"Forget it, since you're here, then Lao Tzu will go and meet them and see what these eight lambs are capable of!"

"Grandpa, they're not good, they have a bunch of thugs, and they have guns. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmph, so what, if Lao Tzu wants to break in, what can hell do to me?"

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the leader of the famous "Desert Eagle", this kind of courage makes Lu Weiming worship and admiration, if he plays Weibo, it is estimated that he will definitely have countless fans. Known as the male god in the hearts of countless girls.

"Prepare with me, let's go in the evening!"

……

In a tea room, a pot of boiling water is steaming.

A middle-aged man is skillfully brewing tea.

Opposite him sat five foreign servicemen in camouflage uniforms. They have different skin colors, they don't belong to any one country, they are a mercenary army.

"I said, sir, we don't have time to come here for tea, you know, our time is quite precious." A tall, white man spoke first.

"Haha, Mr. Pearsian, this time I came to your army, naturally there is something important to discuss, and I believe that you will definitely be interested in the goal this time."

"Oh, let's listen to it, the last rescue failed, and the first time it was planted in the hands of the Chinese soldiers, we are holding back a lot of strength in our hearts!" The white man had a sharp gaze and clenched his fists fiercely.

The middle-aged man slowly poured a cup of tea and handed it to the white man, "Mr. Peel, please use tea!" ”

The white man brought it and drank it all, "Alright, you can speak!" ”

"Haha, Mr. Peel, this tea needs to be tasted little by little to feel its mellowness."

"Less nonsense, we don't have that much effort to drink tea with you!" Peel removed the AR15 assault rifle from his back and said viciously.

"Mr. Peel, I wonder if you've ever heard of the 'Desert Eagle'?"

"'Desert Eagle'? Are you talking about the famous mercenary group in the Middle East? ”

"Yes, it's them!"

"As far as I know, they disappeared more than a decade ago, can it be that they are now?"

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and nodded.

"Do you mean you want us to get rid of them?"

"Doesn't Mr. Peel want to get rid of them and make a name for himself internationally?"

"Well, that's a good idea, but we know how strong they are, and we're only five of us right now, so we're not afraid it's enough to deal with them."

"Mr. Peel, what if their leader, Nightingale, was the only one?"

"'Nightingale'? Ah, that's a tough fellow, I've heard that he once single-handedly killed more than fifty well-trained reactionary militants. ”

"Is Mr. Peel not confident in himself?"

"Oh no, we're going to have to plan well against such a formidable enemy."

"Haha, Mr. Peel, no matter how powerful the 'Nightingale' is, it was decades ago, and now, after all, he is also an old man, if Mr. Peel can get rid of him, then he must be in the industry in the future!"

"Well, this is a good opportunity, and this time, we're finally going to raise our eyebrows!" Peel slammed his fist on the table, a wicked smile on his lips.

"Okay, then Yuexiufang tonight, I'm waiting to witness the power of the king of the mercenary world!"

At night, the sky was overcast, and there was not a single starlight in sight, and a bitter wind whistled in the open fields, as if to herald a terrible battle to come.

Yuexiufang is still brilliantly lit, and it looks like a paper fan. Two big black men patrolled vigilantly.

Suddenly, two black shadows touched them silently like midnight ghosts, and in an instant, they saw a flash of cold light, and two sharp daggers slashed straight at the black man's neck.

A stream of blood gushed out. Before they could understand what was going on, the two black men fell straight down, their eyes wide and full of fear.

The two dark shadows glanced at each other and made a gesture to rush inward.

After the two entered, they found an anomaly, and it was pitch black inside, and there was no light in sight.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!" Grandpa was the first to speak.

Just as they retreated towards the door, the door was suddenly shut, and all the lights in the room were turned on, and the dazzling light illuminated the grandfather, who couldn't help but cover their eyes with their hands.

When they opened their eyes, there were two dozen thugs with sticks and machetes standing in front of them.

"Boy, it seems that there will inevitably be a fierce battle, can you do it?"

"Grandpa, don't worry about me, even if you die, I will rescue Jiang Li!"

"Okay, I haven't killed anyone for a long time, so I'll have fun with you today!"

The old man lifted the black hat of his night coat on his head, revealing gray hair and beard.

Suddenly seeing such an old man, the more than 20 thugs couldn't help but hold their stomachs and laugh,

"Damn, find an old man as a helper, haha, it's really interesting."

"Brother Gang, is this the person the fifth brother wants us to be careful? It's not a joke, is it? Haha, just this old man, I'll send him to Hades with a fist. ”

In a corner in the distance, Gangzi was lying on a sofa and took a leisurely puff of his cigar, "Fifth brother asked you to pay attention, naturally he has his reasons, it's better to be careful." ”

"Brother Gang, don't be kidding, let me solve this old man first, and you can say a few kind words for me in front of the fifth brother."

"You stupid bird, flash and let me come!"

"I'm coming!"

"I'm coming!"

For a moment, everyone scrambled to deal with the old man. Indeed, there is such a good opportunity to come out, and they are naturally unwilling to let it go.

I want to hear about his name back then, but I ran away from the wind, and now I am so flattened by them! Grandpa is really angry,

"What a group of eight lambs, all of them are coming together! When Lao Tzu killed people back then, why did you still give him air, I still don't believe it, just rely on you, still want to keep Lao Tzu? Come all together! ”

"Yoha, the old man has a big breath, brothers, I can order this piece of meat!"

As he spoke, a long-haired thug rushed forward first, picked up the iron rod in his hand and smashed it into his grandfather's chest.

The old man didn't dodge or dodge, and before the iron rod fell, he suddenly kicked on the stomach of the long hair, and the long hair was kicked directly to the ground, and there was a signature action of eating!

Long Mao covered his stomach and struggled for a long time without getting up.

", long hair, you are such a vegetable, have women played too much and had kidney deficiency? Not even an old man can handle it! Look at me! ”

A man with a machete in his hand, at least more than 1.85 meters tall, and a green dragon tattooed on his arm, rushed forward.