Originally, Tang Dao thought that Gould would be very embarrassed, but who knew that the other party took it very generously, and said that if there was an SGMB machine gun on this armored car, he could even shout another price, at least thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars.

Tang Dao held a fork in his left hand and stirred it on the pasta a few times, he didn't like the taste very much, the main thing was that it looked... It's like.

"However, I would like to ask you how many people I want to borrow now." He opened his mouth, held his breath, and stuffed the noodles into his mouth, this accidentally, the sauce was stained on the tip of his nose, and he looked at the table, but he didn't find the napkin, and finally had to rub his clothes, "Four or five people are fine." ”

Gould's face was about to be pasted on the basin, and when he heard this, he raised his head, and now that the two have reached a cooperative relationship, he is naturally willing to sell some favors, and nodded, "Of course, I'll let them go to your room to find you later." ”

"Thank you, for our friendship, cheers." Tang Dao picked up the borscht on the side of his hand.

"Cheers."

Cornelia, who was behind the counter not far away, also held her teacup with Winnie the Pooh above her head and shouted loudly, but the old woman's dissatisfied scolding came from the kitchen, and the little girl hurriedly shrank her head and lay on the counter, but she did not forget to lift the teacup with great difficulty.

Tang Dao and Gould looked at each other and smiled.

What a cute little girl.

Tang Dao returned to the front of the room, borrowed a phone from the hotel and called Robert, asking him if anything had happened.

"God forbid, it's really easy, boss, am I here for my honeymoon? I feel like I'm going to be wasted right now. Robert didn't know if it was to show off or really annoyed, anyway, Tang Dao was very unhappy, threw the coin in his right hand, pointed it into the air, and then grabbed it, "Then I have to give you more work, drive the BTR-40 in the warehouse to Belilpo." ”

"Huh? Have you already found a buyer? ”

Robert on the other end of the phone also looked excited.

"Just a little hope, you can drive here." Tang Dao said very vaguely, there was no packing ticket, after all, how reliable what Gould said, he couldn't control it.

Robert hesitated, "What about the goods here?" ”

"It's okay to have Anji here, the guards at the airport are still very safe."

Since the boss said so, Robert had no reason to object, so he could only respond, Tang Dao twisted his body, hung the microphone back on the landline, slapped the coin on the table, winked at Cornelia, and whistled, "Beauty, can you bring me two more loaves of bread?" My stupid employee upstairs hasn't eaten yet. ”

Cornelia quickly put the coins in the drawer and smiled, "Of course." ”

She got out of her chair, ran into the kitchen, ran out with two cheese loaves of bread, panting, and placed them on the table, "I'll give it to you, no money." ”

Tang Dao looked at the other party with a smile and hooked her nose, "Do you want anything?" ”

"Can you play with your gun for me? My grandmother wouldn't let me touch her weapon..."

“NONONO！” When Tang Dao heard this, he shook his head directly, what are you kidding, if you let the old woman know that she is taking this little girl to play with weapons, she is not allowed to fight with herself with a gun, he took out a five-dollar bill from his pocket and put it on the counter, "Thank you for your food." With that, he walked towards the room, pushed open the door with his elbow, and saw Osborne and Witt wiping their weapons, as if they were struggling with each other, eager to pull out the barrels of their guns.

"Let's have breakfast first, and when we're done, follow me somewhere else."

"Didn't you go to Tut Gym?" Osborne raised the barrel of the gun, squinted to see if there were any stains in it, and when he heard this, he shook his hand and turned his head in surprise and asked.

"There's all the poor people in there." Tang Dao shook his head, "They won't bring us any good." ”

When Osborne heard the boss say that he was a poor ghost, he subconsciously looked at Witt and nodded with deep understanding, Witt raised his hand very dissatisfied, wanting to protest, but finally put down his hand, just gritted his teeth, and glared back very unkindly.

Poor... Ghost?

"And where are we going?"

"Frontline!"

Tang Dao's eyes flashed, and he said in a straight voice, "Our service is to deliver what the battlefield needs as soon as possible." ”

As soon as Osborne took the bread with his hand, and after biting half of it, he opened the squad leader's mouth, and the next second, he jumped up directly, "Can you fight?" OMG！ I felt the thrill of a bullet flying over my head, no, I'm going to get excited. ”

He himself has a bit of a mental illness, Tang Dao can see from the system's profile to him, this kind of person... The heart is dark and vicious, and all the disguises may be for the next madness.

But I haven't forgotten Osborne's nickname: "Ogre!" ”

Only the wrong name is called, and there is no wrong nickname.

Tang Dao felt that he needed to remind the other party and pressed his shoulder, "We're just going to sell goods, not to fight, Osborne, I hope you can understand, otherwise, you will be killed, and this place is not easy to bury." ”

Osborne pursed his lips, unimpressed, but nodded reluctantly.

Tang Dao always felt that this guy would make trouble for himself sooner or later, but now he didn't think that this time, after helping them assemble the gun, he walked downstairs, and he could still feel Cornelia's angry eyes, and at the door, he saw four men in overalls pointing around the armored car, laughing, and some people were smoking cigarettes, taking a breath, blazing, and then going to burn tires?

After seeing this operation, Tang Dao and the others were a little black-faced.

"Hey, guys, I don't think the tires smoke." When he saw an idiot pressing the cigarette butt on the tire, Tang Dao finally couldn't help frowning and shouting, the sound was not loud or small, but those few people were weak-hearted, startled, and hurriedly turned around.

"Ahem, nun Mr. Russ, I'm the deputy head of the kobold mercenary group, Barceló, you can also call me a sapper." One wears sunglasses and has a hyena tattooed on his arm.

"Hello, sir." Tang Dao pleaded and shook him, "Mr. Gould asked you to come?" ”

"Yes, the regimental commander told us to listen to you." Barceló was very crisp, and when he came, he obviously heard something from Gould, and his tone was very gentle, which was the best, and if everyone was a fool like Osborne, he promised that he would not be able to help but want to surprise them.

"You should have your own car, follow us."

Barceló pointed to a pickup truck parked not far away, and looked at the bullet hole on it, he didn't know that it was taken out of the garbage heap, and it could still move? None of the windshields.

Is it so difficult for a kobold mercenary group?

But when I thought about it, even if they could earn $30,000 a day, 17 people, and everyone would not have much, and they would have to spend money, which might not be enough to support a team.

Not to mention those PMC companies, the smallest ones will cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars a month.

War makes money, and it also burns money.

"Keep up, don't lose it." After Tang Dao finished speaking, he got into the co-pilot of the armored car, patted the cushion, which was all dust, and then made a prayer gesture, "God bless, make money today." ”

"Boss, God won't bless such an outrageous request."

"Then who can bless?" Tang Dao asked with a sideways face.

"Hermes, he is the god in charge of wealth."

Tang Dao suddenly realized, and then changed his belief with a beautiful moral bottom line, "Hermes, bless me to make money." ”

Osborne and Witt have never seen such a direct Chinese!

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