For the mercenary industry, the favorite thing to hear is war, because war heralds a lot of "jobs", and the word "war" sounds unusually harsh to Custer: "Mafia? Assault on union branches? This must not be the order of the "White Godfather" but the "Black Godfather", because the enemy of the gang is the police, and the enemy of the vampire is the vampire hunter, and the war between the gang and the police is only three hundred years, and the fight between the vampire and the vampire hunter has been going on for more than a thousand years.

On the private jet belonging to Mafia, Al was looking through the financial statements of the week, when someone patted his hand twice outside and "came in", the person who came looked to be about the same age as Al, but between his eyebrows he had a more stable and capable temperament than him.

He wore a crisp black tuxedo, a white shirt that fit like new, a black bow tie under the hard corner neckline, a pair of white gloves, and a carved silver tray in his right hand, on which was a gold-trimmed white porcelain tea set, and a white and pink daisy was inserted in the crane-necked glass vase next to the tea set. If it weren't for the gray crystal horsehead brooch pinned to the V-neck of his black tuxedo, many would have thought he was an excellent butler.

Al didn't look up and continued to read the report, the "butler" gently placed the tea set, Al glanced at the daisies in the vase and asked, "The daisies in the garden are blooming?" "Butler": "Yes." Al: "Is it the one I planted with my own hands?" Butler: "Yes, young master." Al: "I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to check it out." "The flowers were picked four hours ago and placed in the nutrient solution blackbox, and they were just taken out two minutes ago."

The butler picked up the teapot as he spoke. The golden-red tea broth slowly flows from the spout into the smooth teacup. Al put down the report and looked up at the indifferent butler who was just about to speak, the plane suddenly encountered a strong air flow and bumped slightly, with the bump of the table, the teacup poured red tea soup from the cup and spilled to Al, at this time a white glove suddenly separated in front of him, and the hot tea soup was instantly poured into the hand of the "butler".

Such heat is enough to cause a slight burn, but the "housekeeper" didn't even move his eyebrows, and immediately began to clean up the table, and said in a flat tone: "I'm sorry young master, I will delay your time for tea, I'll go and change it for new tea immediately." Just as he was about to pick up the vase, Al said, "Just leave the flowers." ”

Butler: "Yes." As he withdrew his hand and turned to walk out, he heard Al's voice behind him say, "It seems that the flowers are blooming well this year." Thank you. Mordred. Mordred, who was facing away from him, still had no expression on his face, and replied lightly: "Thank you, young master." ”

In the tow box of Peterbilt 389 in the Alps, Simon takes a sip of the freshly brewed "civet coffee"

After a slight pause, Long Wen squinted at Hu Che, and Hu Che immediately shifted his attention and asked, "So what is our task?" Simon put down his coffee cup: "Because Mafia's surprise attack caused the division to lose a large number of fighters. I need you to temporarily fill the 'vacant seats' while there is a gap between Headquarters and re-staffing us. ”

Hu Che: "If it's knife to knife and gun to gun between normal people. Bullet to bullet so I won't say anything. I want to know more about who we're dealing with. Who are you? Sephar squinted his eyes and smiled, "Little brother, if you know more about our affairs, it will be even more detrimental to you." ”

Hu Che pursed the corners of his mouth at this time and smiled disdainfully: "I know you are using us, you are thinking." Instead of killing me and Long Wen, who knew that you were saving, it would be better to control us in the name of hiring, so that you can use us to help you work while still being able to spy on us. If we are killed, it will be a 'double gain' for you, and if we are lucky not to be killed......."

Simon added: "We'll do it ourselves. Custer turned to Simon at this time: "What?" How can this be! Grant looked at Custer coldly: "Custer, what you have done has violated the 'union regulations'. Custer's expression was a little angry: "Are the 'Regulations' immutable? If that's the case, then I should have been put to death a long time ago! ”

Grant's inclear blue eyes showed murderous intent: "Actually, I wanted to do this for a long time!" Caster's face was also filled with a layer of murderous aura at this time: "Actually, I feel the same way." Sefal smiled at this time and played a round game: "Okay, okay, don't mention the things that have passed, but little brother, since you already know our plans, why do you still accept our mission." ”

Hu Che held his head high and pointed arrogantly at the table: "Because we won't give you the opportunity to do it yourself." Sefal whistled: "It's so domineering, shouldn't we consider changing our plans?" Hu Che: "You can consider it, but if you decide to hire us, you need to pay first." ”

Grant: "Joke! What if you abscond with the money? Hu Che glanced at him contemptuously, then raised two fingers and said, "We now have two swords hanging over our heads, one is the enemy's and the other is the employer's, if so, what would you choose?" Danasti was asked, his eyes widened and he stared angrily at the precocious imp in front of him.

Sephar craned his chin like a bystander and said with a smile, "Grant, this little brother has an extraordinary IQ, and he looked at Simon: "Simon, it seems that only you can confront him." Simon crossed his hands on the table and bowed slightly, "I can give you the money, but I hope it's worth it." ”

Hu Che: "Do you want to take the 'exam' first?" We can accept it. Grant: "Simon, how can you trust them?" Simon: "Mafia is menacing, we can't have any more accidents." After Simon finished speaking, his eyes inadvertently swept Custer, only to see Custer bow his head without saying a word, and he couldn't see the expression on his face.

Hu Che: "Now that the business is closed, even if we don't touch the core secret, we still have the right to know the general situation of the matter, to be honest, I still doubt your identity." Because it's really unbelievable for ordinary people. Simon: "Alright! But we're pressed for time, can I get out of here first, and I'll tell you slowly on the way. ”

Longwen: "I like to listen to stories while driving. He walked to the cab. Simon: "It's up to you to tell the story. Custer: "Why me?" Simon: "Because you're an eyewitness, I think this little gentleman must want to hear the most complete 'story'." Hu Che put on a victor's expression: "Ha! You have to say it this time, Lord Inspector. Custer sighed helplessly, as the sound of the engine starting was slowly dissipating in the narration of those who witnessed it. (To be continued......)