Although Zhang Lang now has the Evil Wolf Gang, a very large force in the demon capital, there is no one at all except Chen Er, except for Chen Er, as the so-called one general is worth ten thousand troops, even if there are many people under his hands, but without a suitable leader, it can only be a plate of scattered sand.

Although Chen Er is also a martial arts person, Zhang Lang sees people very accurately, he knows that Chen Er lacks a kind of wisdom to strategize, Chen Er can only be regarded as a general at most, but he cannot be a person who leads the overall situation. And Zhang Lang's ambition is not to be in the underground forces, so he wants to find a spokesperson for himself for the underground forces, and he doesn't want to interfere too much.

The reason why Chen Er was pushed to the leader of the Evil Wolf Gang in the first place, Zhang Lang was really helpless, because at that time he had no one to use, and Zhang Lang didn't want to inform his former partners, after all, he had returned to the city, so he wanted to say goodbye to his past self completely, but now it seems that it is impossible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lang sighed helplessly, sure enough, what he said was right, one day and no one can escape this fate.

"Don't worry, when I get some people to come over, I'll have only one voice in the entire West End. After Zhang Lang listened to Chen Er's report, he was silent for a while and said.

"But Brother Lang ......"

"What? Do you doubt the strength of the people I found?, when the people I found come, they won't be jumping for a few more days. Zhang Lang directly interrupted Chen Er's next words, and said with a smile, although he was smiling, his eyes were constantly emitting cold light, and that smile made Chen Er feel cold no matter how he looked at it.

"I know, Brother Lang. Chen Er heard Zhang Lang's words, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded and replied.

"Er, I've worked hard for you these days!" Zhang Lang got up and walked in front of Chen Er, patted him on the shoulder, and said as he gave Chen Er a bear hug.

Sometimes, there are some things that men don't need words to say at all, they only need one action to understand each other's intentions, Chen Er looked at Zhang Lang's departing back, a trace of perseverance flashed in his eyes, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists.

Although Zhang Lang didn't look back, because of the induction of a martial artist in the late stage of the Ran Realm, he also felt the changes in Chen Er, and sighed in his heart, he really didn't see the wrong person at the beginning.

Zhang Lang walked down the street back to his villa, took out his mobile phone and broadcast several international encrypted calls like Ola's one after another.

Then he continued to walk slowly and leisurely, waiting for a response from the other end of the phone.

In a war-torn country in Africa, a team of mercenaries is fighting the enemy on the battlefield.

A big man nearly two meters tall, carrying a Gatling in each hand, was standing in the front row of the trench and constantly strafing wildly, and his body was covered with all kinds of *, which looked like a humanoid tank.

"Haha, come on, grandchildren, grandpa will give you bullets to eat. The big man was obviously in a hurry, took off the two* on his chest and threw them into the enemy's position, and then raised the Gatling for another burst of strafing.

But just as Dahan was about to lead people to rush into the enemy's position and kill all sides, the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly. This is a very hidden phone of Dahan's own, although he has always carried it with him on the battlefield, and few people know about this phone.

Dahan stopped, but his hand instinctively waved forward, and then the people who followed Dahan thought that Dahan had suppressed the other party with firepower and couldn't raise their heads, and then they screamed and charged.

Then I heard the other party sound a dense gunshot, and then the people in front of the big man began to curse the big man.

"What the fuck are you doing with the battery?"

"What kind of plane are you working on, I fuck the battery?"

"Oh, FUCK YOU Turret!"

And then there was no then.

At the same time, in a large hospital in the United States, a gray-haired foreigner was saying to a young Chinese doctor in broken Chinese: "Doctor, the customers we receive this time are very important, and you must show your 100% strength." I still have a lot of faith in your medical skills. ”

"I see. The young doctor just nodded indifferently, then turned and walked towards the operating room.

When he arrived at the door of the operation, the young doctor's phone suddenly rang, and the person on the other end of the phone only said "Doctor, come to the magic capital!" and hung up the phone.

But the young doctor stood there like a lightning strike, and it took a few moments to come to his senses, and then the doctor turned to the gray-haired foreigner and said, "I'm sorry Johnson, I think I may not be able to work with you from now on." I still have something urgent, so I'll go first. ”

"Why? Zheng, you are the youngest and most powerful doctor I have ever seen, is it because the salary is not enough? I can give you more money, how about 300,000 US dollars? Oh not 400,000. As soon as Johnson heard that the young doctor was leaving, he stopped directly in front of him and said anxiously.

"Johnson it's not about the money, you know I never cared about these things, I had a reason why I had to go, so I'm sorry Johnson. To Johnson's surprise, the young doctor, who usually didn't care about anything and didn't want to speak, said so much to him at this time. One can imagine how much of an impact that phone call had on him.

"What is it for?" Zheng, can you tell me why?"

"Why?" Hearing Johnson's words, the young doctor raised his head, with a look of remembrance in his eyes, then turned his head to look at Johnson and said with a smile: "My boss has something." He turned around and walked away without even looking back.

"Since I can't get you, I won't let you work for another hospital. Johnson said viciously as he stared at the young doctor's back, then picked up his phone and dialed the hospital security guard.

An hour later, the young doctor appeared in the waiting room of the airport in the United States, and Johnson also received a phone call that made him break out in a cold sweat.

In a secret financial studio on Wall Street in the United States, several bigwigs of financial traders are jumping to their feet angrily and cursing.

"What is he doing, bastard!"

"FUCK!DON'T LET ME SEE THIS BASTARD AGAIN, OR I'LL KILL HIM. ”

"This bastard he actually left at this time, and now the funds of several multinational companies have been trapped, just waiting for him to operate, he is actually missing at this time, bastard, FUCK!"

As for why they are so angry, it is because the new financial genius of Wall Street in the United States, Lone Huang, suddenly disappeared after trapping the corporate funds of several multinational companies.

You must know that now is the most critical moment of the financial war, as long as this battle is fought, you can basically smoothly enter these multinational companies, but now the disappearance of the lone emperor directly makes everything abortive, and it is very likely that tens of billions of rice gold will be lost, how can this not make them angry?

At this time, the lonely emperor that everyone was looking for was sitting in the waiting room of the United States airport chatting with the young doctor.

"Xiaoqiang, you also received a call from the boss?" asked the lonely emperor as he turned to the young doctor. This is a man who is extremely handsome, especially the temperament of an aristocratic son, which makes those women at the airport in the United States frequently flatter him.

"How many times have you said it, don't call me Xiaoqiang! The young doctor did not answer the Lone Emperor's words, and angrily corrected the Lone Emperor's address to himself.

"You're just jealous of being more handsome than you. The Lone Emperor said to the doctor indifferently.

Although the doctor is also good-eyed, and with his white coat, he has a unique flavor, but compared with the Lone Emperor, it is obviously a grade behind.

Hearing the words of the Lone Emperor, he directly exploded, jumped up and said to the Lone Emperor: "Fuck, why haven't you seen you for a few months, do you kid have itchy skin and want to fight?"

"Fuck, just fight, I'm afraid of you. The lone emperor threw away the cigarette butt and stood up directly, and punched the doctor.

Then there was a very serious brawl at the airport in the United States, and the two parties were directly ordered by the airport in the United States to refund their tickets and not to get on the plane.

"Big brother, you finally need me now! Don't worry, I will definitely surprise you when I go back this time. "At the same time, in the Iron and Blood Training Camp, the same thing happened to the previous people.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old, lewd-looking teenager was quickly packing up his clothes in a bedroom in the Iron and Blood Training Camp while muttering to himself.

"Little hand, what are you going to do?" Just as the young man was about to step out of the gate of the Iron Blood Training Camp with his duffel bag on his back, suddenly, a charming and moving voice came from behind him.

The young man's steps suddenly stiffened, and then he turned his head a little stiffly, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "Sister Ola, I don't want to do anything, it's just that it's too boring in the training camp, and I want to go out for a walk." The owner of the charming voice that stopped the boy was none other than the foreign woman who had some ambiguous relationship with Zhang Lang in the iron-blooded training camp, Ola, known as the blood-colored enchantress.

"Oh, little hands, is that really the case? You know my abilities to know what I want to know in this world, but you can't hide it from me. Ola walked up to the boy in a few steps, and then stared straight at the boy with a pair of large pale blue eyes.

The young man was really a little panicked by Ora's eyes, of course, if he only stared at it, it would be impossible for the young man to have such a panicked look, just because this woman didn't know when she took out a dagger and was playing with it in her hand.

"Okay, okay, Sister Ola, you won, I said that's it. In the end, the boy couldn't stand the silent threat of Ola's dagger and chose to give in.

After making those encrypted phone calls, Zhang Lang did not go home, but took a taxi and headed towards the airport.