"Hahaha, the Hand of God, how powerful I think, in the end he is not a rooster and dog thief, what else to talk about rebuilding the social pattern, establishing a new order of mankind, and not afraid of being laughed at and lose his big teeth!" Clark looked at the copied himself, looked at Westbrook and laughed wildly.

Over the years, he has coerced others, and no one has ever coerced him so much, as the world's largest mercenary leader, he can be regarded as home.

They were all thousand-year-old foxes, and he knew very well what Westbrook's mind was thinking, and he knew what the weight of his life was now, and it was a joke to ask him for the password to the diamond safe from his mouth.

"Don't be complacent, I have a way to pry your mouth open and give you a taste of mercenary methods!" Westbrook has already eaten Clark, there are three people in this room, and no matter which one of them strikes, Clark will not survive.

Intermediate genetic warriors are basically incomprehensible in front of ordinary people, even if Clark is also very awesome, it can be said that he is an ordinary soldier who grew up, even though he has rich experience, flexible mind, and spicy methods, but his force value has never reached the level of Duan Wuya, and he can't hurt these people in front of him at all.

"I know the methods of mercenaries, over the years, whether it is intelligence or espionage, as long as you catch the mouth, there is no mercenary mouth that cannot be pried, I have been the head of the mercenary for so many years, I know this too well, the matter has come to this, I can't say it, but I have one condition!" What was unexpected was that Clark gave in so easily.

Westbrook and the fake Clark froze for a moment, and then relieved, if Clark was an officer who was leading the front-line charge, perhaps, he would not bow to them at all, and the people who had been fighting had only one thought, so if they killed the enemy, then they would be killed.

But Clark is different, he has been pampered for so many years, and the spirit of not being afraid of death has long disappeared from the clouds, not to mention that he still has a lot of money, and countless beauties have not enjoyed, he is used to being rich and noble, and he can't afford it.

I once remember a story about a landlord who made a bet with a beggar that if the beggar could stand at the foot of the south wall overnight without freezing to death in the snowy wax moon, he would be willing to marry his daughter to the beggar and give half of the family property to the beggar.

So, the beggar stood barefoot in the thick snow, the next morning, the landlord drank morning tea and was ready to let people carry the beggar's body out and throw it to feed the dog, I don't want to, although the beggar's lips are white, but he is still alive and well, the landlord does what he says, really gave the beggar half of the property, and married his daughter to the beggar, since then, the beggar counterattack has been successful, and the beggar has won the beauty of the family fortune, and has embarked on the peak of life.

Two years later, the landlord met the beggar again, again with the same bet, the other half of the landlord's property and the younger daughter, who was more beautiful than the eldest daughter. The beggar has long coveted his sister-in-law, it is difficult to miss this opportunity, just ask, what is easier than betting to earn all this, this game is easier than robbing.

It was still a cold winter, and the snow was fluttering, and he was still a beggar who had been blessed, but this time he was much smarter than before, wearing a thin shirt and a pair of boots under his feet, and the landlord agreed to this condition.

Early the next morning, after the landlord had morning tea, he called Mr. Ledger to collect the property that had been lost for two years, and ordered several long-term workers to throw the beggars out to feed the dogs.

Afterwards, some old friends of the landlord asked, why dare to bet for the second time, you must know that if the second time the landlord loses, it is equivalent to taking his own old life, the landlord laughed, told the old friend, the previous beggar is not hungry, no clothes, no fixed place, cold and starvation is a common thing, not to mention freezing overnight, if you give a bowl of hot soup to drink, two nights beggars can survive.

The landlord said with a smile that the beggars who had lived as rich for two years wore silk and satin, ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, and had fans for enjoying the cool of the air and for the cold, and had no way of adapting to such a cold weather, and would inevitably freeze to death if they went out to stand.

Although this is a story, the truth is still very simple, the environment makes everything, Clark has been pampered for so long, and the fearless spirit in his body has long disappeared, of course, this is a superficial analysis, and it is also what Westbrook and the fake Clark think.

"If you really know the current affairs, what are the conditions, just say, if I can do it, I will definitely do it!" When Westbrook heard that Clark was willing to say all this, his heart was already twitching with excitement, and even his breath became short, at this time, no matter what Westbrook asked, he would agree.

"I want my brother Westbrook to live, in addition, North African EO, please be kind, don't change the signboard, after all, it is my life's work, and I can't be ruined in my hands, and, please be kind to these brothers!" Clark said this, with a sincere face, compared to these words should be from his heart, after so many years of hard work, he was sincerely reluctant.

"No problem, human nature, I can promise you all this!" Westbrook didn't think about what to do with North African EO, for him, getting this batch of diamonds is the most important thing, as for this group of people, it is best to be able to co-opt, anyway, there is a copy of Clark now, it is not difficult to return to the organization, as for whether to keep the name of North African EO, for them, it has no impact.

"I hope you can do it, I know, after I finish the password, my life should be over, well, I don't seem to have a choice, you come over and I'll tell you someone, I don't want my wealth to be known by so many people, so, I don't feel at ease when I die!" Clark looked at Westbrook after speaking.

Westbrook was already going crazy with excitement, as long as he figured out about this batch of diamonds, his status within the organization would inevitably rise, and despite the reminder of the fake Clark, he walked in front of Clark without fear.

"Aha!" Clark smiled weirdly, and moved his fingers that had been hiding under the table for most of the day, and a cage made of pure steel fell down in an instant, locking Westbrook inside, and before he could react, a grenade that had already pulled the fuse was thrown in, and then, I saw Clark in front of him suddenly fall down with the seat.

(End of chapter)