The woman hugged the little boy tightly, and the boy, who seemed to know the consequences of his mother, cried loudly, and the lollipop in his hand fell to the ground.

Several stragglers ignored the woman's pleas for mercy and tore hard, and the little boy cried bitterly after being pulled away alive.

At this time, the homeless man's song ended, slowly came to Zhang Ran, and said politely: "Sir, can you please help me hold it?" After speaking, he handed the guitar in his hand to Zhang Ran.

Zhang Ran took the homeless man's guitar, looked up and saw the homeless man take out a silver wine jug from his trouser pocket, take a sip and walk towards several stragglers, looking at the back of the slowly walking past, Zhang Ran suddenly felt a cold murderous aura emanating from the homeless man.

The homeless man came to the little boy sitting on the ground, stroked his head gently, picked up the lollipop that had fallen on the ground, and put it in his mouth: "I have already accepted your employment funds. ”

After speaking, he slowly stood up and looked at the straggler in front of him.

When the straggler saw the homeless man, he smiled and said, "A person who asks for food should also be nosy? It's not something that a hero saves beauty like you do, go back" Before the mercenary finished speaking, a bright fighting knife had already been inserted into his mouth.

The mercenary who was about to fight back was pointed at by the desert eagle in the other hand of the homeless man.

"Bang." Without hesitation, he shot the head, and the remaining two stragglers raised their guns one after another, ready to shoot, while the homeless man strode in front of him, crossed his hands and attacked at the same time with the Desert Eagle, and the four stragglers fell in a pool of blood in a moment.

The woman held the little boy in her arms and comforted the boy in her arms, and the woman looked up at the homeless man and kept saying: "

Thank you, thank you, thank you. ”

The homeless man said, "Go away and get out of here." ”

"Yes." After saying that, the woman hugged the little boy and quickly left.

The homeless man came to Zhang Ran with a lollipop in his mouth, and still said very politely: "Sir, thank you." After speaking, he retrieved the guitar in Zhang Ran's hand and continued to play against the wall.

Zhang Ran came to his side, looked at the homeless man who seemed to have nothing happening, and said, "You're not afraid that their team members will come?" ”

The homeless man replied to Zhang Ran while playing: "What if you come?" Would they think that a homeless man killed four mercenaries? Hehe, unless you're one of their team, sir. ”

Zhang Ran laughed: "I don't have this ability, but your identity shouldn't be a homebum, right?" ”

"Seeing such a scene, you are completely the same as other passers-by, although you are afraid of death, but you don't have the courage to face death, I don't have anything to say to you, you are even worse than ordinary passers-by, at least they can't bear to look at it, and you are still watching everything." The homeless man said without any mood swings.

Zhang Ran laughed even more and pointed to the staircase across the street: "It's just that you're a little faster." ”

Only then did the homeless man see a straggler at the entrance of the stairs opposite with a dagger stuck in his head, but he didn't realize it: "Oh, it seems that you are not an ordinary person." ”

"Each other, each other." Zhang Ran said with a smile.

The homeless man said as if apologizing, "Sir, I'm sorry for what I just commented. ”

"I didn't take this to heart, if it were me, I would say it to passers-by."

Listening to Zhang Ran's words, the homeless man laughed: "Hehe, looking at Mr.'s appearance and skin color, it should be Asian, right?" ”

"Yes, that's obvious."

"Hehe, I'm Asian too."

Zhang Ran was a little surprised, looking at the bearded homeless man, whose features were covered by black dirt, as if he was a homeless man on the lonely street, except for the yellow skin that could be seen on the back of his hand, he couldn't see that the homeless man was also Asian.

Zhang Ran said: "Which country are you from?" ”

"China."

"Hahahaha, looks like I'm going to have to treat you to a drink." Zhang Ran said in standard Mandarin.

Listening to Zhang Ran's words, the homeless man showed a surprised look for the first time, and said in the same language: "I feel very honored." ”

Zhang Ran walked in with the homeless man and came to the personnel of the saber regiment, and for everything that happened outside, everyone had naturally already noticed it, looking at the homeless, Xiao Bing first said: "You are really good, you are really relieved." ”

"Yes, if it was Lao Tzu, he would have castrated those stragglers directly." Hadron also roared.

Zhang Ran said: "Okay, don't say it. After speaking, Zhang Ran motioned for the homeless man to sit down, and the homeless man sat opposite Zhang Ran, took out the wine jug in his trouser pocket, twisted the cap of the bottle and began to drink, Zhang Ran said with a smile: "Everyone is from the same country, now can you tell me your identity?" ”

The homeless man hesitated for a moment and said, "The past is gone, and now it's just a homeless man living on the streets." ”

Zhang Ran looked at the homeless man who was still worried and said directly: "Introduce yourself, these are my team members, and my name is Zhang Ran, I am their head, you can call us the Saber Regiment." ”

Speaking of this, the homeless man's eyes showed a color of surprise: "You are a saber regiment?" ”

Zhang Ran nodded: "Hehe, I can't see it." ”

After a short thought, the homeless man said: "Judging from your skills, you don't need to lie to a homeless man, but risk your name, thank you for your respect." ”

The homeless man knew that Zhang Ran and their outfit must be performing some task, and it was undoubtedly very risky to expose themselves at this time.

Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Do you also express your sincerity?" ”

The homeless man carried it, as if recalling: "My name is Hao Lingpeng, and I turned out to be a soldier, nicknamed 'Black Knife'." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ran was a little surprised and said, "Soldiers? How did it come to this? ”

"I came to Africa three years to carry out a mission, and after my whereabouts were exposed, I was chased and killed all the way, and all the team members were killed."

Zhang Ran asked, "Then why didn't you choose to return to China?" ”

"Returning home? Hehe, knowing that after the failure of our mission, in order to dissociate ourselves politically, the superior leaders announced that this was an action initiated by us independently, and affirmed that it had nothing to do with them, but they didn't know that the mission personnel were not all annihilated as the enemy said, and there was only one me, do you think I can go back? The homeless man looked at Zhang Ran.

"Haven't you still maintained the minimum dignity of being a soldier? At that time, you can choose to defect to other countries, and reveal the real purpose of this operation and the high-level behind it, so that it is possible to wear out the anger in your heart? But you didn't choose to do that, at least you're sober. ”

The homeless man smiled softly: "So I choose to save this life, at least away from the battlefield that no longer belongs to me." ”

Zhang Ran said: "In every country, there will be people with bad intentions, and there will always be disagreements, it can only be said that you have followed the wrong person from the beginning, and the incompetence and inaction of the superior leaders have made you lose confidence." ”

Looking at the homeless man who didn't speak, Zhang Ran smiled: "Do you want to go on like this for the rest of your life?" ”

"What else else can you do?"

"The killing of the battlefield, the arms of your teammates, the joy of victory, the tears of defeat, these belong to the soldiers, you don't yearn for them?"

The homeless man did not answer, his hands clenched tightly, and he shook his head slowly.

Zhang Ran laughed even louder: "Look at the fighting knife and the desert eagle in your hand that you wiped clean." ”

The homeless man with stains all over his body, the fighting knife and the desert eagle on his waist were shining brightly, looking so out of place, Zhang Ran continued: "You have been longing, longing to return to the battlefield one day. ”

The homeless man suddenly shouted, "Even if that's what, do you want to go back and serve them?" ”

Zhang Ran suddenly patted the homeless man on the shoulder and said, "As long as you want, the Saber Regiment welcomes you at any time, rest assured, we also have a country behind us, but he can't control me." ”

After speaking, cold-blooded laughed: "It's not that I can't control you, it's that I don't dare to control you, every request is like asking for their lives." ”

Xiao Bing and Lin Feng also said: "Yes, boss, every time you have that face is completely like a profiteer, hahaha." ”

Zhang Ran said with a smile: "If you want us to do things, we have to pay a price, I don't like to do useless work." ”

Looking at this group of people, the homeless man said with some surprise: "Are you sure you are the head of the regiment?" ”

"yes, he's our boss, what's wrong?" The soldier asked suspiciously.

"Isn't the head of the regiment always dignified and inviolable?" The homeless man said.

Zhang Ran: "That's another team, we belong to the special, to be precise, we are comrades-in-arms, brothers, I can only be regarded as the head of the regiment when I am on a mission, I am casual in private, I should beat and scold, hahaha." ”

The homeless man also laughed: "It seems that you are indeed different, the atmosphere is very good." ”

"Then if you don't follow us, I swear you'll fall in love with me." The soldier said with one hand on the homeless man's shoulder.

"Hehe, good! I was willful once, even if I got on the thief ship. The homeless man said.

"Okay, let's celebrate the addition of the Black Knife." After speaking, Zhang Ran raised the wine glass in his hand and stood up and said to everyone.

Everyone in the group stood up and shouted, "Welcome to Black Knife." After everyone drank bitterly, Zhang Ran introduced the saber regiment to the black knife one by one, and for the 'wolf tooth' group, the homeless showed a strong interest, after all, they were also directly sent to the saber regiment from the army.

The black knife asked the wolf head, "If the upper echelons asked you to go back to accept the mission, what would you choose?" ”

Black Knife's words quieted the atmosphere, and the wolf head replied without hesitation: "If the boss tells me that going back to assist is a task that he gives us, then we will carry it out, if not, then I'm sorry." ”

Black Knife laughed: "It seems that this place is very magical, and it can make you die." ”

The soldier said, "Slowly you will understand. ”

The Black Knife replied, "Well, I also want to go back to my old life, the feeling of a hearty battle." ”

Zhang Ran leaned on the shoulder of the black knife and said, "Yes, and in the next few days, you can feel it." ”

At this moment, several stragglers walked into the tavern with guns in their hands and shouted, "Does anyone know who killed us?" ”

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