In order to celebrate our victory, he held a party at his residence, and invited more than a dozen local beauties to entertain him.

The beauties dressed coolly, dancing bewitchingly, twisting their bodies, teasing every man present, pushing the party to wave after wave of climaxes in an extravagant and seductive atmosphere.

It was a night of revelry, but we knew in our hearts that it wasn't for us, just to celebrate the hostage's rescue.

Instructors used to tell us to keep yourself awake at all times, that when you feel that the enemy is not there, they will appear, and when you feel safe, danger is creeping up.

If you are careful, you will find that the Avengers people just get together in twos and threes, chatting and drinking, as if they are stretching a string, and no one really lets go to party with beautiful women.

The most fun thing is the group of bodyguards under Boss Cui, especially those who are temporarily hired, maybe today is the last night of their mission, so they are very relaxed and completely let themselves go on this wonderful night.

Crazy to dance with those beauties, gulp wine, whistle, take advantage, and even some beauties are directly pulled away, of course, provided that there are enough banknotes in their pockets.

Lying on the railing of the balcony on the third floor, holding a bottle of beer, the cool night breeze blowing on my body shocked my spirit, and I looked around, feeling whether there was a shivering smell in the air.

We never go wild under the noses of our enemies, that's a stupid thing to do, we don't even allow ourselves to relax for even a second, and it seems to me that this is the most dangerous time.

"Handsome guy, do you need someone to accompany you?" A bewitching long-haired beauty walked up to me with a bottle of wine, her voice was soft to the bones, different from the arrogance of European and American women, and her dress was a bit of a gypsy girl, full of exotic style.

"I'm sorry, I want to be alone!" It may be the traditional concern brought in my bones that makes me not quite comfortable with this kind of open scene, but this is the most common pastime in the world of mercenaries, why do you work hard to make money? Eating the most expensive dishes, drinking the most expensive wine, driving the best car, and playing with the wildest chicks are your own rewards for being alive, because no one dares to guarantee that there will be a chance to squander the money earned next time.

"What does it mean to be alone? Do you think I'm not pretty enough? "The beauty doesn't seem to have any intention of letting me go.

"No, you're beautiful, more beautiful than all of them, but I can't afford it, my woman is there, she's jealous like a tyrannosaurus rex, she'll tear you apart." I casually glanced down the hall and happened to see the phoenix sitting with the ninjas, so I said casually.

"I'm not afraid!" The beautiful woman winked at me, smiled even more charmingly, stepped forward and leaned in, and said as she blew into my ear.

"I'm afraid!" I pushed her away with a cold look and took a step back, turning around, holding on to the railing with both hands.

"How can you be so mighty that you are afraid of women? You're lying to me! After speaking, the beautiful woman raised her head and took a sip of wine, then pretended to be dizzy, and her body fell limply towards me.

I frowned in annoyance, and turned sideways slightly to dodge, but at this moment, a huge sense of crisis suddenly rose from my heart, and a cool air reached my whole body, and my hairs stood on end in an instant.

I didn't have time to think about it so much that I suddenly turned sideways, grabbed the woman's left wrist, twisted her hand behind her back slightly, let it turn its back to me, and then slashed at her right arm with a hand knife.

I frowned deeply, thought for a moment, and raised my hand to smash the back of her head, and the woman's eyes suddenly rolled and she fainted.

Instead of letting her fall, I took her into my arms and let her head rest on my shoulder.

Picked up the pistol and looked at it, this is a custom pistol, no special markings, small and beautiful, the ammunition capacity is only two rounds, generally rich people for lovers or wives to customize for self-defense, killers rarely use this kind of thing, and it is useless.

I can judge from just a few strokes that this woman is not a killer, her body is as soft as a puddle of mud, her hands are powerless, and she has not undergone any training at all, but she is different from the group of dancing women outside, obviously coming at me, and the goal is very clear, that is, to assassinate me.

I glanced at the pistol, which looked like a handicraft, and then at the beautiful girl in my arms, and had an idea in my heart, her origin was definitely not ordinary, and maybe I could dig out some valuable information from her mouth.

Thinking of this, I put my arm around her waist, hugged her hard to keep her standing, and then left the hall in full view.

In the eyes of outsiders, I just couldn't hold it and wanted to take her back to the room to vent, but none of the brothers thought so, they knew me, and I definitely didn't feel that kind of mood in such a place where danger could be at any time.

"Captain, you have a leg injury, take it easy, if it doesn't work, change me!" The demon whistled twice in agreement.

"Get out, Lao Tzu is stronger than you when he has his legs!" I laughed and cursed.

"You are insulting me, I want to compare with you!" The demon straightened up in annoyance.

"It's a pity that no woman likes you." I sighed deliberately with a look of regret.

"Humph!" The demon snorted and looked left and right, just in time to see the wild cat sitting on the side, and said loudly, "Wild cat, why don't you do me a favor?" ”

"Help what?" The wildcat was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted, showed a sultry smile, and said sadly: "Okay, if you can't last two hours, I'll cut you off and be sisters in the future." ”

The wildcat stretched out two fingers and made a clicking motion, and the demon immediately clamped his legs, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Then, forget it!" ”

While they were noisy, I left the hall with the woman, went straight back to the room, pulled over a chair for her to sit on, and then pulled a bundle of rope out of my backpack and tied it firmly to the chair.

She took a bottle of beer, unscrewed the cap with her bare hands, raised her head and took a sip, and was about to pour the rest on her head, when there was a knock at the door, and when she opened the door, she saw that it was an immortal bird and a phoenix.

"What's going on?" The immortal bird locked the door with his backhand and asked with a frown.

"This naïve woman actually wanted to assassinate me on the balcony." I took out that delicate pistol and threw it at the immortal bird.

"She's not a professional killer." The immortal bird made the same judgment as me.

"So I wonder what made her make such a stupid decision." I shrugged my shoulders and dared to single-handedly assassinate me, the captain of the Avenger mercenaries, wondering who had given her so much courage.

"I can't think of any other enemy besides the pirate, maybe it's the mistress of one of the pirates we killed!" Phoenix walked to the chair, reached out to lift the woman's chin, nodded and said, "It's indeed a bit of a gesture." ”