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The border of China, a small county in Lingnan Province, is an important transit city connecting Southeast Asia and East Asia with a long history.

With the loss of time, the original antique buildings are now quite lacking, and it has become an important market for the jade and jade trade in Burmese, and merchants from all over the world abound here all year round.

A sudden light rain just wet the ground and then disappeared, making the already humid air here almost materialized, and even the clothes were sticky and uncomfortable.

In Suite 406 of Wangjiang Hotel, a handsome short-haired young man was bored reclining on the sofa and watching TV, his tight long-sleeved crewneck shirt was also covered with a camouflage tactical vest, and his pants looked soft and quick-drying, but there was an inexplicable sense of heaviness, and a pair of light glasses on the bridge of his nose made him look slightly gentle.

"Tuk Tuk!" A long and two short knocks sounded, the young man sat up straight alertly, but did not get up, the same frequency of knocking sounded three times in a row, the young man frowned, and finally got up to open the door.

"Gna?"

"Submarine!"

The young man removes the hook behind the door.

The door was wide open, but there were two men and one woman entering, and if you look at their faces, it is clear that they are not foreigners from the same country, and the only thing they have in common is a badge on their left chest, and an elk running with its hooves raised is clearly visible.

The three mermaids entered the door, but the young man did not see any nervousness, and there was silence for a while, and both sides were looking at each other.

The white man walking in front was 1.8 feet tall, and the sleeves of his short-sleeved shirt were almost broken by his strong muscles, which made people worry that there were even traces of razor injuries on his weak chin.

"Hey, please be seated!" The young man was obviously familiar with him, and finally said hello.

"Head! We're going to ...... Is this guy? The other two men were silent, but the only woman spoke, and in the presence of the young man, the woman did not hide her contempt.

The woman had short fiery red hair, and her huge chest was tightly wrapped by a navy blue sports bra, and then her fair waist was exposed, and she was covered with a black leather jacket that reached the belt position.

"Portuguese?" Without waiting for the head of Gna to speak, the young man rolled his eyes and replied, and sat on the sofa with his own ass:

"Take what you drink."

The only black man who didn't speak seemed to be attracted to attention, looked at the table next to him, and mentioned that the beer had been opened, and there were two bottles of liquor next to him, three very simple Chinese characters: Erguotou!

Gnar was in no hurry to drink, and took out a crumpled stack of crumpled paper from his rucksack:

"Submarine, I've already brought the information you wanted......"

"I've already paid for the money, so let's sit down and talk."

"You're the boss, you call it out." Garner dropped his bag and sat down:

"Introduction, this beautiful lady, Rocca, yes, she is Portuguese, we are used to calling her angel, why, don't you think she is beautiful like an angel? Hehe, but you'd be wrong if you really thought she's an angel, she's our firepower suppressor. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth have obvious signs of twitching, looking at Roka face to face, I don't think how good her figure is, the key is that the breasts are too attractive to attention, so that people can forget to look at other parts of her, and when she sits down, you can find the slenderness of her legs and the proud plump buttocks.

is such a beautiful girl, she turned out to be a machine gunner, it is hard to imagine the fiery appearance of her holding a machine gun and firing from all sides.

"That, Corey, the Monegasque, our hunter, yes, that's what we call him."

Corey's face, another scar from the corner of the forehead, should not have been serious when the injury was inflicted, there were no traces of stitches, although the wound was obvious, but there was no valgus muscle, in addition, Corey was quite kind, very kind to smile at the young man, and then snapped open the cap, knock knock is a big mouthful.

The young man smiled back, took his bag in his hand, and groped for a plastic bottle, if someone who knows how to see the simple packaging, I am afraid that they will exclaim: "The original freckle removal!" Datang's! Then he threw it to Corey.

Corey snapped and caught it, and looked around in confusion, and the look of disdain on Rocka's face was a little heavier:

"Hey Hunter, that sissy is making you make, Quack!"

"Angel!" Gnar patted Rotka's knee and stopped her unbridled provocation:

"I, you can call me Gna, the great German, or you can call me an eel, sniper!"

The young man nodded quietly, as if Gna's introduction was not enough to move him.

Gerner continued:

"After receiving the contact, our Elk Mercenary Group carefully estimated the mission environment this time, and thought that the three of us could complete the mission, of course, if we feel the danger, the other three people can send reinforcements at any time, but there is no need for you to increase the reward."

The young man seemed to be very satisfied with Gna's arrangement:

"Well, your Elk Mercenary Regiment has a good reputation, although there are not many of them, and what I need is not to fight, enough is enough. As for our course of action this time, I would like to ......"

"Boss, I think you're mistaken, as for the course of action, it should be up to us to decide, you just need to tell us the destination."

It was the woman from Roka again, with a flirtatious tone, and still full of provocation, and the young man finally cooled down:

"Beauty, I always think that the development of society is good, but there should be no women's emancipation, isn't it good to feed the children at home? If you're afraid of death, don't come out at all. ”

"Who do you say is afraid of death?" Rocka stood up suddenly, her chest rising and falling violently, obviously angry.

"Hehe, or do you think I'm talking about them?" The young man didn't move, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"What an elk mercenary group, it turns out that they all coerce their employers to get a reputation."

Seeing that the other party talked about the reputation of the mercenary group, without waiting for Gna to stop it, Roka sat down very unwillingly, leaving a pair of light blue eyes, staring at the young man's handsome face like fire.

The young man who originally seemed to have a good temper was provoked several times to get angry, but he didn't plan to let Roka go:

"With this temper, with this amount of energy, no wonder you can't play with machine guns."

This was a bit awkward, the young man was still speaking pure British English, and Rocka stared at her eyes for a few seconds before she understood what the other party meant, and then stood up again with a swipe.

The moment she got up, the young man's lips moved slightly:

"Stand up!"