Chapter 675: Are You the Tooth of Darkness?
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A few people laughed while talking and came to the tavern on the first floor, where there were already many mercenaries enjoying their drinks, and they were divided into teams to sit in different parts of the tavern. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoββ ε «ββ ε «ββ Readingββ book,.2β²3.oγ
Zhang Ran and the others found a random place to sit down, and after ordering a drink, a few people began to chat, in this kind of public place, the members of the saber regiment never talked about business, nor did they call each other nicknames, just like ordinary mercenaries, enjoying the time after the mission.
Zhang Ran looked at the mercenaries in the tavern with a smile, many of the mercenaries had brand new combat clothes, and even the dagger on his waist didn't seem to be a little worn: "Hehe, most of the mercenaries in the tavern are people from the new mercenary group, the weapons and equipment are all new, there is no trace of use, it seems that the conditions of the new mercenary group are very good now, the weapons and equipment we used at that time were all captured from the enemy, even Barrett, who has been used in cold blood for so long, is from' God's mercenary group snipers snatched it, these mercenaries used brand new weapons and equipment at the beginning, hehe, the times are developing! β
Black Knife smiled: "The African mercenary world is chaotic, many countries have also seen the development here, and they have sent their own people here to develop the mercenary group, with the country's funding, how can they lack financial support." β
Kuaishou drank his wine and looked at the mercenaries in the tavern: "The better the conditions, the stronger the inertia, I was used to enjoying it at the beginning, how can I endure hardships in the future?" β
Zhang Ran smiled: "Hehe, your kid's understanding has become higher?" β
"What I'm saying is the truth, they haven't gone through the hardest combat life, how can they know how much difference their strength has with others, on the battlefield, a little gap is enough to make a mercenary regret it for a lifetime."
Mercenaries with superior conditions rarely have the willpower of the members of the Saber Regiment, they can fight in the most difficult environment, they can insist on ultra-high-intensity training every day, the team members don't care about the new or old weapons in their hands, in Kuaishou's words, as long as the dagger can still kill, there is no need to be gorgeous.
Zhang Ran wore a mask and smiled slightly: "Yes, yes, the consciousness is indeed a lot higher, and the weapons and equipment are also our comrades-in-arms, it has accompanied us every time we fight, there is no need to care about the old and new, I just think that the conditions of the newly built mercenary group are much better than when we were back then!" β
Cold-blooded sneered and said, "Boss, are you envious? Hehe. β
Zhang Ran pointed to the 'pitch black' on his waist: "What does its existence make me envy?" β
No matter in terms of sharpness, resistance to pressure, or even value, 'Pitch Black' has no opponents.
But Kuaishou looked a little envious of Zhang Ran: "Boss, that thing is so good, Lao Tzu has never seen a dagger sharper than 'pitch black', and the strength has nothing to say, boss, why don't you ask Chen Xinyi to customize one for me?" β
Zhang Ran smiled: "You can ask her yourself." β
"Hehe, I don't dare, if Wuying knows, I'll die!"
Several people were chatting happily in front of the table, when everyone was attracted by the sound of the quilt breaking in the tavern, and in front of the other table, two female waitresses were surrounded by three mercenaries, and the mercenaries' hands stretched out under the waiter's skirt from time to time, and the female waiter stepped back, her eyes were full of tears, and the members of the saber regiment could clearly hear the conversation between the mercenaries and the waiter.
"Beauty, Lao Tzu has been dating you for so long, you push it day by day, Lao Tzu is going to play with you today, don't hide!"
"Uncle mercenary, please let me go." The waitress was already crying, and the other woman was red-eyed.
The two mercenaries immediately grabbed the woman's hands, and the mercenaries on the side took out the needle from their waists and poured white powder into it: "Lao Tzu makes you feel refreshed, feel the feeling of fluttering immortals, don't worry, this feeling will make you forget to return for a long time!" β
The woman cried frantically, she knew that the mercenary was holding drugs in his hands: "Let me go, I beg you!" β
Another woman turned around and wanted to run, but the mercenary holding the pavilion grabbed her hair and pulled her into her arms, and the woman was pulled into the mercenary's chest: "Hehe, don't you want to run!" β
This happens from time to time in all taverns, and the civilians are very afraid of the third-class mercenaries, who have no humanity and quality, and it has become the habit of the third-class mercenaries to rob women, destroy public property, and kill people at will, as if they feel that this proves their strength.
The other mercenaries in the tavern sat in their places, just watching indifferently, they were used to this kind of scene, and only laughed at the fact that two more women had suffered.
Kuaishou beside Zhang Ran held the dagger, and was about to stand up and walk towards the mercenary, but was stopped by the black knife, and Kuaishou looked at the black knife suspiciously: "Black knife?" What do you mean? β
"Kuaishou, I know what you want to do, it's just that our identities are different now, don't take this risk."
Kuaishou gritted his teeth and whispered: "Black Knife, I remember that the first time we met was because you saved a mother and son, and now in the same situation, why did you stop me!" β
Black Knife lowered his head, he remembered the scene when he and Zhang Ran met for the first time outside a tavern, when the mother and son were surrounded by mercenaries, ready to be arrested for the 'black body' experiment, and he made a decisive move, and this time the same situation occurred in the tavern, not only did he not make a move, but stopped Kuaishou's action, Black Knife smiled: "Hehehe, yes!" What the hell is wrong with me, am I really cowardly? β
Zhang Ran looked at the two of them and laughed: "It's not cowardice, it's that you have a team idea, you are afraid of exposing our identity, and you are afraid of affecting the development of the Saber Regiment, because the current falling environment of the Saber Regiment is indirectly caused by you, so you don't want to make a little mistake!" β
The black knife looked at Zhang Ran and sighed helplessly: "I just want the saber regiment to develop well!" I don't want to be like that again, but it seems to be a very different idea from the original me. β
Looking at the frustrated expression of the black knife, Kuaishou also understood the intentions of the black knife, and patted the black knife on the shoulder: "Black knife, you have worked hard, we all see it, but you were willing to join the saber regiment at the beginning, isn't it because we have a different style from other teams?" Do you want us to sit idly by, like the rest of the team? Timid? β
The black knife looked at Kuaishou's firm eyes and smiled: "Hahaha, yes!" The original saber regiment was not afraid, the gods killed the gods, the Buddha should be punished, and now the boss is back, what am I afraid of, even if the saber regiment is disbanded again, after all, we have always been together! After speaking, the black knife stood up with a dagger from his waist, and Kuaishou looked at the black knife's actions and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, yes, yes, that's it!" m, what are you afraid of! At least the brothers are together! β
Zhang Ran slowly waved his hand at the two: "Go ahead, clean and neat." β
Drinking wine in cold blood: "Hurry up, Lao Tzu is waiting for you here!" β
Kuaishou and Black Knife smiled and left their positions and walked towards the mercenary, and as soon as they turned around, they saw a mercenary standing up from an inconspicuous corner of the tavern and also walking towards the waitress.
The black knife grabbed Kuaishou: "Wait, look! β
Kuaishou looked at the mercenary-looking person, and then walked to Zhang Ran's side: "Boss, it seems that someone can't sit still!" β
Zhang Ran looked at the mercenary, the mercenary was wearing the same black mask as himself, and his figure was not tall, but the muscle lines of his arms were the most perfect that Zhang Ran had ever seen, with explosive power and strength at the same time, and the connection between the muscles had no excess flesh, which also ensured the speed of arm bending, and in the middle of the eyebrows, a deep knife mark went up and down, disappearing under the mask. The murderous aura in his eyes was also unscrupulous, and the mercenary seemed to have his own plan for every step, moving his feet on the ground, but using his toes to push the table on the side, as if he was preparing a field for himself.
Looking at the mercenary's movements, the corners of Zhang Ran's mouth rose slightly, and he said to the two with a smile: "Quick hand, black knife, sit down!" There's a good show to watch. β
The two of them sat down again, and they also saw that there was something special about the mercenary.
The masked mercenary walked in front of the three third-class mercenaries, and the mercenary with the needle was about to insert the needle into the waiter's arm, when he suddenly felt his hair pulled from behind, and a strange feeling appeared in his throat, first it was cold like iron, and then a hot current spread from his throat to his chest, and the mercenary touched his throat suspiciously, only to find that his throat was cut open by a dagger, and blood flowed along his neck to his jacket.
The masked mercenary kicked on the back of the mercenary who had already cut his throat, and the huge force caused the mercenary's corpse to fly out and fall on the two mercenaries.
The two mercenaries watched their companions being killed instantly, and immediately took out the pistol from their waists, and just took it out, the dagger went from top to bottom, piercing from the collarbone of a mercenary, the blade rotated, and the mercenary fainted directly, and the remaining mercenary pointed the gun at the mask The mercenary didn't have time to pull the trigger in his hand, and the mercenary saw a palm holding a pistol appear in the air, and the palm was bubbling with blood, obviously just cut off, and the mercenary looked at the half-empty palm, and felt very familiar, and a sharp pain came from his arm, The mercenary looked at his arm, and then realized that the severed hand holding the pistol was his own.
The masked mercenary raised his right hand, just caught the severed palm, grabbed the mercenary's palm and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The gunshot rang out in the tavern, and then the masked mercenary dropped his broken palm in a dashing manner, and walked to the corner where he appeared, and the mercenary next to him looked at the masked mercenary passing in front of him in surprise, and his body unconsciously retreated, as if he wanted to stay away from the masked mercenary.
Zhang Ran smiled: "Yes, the combat effectiveness is very strong, the speed is very good, the strength is also perfect, the most important thing is to start decisively and directly, hahaha, beautiful!" β
The black knife also said: "Well, it is completely different from those mercenaries, the combat power is several times that of theirs, and it is not a grade at all." β
Zhang Ran: "There is a comparison with Kuaishou, but he is not as experienced as Kuaishou, just now he was changed to Kuaishou, and he will not give those two mercenaries a chance to pull out their guns at all, the enemy takes out their guns, which means that they are in danger, but he dealt with it well in the end." β
At this time, several mercenaries timidly walked up to the masked mercenaries. The masked mercenary drank wine and looked at the person who came to him: "Something?" β
Several mercenaries swallowed their saliva and plucked up the courage to ask, "Excuse me, are you the 'Tooth of Darkness'?" β