Chapter Eighty-Nine: Zhao Yi's Oriental Squad

I smiled at the oil bottle and Zhao Yi, when you are used to seeing the faces of foreign devils, you will always feel extra affectionate when you see people like yourself, not to mention that the relationship between these two people in front of you and me is even more extraordinary.

"Is your leg okay?" I pointed to the leg that dragged the oil bottle.

"Alright. No problem. The oil bottle said and jumped a few times, indicating that he was fine.

I nodded and said, "That's good, so that you can continue to pretend to be your literary youth." “

"Yes... Kindness? Wrong.. What is Outfit? I was originally a literary youth, a real literary youth. “

I didn't care about the dissatisfaction of dragging the oil bottle, looked at Zhao Yi and said, "How are you?" “

"Recently?" Zhao Yi listened to my question, and looked speechless, "You know that Nicky is gone, and now the whole organization is falling apart, I contacted some of Nicky's main subordinates and leaders to make them all dormant for the time being." But.... Hehe.. “

"They don't take your word for it, do they?" I spoke.

Zhao Yi nodded, "That's true." Some of the more powerful ones don't take what I say seriously at all. Yes, Nicky was hit after he was gone, and these people would be very restrained even if I didn't say it, and some of them probably had already joined forces or joined someone. “

"It's normal. The old king died, and died suddenly, and his kingdom was bound to fall into chaos. The oil bottle on the side spoke.

"That's a good point. We'll talk about that later. I said, glancing at the eight people sitting on the ground looking at the place, "You found those?" Who are they? ”

Zhao Yi looked back at those humanitarians: "Some of them I used to eat together." Others were met later. ”

"I mean, they've had guns before? Have you ever been a soldier? I asked.

"No. No... Zhao Yi shook his head, "If you compare it with the people here... They didn't even have guns. “

"And what did they do before?" I asked.

Zhao Yi looked at me, as if he was a little embarrassed, he glanced at the oil bottle next to him, and the oil bottle glanced at him and then said: "Some of them used to work as taxi drivers, some did small business, and some worked with him." ”

"What are you doing with these people? Didn't you have a helper before? I asked.

"Several of the previous helpers died in France. Some of them were sent by me to do things, after all, some local businesses still have to be taken care of. I think there are more people, this time I feel that I don't really have any strength, and when Nicky is not there, I seem to be cut off all of a sudden, and many ways are lost, and I almost died in France. Zhao Yi said with a look of loss.

"Then you can ask Paul to give you men. With your face and his friendship with Nicky, will he not help you if you talk to him? I said, gesturing to the people sitting there, "Do you know what Paul and I say about these people?" I said and looked at the oil bottle, "And you, how did you train them?" Is it like when the Yankees trained you? ”

"I... Not... No... Yankee... The oil bottle said.

"Have you changed it? Arrange it according to your own ideas? It was changed to the same as the summer camp that Paul said? After I finished speaking, I looked at Zhao Yi, "You trained with those Serbs before. How strong do you think you are right now? “

"Forehead 。。。。。" Zhao Yi didn't answer, and from his difficult appearance, it could be seen that the intensity was much worse than when he trained the Serbs. And the oil bottle on the side said: "They are all ordinary people, I estimate that they will suffer from such a big intensity at the beginning."

No.... “

I glared at him and said, "How did you feel when you ran with us?" John: They all want to throw you away, if it weren't for the Pablo team that dragged them around, they would have moved faster, and they were still carrying weights. At that point, who cares what you used to do? You can't, don't you know what the ending will be? “

"But..."

"Nothing." I interrupted the explanation of the oil bottle and looked at Zhao Yi, "Do you want to have a group of your own people to avenge Nicky and yourself?" “

"Yes ... Yes. Zhao Yi replied.

"That's good." I said as I walked over to the eight men. ”

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. Stand up! The oil bottle said to them as he followed.

The eight men quickly stood up one by one, and one picked up a box of cigarettes from the ground and put it in his trouser pocket as he stood up.

I walked past these eight people and looked at them one by one... No wonder Paul is so disdainful of these people. Not to mention that these people don't have the courage to fight at all, but they all feel a little lazy in their mental state.

"How long have you been training them?" I asked.

"A week. Yes, it's been a week. The oil bottle replied.

"Okay. One week. I said and walked around for them, and looked at the man with the cigarette in his trouser pocket, and even though I smoked, I still smelled a lot of smoke from him, and it seemed that this guy was quite a good smoker.

"Smoked?" I walked over to the man and asked.

The man looked at me, then at the oil bottle and at Zhao Yi.

"See what we do? Answer the question. The oil bottle shouted at him.

"Yes ... Smoke a lot... They all call me. Call me a chimney. The man replied. And when the man finished speaking, the others laughed under their breath.

"Huh." I smiled and walked up to them, "Funny, isn't it?" ”

"Don't laugh. You two hundred and five... Still laughing... "Drag the oil bottle and Zhao Yi know the routine. They were all evil, so at this moment they opened their mouths to stop it.

I looked at the oil bottle and said, "It seems that you haven't even explained the rules to them." After I finished speaking, I looked at the open space behind me, "How many meters is this circle?" ”

The oil bottle glanced at the clearing, "Probably... It's about six or seven hundred meters away... ”

"Okay... Let's take a ten lap first to warm up, okay? ”

"Ten. . . Ten laps? The men asked with a look of surprise on their faces.

"Okay. It seems like a lot. Twenty laps. Let's get started! I said as I walked up to the chimney guy and tossed the cigarette out of his trouser pocket, "Start running!" ”

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" The two of them, Drag Oil Bottle and Zhao Yi, quickly came to their side and asked everyone to move, "Hurry up." You guys ... ”

"You two run with them. Let's go. I added.

"Hurry up. I was cheated by you guys. The oil bottle cursed as he urged them.

I couldn't help but laugh at the Chinese scolding, and I picked up the cigarette from the chimney

I walked to the side and found a place to sit down, and lit a cigarette and smoked it, when I suddenly felt that the cigar was getting better, and now it tasted like a fake. I looked at them as they ran, and suddenly I thought of the Serbs from before, and I hope they don't have much left like the Serbs.