"No, I don't agree!" When the Timberwolves learned that the Grease Rat wanted to form an alliance with them, they immediately expressed their strong opposition.

The oil rat poked its head out from behind Zhao Guoqing again and asked, "Why?" ”

"Why?" The Jungle Wolf glared at the oil rat and snorted coldly, and then said to Zhao Guoqing, "This guy has always been exposed to other people's light, and no one can get a little benefit from him." You've seen it before, and if we're with him, it's just us who are unlucky, and he'll leave as soon as he sees that the momentum isn't right. Therefore, I am categorically against being with him! ”

Zhao Guoqing nodded, agreeing with the timberwolf's statement.

The oil rat looked anxious, and hurriedly preached to Zhao Guoqing: "Head Guo, please believe me, I will definitely be able to help you this time." ”

Zhao Guoqing shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said: "I'm sorry, I'm not a dictatorial leader, since my people resolutely disagree with your joining, I can only say sorry to you." ”

The oil rat gritted his teeth, stared at the jungle wolf with a resentful expression, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Wolf God, I will definitely regret doing this to me today!" ”

"You'd better get out of here before I get angry!" The Timberwolf said coldly.

The grease rat shuddered, knowing that he would be the only one who would be unlucky if he stayed here, so he opened the door and walked out.

Leaving Zhao Guoqing and Timberwolf's room, the oil rat turned a few corners and entered another room.

There were four Asian faces in this room, all members of the Dark Mercenaries.

The four of them were not at all alarmed when they saw the oil rat come in, and one of the men in his forties asked, "Is it done?" ”

"Sorry, failed." The grease rat said as he reached out and took out a bank card and threw it on the table, and said with some disappointment and sadness, "The money will be returned to you, if you want to deal with the two of them, you should do it yourself, I can't eat this mouthful." ”

The other three dark mercenaries frowned, and reached for their weapons.

"Wow." But the grease rat was the first to pull out his pistol and point it at the other party, and shouted in a low voice, "Don't move, whoever moves, whose head will bloom first!" ”

The dark mercenary in the center motioned to the other three to calm down, and then said to the oil rat: "The business is not benevolent, you take the money back, the right is for us to make friends, and I hope you can help us next time we need it." ”

The oil rat glanced at the bank card on the table, his eyes showed greed, but he sighed lightly and said: "Money is a good thing, but what I'm afraid of is taking the money but not spending it." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the dark mercenary opposite, and he said with a wry smile, "I think it's better to forget it, I can't afford this friend." With that, he stepped back to the door and reached for it.

The three dark mercenaries, who had just become agitated, tried to make a move again, but the man in the center went to stop them again.

Turning the door open a crack, the grease rat suddenly said, "I advise you, don't kill yourself, the timberwolf and that kid are not something you can deal with!" ”

The man in the center frowned slightly, but replied with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

The grease rat snorted softly and withdrew to close the door, but just as he was about to turn around, he noticed a cool air coming from behind him.

"Smack." The gun was snatched from the grease rat's hand, and then his neck was choked by a large strong hand.

"Is that you?" The oil rat looked at the man in front of him in surprise, it turned out to be a jungle wolf, which made his heart tremble.

The Jungle Wolf glanced at the door of the dark mercenary in front of him, and without saying a word, he quickly disappeared into the corridor with the grease rat.

Inside the Dark Mercenaries' room.

Seeing the oil rat leaving, the three mercenaries who stood on the third side shouted in unison: "Deputy commander! ”

It turned out that the forty-year-old man sitting in the center was the deputy head of the Dark Mercenary, named Sakura Kimura, whose strength was second only to the head of the regiment, the number two person in the Dark Mercenary.

"Deputy Commander, that guy already knows our plan, and he can't stay." One of the mercenaries spoke in a low voice, his face full of murder.

Sakura Kimura hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait until you go ashore before you start, the three of you are responsible for disposing of the oil rats first, as for the leader of the hunter mercenary group and the jungle wolf, I will deal with it myself." ”

"Yes." The three dark mercenaries answered in unison and retreated.

After his men left, Sakura Kimura didn't stay in the room for long, but walked out after thinking about it, and stopped in front of the door at the end of the corridor a moment later.

"Dang, dangdang." Sakura Kimura knocked lightly on the door, not daring to break in.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and on the other side stood a man dressed in purple and holding a katana, Hattori Yamano.

"Yamano-kun, can you let me in and talk?" Sakura Kimura asked cautiously.

Hattori Yamano retreated slightly, making way for him.

"Thank you." Sakura Kimura said gratefully and dodged into the room.

Hattori Yamano closed the door and asked, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Sakura Kimura hesitated for a moment and said, "Yamano-kun, I just wanted to ask why you didn't kill the target during the preliminaries?" ”

"You're questioning me?" Hattori Yamano's face was slightly gloomy, and an invisible chill emanated.

Sakura Kimura's body trembled, and he hurriedly changed his words: "No, I mean that Yamano-kun is in some trouble, do you need us to do something?" ”

The chill in the air eased slightly, and Hattori Yamano walked over and sat down on a chair and said, "I don't care what I want to do, so if I don't have anything else, just get out." ”

Sakura Kimura retreated to the door with some embarrassment, hesitated again when he stretched out his hand to open the door, turned to stare at Hattori Yamano and said, "Yamano-kun, I know I don't have the right to ask about you, but killing that guy is an order from the leader himself, hopefully..." Not! ”

Before he finished speaking, Sakura Kimura saw Hattori Yamano bounce.

Good speed.

Sakura Kimura had never seen such a speed before, so much so that he didn't have time to react, and the person was already pressed against the wall.

Hattori Yamano grabbed Sakura Kimura's neck with one hand, and the katana in the other hand against the other throat, and said coldly: "Remember, no one in this world can give me orders, it's up to me to decide whether to kill that guy or not!" ”

Although the katana was not unsheathed, the cold air it emitted made it difficult for Sakura Kimura to even breathe, and nodded with a pale face. Got it. ”

"Get out!" Hattori Yamano opened the door and handed it over directly to Sakura Kimura and threw it out like a dog.

"Ahem. . . Ahem! Sakura Kimura coughed violently, staring at the door without any resentment.

Strength, this is a world where strength is king.

If you don't have the absolute strength to resist, you can only accept the oppression of the strong.

This is the philosophy pursued by Sakura Kimura, and in the face of a master like Hattori Yamano, he can only choose to go against the grain.

Meanwhile.

The oil rat was once again brought back to Zhao Guoqing's room by the timberwolf.

"Boom." The grease rat was thrown the steel armor ground, and he screamed in pain.

Tap, tap. Mana Dan, it hurts me to death. Wolf God, you're trying to kill my rhythm. The oil rat didn't stop in his mouth, and leaned closer to Zhao Guoqing, worried that the timberwolf would kill him directly.

"Guo .. Head Guo. The oil rat looked at Zhao Guoqing with a dry smile.

Zhao Guoqing smiled slightly and asked, "Oil rat, do you have something to say to me?" ”

"Say. . . Say what? The oil rat pretended to be stupid and asked rhetorically, but before the words could be completely dropped, he was picked up by the timberwolf, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly changed his words and shouted, "Say, I say, I'll say anything." Will you let me down first? ”

"If you tell half a lie, then I'll never make you speak!" The Timberwolf said coldly.

The oil rat shuddered, knowing that this was not a threat, but something that was about to happen.

"Put.. Rest assured, I.. I will never lie, don't you believe me? The oil rat said with a dry smile.

The Timberwolf snorted coldly and threw the grease rat to the ground again.

The oil rat struggled to get up from the ground and tidied up his clothes, and said to Zhao Guoqing: "Head Guo, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us, right?" ”

"Huh?" The timberwolf made a sound behind him, and the frightened oil rat shuddered again.

"Head Guo, please listen to my explanation. That's right, I did take money from the Dark Mercenaries, who wanted me to be a spy for you. But believe me, I've already returned the money to them, and I'm not going to help them at all! After a series of scareless sermons, his voice paused slightly, and he asked pitifully, "Head Guo, do you believe me?" ”

"I'm curious, why do you want to form an alliance with us other than taking people's money?" Zhao Guoqing asked.

"Huh?" The oil rat's face was stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Guoqing to suddenly ask such a question, and then he said eloquently, "Head Guo, in fact, I admire you very much." According to my observation, you and the wolf god are the ones most likely to win the championship in this World Mercenary Classic, and I can also get a lot of light with you, so... So.."

"So you want to make an alliance with us?" Zhao Guoqing asked.

The grease rat nodded awkwardly, after all, he still wanted to get it clean.

"I have to say you're so discerning." Zhao Guoqing shouted rudely, then stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Congratulations, we are allies now." ”

"Huh?" The oil rat was completely stunned, unable to see through Zhao Guoqing's mind at all, mechanically stretched out his hand and shook Zhao Guoqing, and said unconsciously, "Now we are allies?" ”

"What, you can't regret it?" Zhao Guoqing suddenly asked with a vicious face.

"No, no!" The oil rat hurriedly shook his head and shouted, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, at least he didn't have to die in the hands of Zhao Guoqing or the Jungle Wolf.