five-star hotel in Cuttac City, he not only returned everyone's weapons to Xing Jie, but even arranged a grand dinner.
"General, please tell me anything clearly. What happened along the way, how did you make me think if you wanted me to do something?"
Unexpectedly, General Asher shook his head indifferently, took a sip of a glass of juice and said, "I introduced you to someone." ”
After speaking, he waved his hand and ordered the people to withdraw from the banquet.
After all the servants had left, a figure slowly appeared at the door of the banquet hall.
It's a good old man!
However, now he doesn't want to be so domineering when he was in Norway, but he can't be old, and his original straight waist is already rickety at this time. I didn't pay too much attention to Xing Jie when I passed by, just glanced at it and didn't say anything.
What happened?
Is this still the old man who looks forward to self-pride and looks down on the world?
He sat down slowly, took a sip of tea, and then raised his head again.
Then he said lightly a shocking sentence.
"Han Zhongxuan lost, completely lost. So, he's dead!"
For Xing Jie and Basang, this sentence is simply incredible. That Han Zhongxuan, who was so arrogant that no one put it in his eyes, actually died?
How is this possible?
Such superb martial arts, such profound knowledge. The funds at his disposal are often calculated in hundreds of millions, and it can be said that the masters around him are like clouds, fierce people are like rain, and the combat power in his hands is not even the top level of Basang!
Such a fierce man died quietly like this?
After saying this, the look on the old man's face became even more bitter, but his eyes still showed the essence of Taoism.
What did he say this for?
Complaining?
Gain sympathy?
What a joke. Do you need the sympathy of others to kill a god like this? Can you try to sympathize with it? Believe it or not, he will break your neck on the spot?
"This time, I asked General Asher to invite you over, mainly to ask you for a favor and go to a place to get something. Except for the one I need, you can take whatever else is there, and I don't participate in dividends, so what if you don't want a cent?"
No one accosted him, they all looked at Xing Jie, waiting for him to make a decision.
"What if it's the only thing you said it is?
Before he finished speaking, a check fell into Xing Jie's hand.
"Twenty million dollars?"
"It's 20 million per person, and the dividends are calculated separately!"
"I need someone to back us for safety! I don't want to wait for us to come out and be greeted by a black hole with a muzzle!"
"Sixteen generals from China and India witnessed your excavation. ”
"Materials!"
……
The suite was spacious, the bed was huge, the environment was nice, and the gentle sea breeze blew in from the window, filling the room with the smell of the sea.
But after Xing Jie read the information, he fell out in anger.
Zhu Lao and General Asher teamed up to excavate six times, and the only result was that the entire army was wiped out!
This isn't a relic, it's a Jedi!