Don't subscribe to Africa, the small town of Jeffka just yet.

The town is small, but it is a famous place for mercenaries in southwest Africa.

At this time, it was noon, and the sun was baking the town, and even the air seemed to be on fire.

In a wilderness in the eastern part of the town, it was still crowded.

A black coffin was quietly carried by four people, and more than a dozen mercenaries with fierce appearances, wearing grass-green military uniforms and armbands of the Flame Mercenary Corps, were surrounded by mercenaries, and slowly walked towards the pit that had been dug a long time ago.

The group was sweating, but their bodies were straight.

"Put the coffin and prepare for burial!"

With a loud shout, the coffin was lowered.

The people who followed the excitement around looked left and right, with a look of nervousness and anticipation, and even those flying fox mercenaries hesitated to look at it in private.

The burial was a single mercenary named Flying Fox, and to be precise, this was his third funeral.

The first time, he was on a mission for a knight mercenary group, but when he returned from the mission, the bridge was blown up, and he and his car fell into a river full of leeches.

The knight mercenary group thought he was dead and held a funeral for him in the town. But before the coffin could leave the town, he walked out of the town's tavern.

The second time, he took on the mission of the Holy Cross mercenary group to help them snipe a rebel commander. As a result, he was chased by the rebels to a death swamp deep in the jungle.

The swamp is already killing step by step, coupled with the abundance of poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and falling into it is similar to passing the ghost gate and drinking the water of Lethe.

The pursuing rebels waited by the swamp for three days, and when no one came out, they dispersed.

This time, everyone thought that he was dead, but when the Holy Cross mercenary group held a funeral for him, Ya actually lay down in the pit dug for him first, and was sleeping soundly.

With these two lessons, although some people swore that this time they saw him swept away by the machine gun of the helicopter and chased by the bloody hunters, but before seeing his body with their own eyes, everyone always felt hairy in their hearts.

"What are you doing in a daze? Put the coffin! Inoue Dukuan's face sank, according to the customary rules among mercenaries, within fifteen days after a single mercenary completes the task, when he does not appear to receive the remaining half of the task bounty, as long as he arranges a funeral, the remaining bounty will belong to the mercenary organization that issued the task.

As the leader of the Agni mercenaries in the town, he naturally wanted to save the 50,000 dollars for the organization!

The mercenaries who carried the coffin did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly put the coffin in, and someone began to fill in the earth.

"Hey, you said that the flying fox wouldn't really be dead, right?"

"That's enough choking this time. After all, good luck can't follow him all the time! ”

"Yes, the Scarlet Hunter is ruthless and cruel, and although the Flying Fox is a rare and excellent mercenary, he is not their opponent!"

There was a lot of talk about the mercenaries of the fire hurrying to bury the coffin before the time was up, but no one was willing to say a word about it.

Fairness belongs to the strong, but life is one's own.

"Hey, if you think the flying fox is alive, you will lose five. Think he's dead, one a.m. five. The opportunity is rare, after this village, but there is no such shop, if you want to make a fortune, hurry up and buy it, the minimum is from five hundred dollars, point to the money in your pocket to give birth, please pull aside! ”

At that moment, a tall white man with blond hair and eyes as blue as a lake shouted. At this time, he had a large pipe in his mouth and two baskets in front of him.

"Manstein, you're not kidding, are you? Do you think that flying fox is still alive? ”

"I'm a dealer, whether he lives or dies, I at least have a profit, right?" Manstein laughed and continued to shout: "If you want to get rich, hurry up, buy and leave, the number is limited!" If you think the flying fox is alive, you will lose ten! ”

"Let's make a little money!"

"I buy two thousand dollars, hehe, I can make a thousand by night, but it's much easier than taking a job."

"I buy a ...... for five thousand dollars"

As if they were afraid that Manstein would regret it, the mercenaries scrambled to start placing bets. Because Manstein is still the only bank employee in the town, everyone is not afraid of him running out of water.

Soon, the basket that bought the dead fox was already piled up with hard currency such as dollars and pounds! The other basket was left unattended.

"Do you have a limit on your bets?" A cold voice rang out.

"No, even if you vote for 100,000 Lao Tzu, you dare to take it!" Manstein said, looking up: "How much is Mr. Inoue going to throw?" ”

Inoue Dukuan glanced at him coldly, "This is a thousand dollars, I'll buy one and lose ten!" ”

There was an immediate gasping sound around him, and Inoue immediately took out another card and sneered: "Fifty thousand dollars, I'll pay one and a half for you!" ”

The smile on Manstein's face was still the same, and he nodded again and again: "Mr. Inoue has courage!" ”

As he spoke, he quickly swiped the card, gave the bill, and then looked at everyone: "Who else wants to buy it?" ”

No one said anything, and no one knew where his confidence came from, and he even dared to take such a big order, and he was stunned for a while.

Inoue snorted coldly, walked back to the grave quickly, and looked around.

"Hey, what a great opportunity to make a fortune, but you can't seize it!" Manstein shook his head and asked two of his men to collect the money.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

When a car approached, everyone was excited. Those who bought the odds at a high price were even more nervous and swallowed saliva.

The door opened, but it was someone from the Knight Mercenary Regiment.

A few of them came down, did not speak, just watched quietly.

Immediately, two more cars came out, and everyone's emotions rose again, but the people in the cars came down, but they were people from the Holy Cross Mercenary Group. Obviously, the two mercenary groups also heard about the fact that the flying fox had fallen again, and specially sent someone to see what was going on.

The coffin was quickly filled with earth, and a new grave was about to be built.

"Mr. Manstein, give the money!" Inoue walked over, deepened his hands, raised his head slightly, and looked up at Manstein with some annoyance, he hated looking at people from this angle.

Manstein shrugged his shoulders and gave him $10,000.

A cold light flashed in Inoue's eyes, and he was about to get angry, but suddenly he seemed to notice something, and immediately turned around, only to see a young man with a sunny smile walking out of the town slowly: "Mr. Inoue, you should be ready for my other half of the commission, right?" ”

Everyone suddenly changed color, and they all looked at the young man as if they were looking at ghosts.

Many people are already crying: "Damn, why is he still alive?" Couldn't he be killed? ”

"He's going to die, he's an immortal flying fox at all!"

For a while, the discussion continued to be noisy, and many people hated to hold their heads and hit the wall!

"No way, this can't be!" Inoue Dukuan's face changed suddenly, and he was shocked, and even took a step back: "You, are you still alive?" ”