With a small half bottle of vodka in his stomach, Simon became hot, patted the bartender nicknamed "Iroquois", and asked for a basin of cold water, which he splashed on the dance floor. "Wake up, the doctor has arrived." Simon said.

"Holy!" Whoever hugged left and right and slept soundly and was woken up by a basin of water also had to be angry, Marco stood up "Teng", and when he saw that it was Simon and immediately stopped eating, Simon's eyes kept glancing down, dusted off the ashes and said disdainfully: "You kid cowhide blows big." ”

was exposed to his true face, Marco suddenly felt embarrassed, slapped Sister Yao with both hands, shook his hips, and scolded: "Get out, if your uncle wants to talk about things, get out of the way." ”

In an instant, this group of kiln sisters and drinkers who were more sleepy than pigs disappeared cleanly, Simon went around and said strangely: "Eh, why didn't you see Jonathan, shouldn't you really go back to K82 Village?" ”

Marco lifted his pants, snatched the cigarette butt from Ramirez's mouth, took a sharp puff, stretched out his arms and spun around a few times, the dim chandelier cast a few rays of light, he said: "Yes, the big bald head left in the afternoon of the second day after he came back, MD, took away more than half of the wine, said that he was going to take it back to see his wife and children, I wondered, isn't this big guy just Peter's yellow-haired son?" When did you have more children? If I were a beautiful daughter, I would have to be a godfather, hehehe......"

", if you want to be it, I'll be it, don't put those crooked thoughts on his head, or you will wait for the mixed doubles." Simon almost squirted out a mouthful of wine, retorted, and sat down in a chair casually, Ramirez bowed slightly, smart people generally don't need to talk nonsense.

"It's not a bad thing to have something to worry about, at least when you're fine, you can go to Jonathan to spend a vacation to catch a fish or something, the meaning of the bald head is very clear, he likes an acre of three-point land, and the wife and children will be hot on the kang, and I will send the money over after a while." Simon opened his suitcase, which was full of snow-white silver coins, replacement coupons, and bearer bank bonds.

"Payday is here, and I say one yard is one yard." Simon held up a stack of silver coins with the thirteen rings of black stars on the obverse and a portrait of Franz on the reverse.

Even Ramirez, an old mercenary who was accustomed to seeing big scenes in Longhu in his early years, rarely came out with such a large amount of cash, and his first reaction was to pull out his gun, holding the gun in one hand, ready to engage at any time. Even if he drinks to the point of fragmentation, Marco can find the weapon in an instant, money is a good thing, and life is the first thing.

"I promised when I left last year that anyone who dared to follow me on this trip would pay half of the money in advance, and the remaining half would be used as a pension to be given to designated relatives and friends, and I knew everyone who died in battle, Fastley, Garcia, Parker, Grange, Mass, Connors...... I remember everyone that it was my fault that I didn't bring them all back, and I promised to do it. Simon pushed through the suitcase, pulled out about three-quarters of the money, and said, "All this money belongs to you, Marco, you are responsible for dividing the money of the dead in the war, don't you want to raise a new son, go and raise Grange son." ”

Speaking of this, the atmosphere naturally became a lot heavier, the three men smoked one after another, Marco silently estimated the money, and set aside a quarter to return it to Simon, waving his hand and saying: "Boss, there are too many travel rules, and if you get the money, you will die, and an extra few hundred will be very."

It's kind, there is no reason for a person like you to divide a few thousand, so if you have to recruit people, the price will not go down. ”

Simon threw away the cigarette butt, flicked off the Zhibao lighter, continued the next one, a pile of cigarette ash fell from the military uniform breeches, and the dance floor was full of wine bottles and condoms, filled with a smell of inferior alcohol, he didn't insist on his opinion, he had too much money to spend, so he said: "The market price is 500, right, give it by four times, 2000 per person, tell their relatives that they are really forced to make a living, and I can guarantee that they can earn food with their hands." ”

Marco counted more than 20,000 walks, and there was still money from him and Ramirez, if it was according to Simon's original meaning, it would be 5,000 per person, ten times the market price, which would be worth the pension of Longfor T3 elite mercenaries. "Boss, don't you want their wives and children to go to the bald village?"

"As far as I know, the bald K82 doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, and the remaining money and dividends are available, and all the heavy weapons left over from the last K82 have been placed, and a lot of them have been added, which is very good." Simon said. According to Jonathan's chat, since he contracted the K82 settlement, he has absorbed a lot of homeless people who can get by, and now it has grown to a scale of two or three hundred people, and it is definitely no problem to be full.

Ramirez snorted, turned over, put the gun back into the holster, and said slowly: "Why don't I help kill the sons and nephews of that group of people and spend two thousand to send them to the Longhu training camp, and they will have a chance to be hired for a few months of intensive training." If you are not interested, it is better to spend 2,000 to buy a small boss position in a factory than to go outside the city. ”

"When the money arrives, I'll have another chance to be fed, I'm not in the army, and I can't afford to support so many people." Simon muffled, tilted his head and poured half a bottle of vodka, choking on his cough. The bartender Yi Luoquis leaned over and reminded, "My boss has arrived." ”

"You should discuss this matter first, and it is better to have a conscience than nothing." Simon tossed the bottle to Marco and walked away.

There was a stout man in a fox fur coat sitting in front of the bar, Simon glanced at it, and saw that the fox fur coat had a lot of miscellaneous hair, so he had a bottom in his heart, and ignored four or five bodyguards, leaned back against the counter, and said bluntly: "I plan to buy this bar and make a price." ”

probably didn't expect Simon to say a kind word, and came up to bargain, and the fox fur coat was also stunned for a while, intentionally or unintentionally exposing the chest tattoo, and said in an unkind tone: "Hey! I know you're from Hydra! Do things according to the rules! ”

"Knowing I'm Hydra's man, and you're going to talk to me about the rules?" Simon said calmly, he looked around at the windbreaker bodyguards, the long coat is the easiest to carry all kinds of weapons, whether it is a stick or a submachine gun is purely luck, if he carries a violin case, he is still a little jealous, since he has not carried it, the power is not great.

A sentence choked on the fox fur coat, and it took a long time to pop out: "300,000!" This bar has been open in the backstreets for a few years! There are many regular customers, and this is the number less to say every month! The man held out five fingers.

Simon frowned, three hundred thousand? It's a little ruthless, a bottle of official anti-radiant Ning costs 500 yuan, and buying a high-end apartment in Area E is basically this price, especially in places like backstreets, five figures a month? It's not a prime location close to the military factory in Area G, so it's just a mercenary benefactor's list, and you can't see that there is no one during the day?

But Simon, of course, is not in business, or rather that his business is not so "quiet". After a brief thought, Simon nodded:

"300,000 is fine."

"But!" Simon stretched out his index finger and said, "I want you to turn all the relationships in this bar, including active mercenaries, street girls, benefactors, and even shopkeepers." ”

"I don't want anyone but Iroquois, do you want cash or transfer?"

The fox fur coat did not hesitate to say: "Transfer, or bearer bond." ”

Simon got up and said, "I'll do it again this week, and hopefully you'll have everything in order." ”

After negotiating the transfer in a few words, Marco, who was dumbfounded on the sidelines, tried to ask: "Boss, you, what are you doing with this bar?" I can't make a lot of money! It's a mercenary bar! ”

"All I want is the mercenary bar, get dressed, let's go to K82." Simon took the two of them to the Humvee, and gradually arrived at the factory to change shifts, and before the crowd became dense, he picked up Peter, who had been waiting at the East City Gate for a long time, and galloped out.

Interstate 77 starts at the South City Gate, and the road at the East City Gate is basically a dirt road, but fortunately it hasn't rained too much recently, otherwise it would be sour in the mud. The lake breeze blows, but it is a little more comfortable.

"You go and ask the relatives of the war dead, if there are anyone who is willing to work in this bar, call them, I want to control them all." Simon drove the car with one hand and one arm resting on the window, and there were many people along the lake road, not to mention fishermen, farmers, and those displaced people who failed to pass the examination to enter the city.

"Boss, you bought a bar because of this? You're really the boss's life. Marco exclaimed, Simon groaned, put on his sunglasses, and said lazily, "Ramirez, you say." ”

After returning to the city, he put back the golden eye, Ramirez slowly explained: "I told you, drink well, don't be afraid to spend money, your brain is dull like this, sooner or later, you can't shoot accurately, the commander bought this bar not to make money, but for the backstreet mercenaries, one person will never be able to make a big name, using others is not only expensive but also unreliable, temporarily expand the team with a backstreet mercenary who can fight well, it's not a bad thing, your sister has so many sons, and several of them are mercenaries, right, You are specifically looking for this kind of stunned young man who is not deeply involved in the world, easy to train, and has the potential to pay attention, these days, no team of 180 people dares to go far away? ”

Marco looked confused, scratched his head, and couldn't understand: "Well, there are 300,000 direct employees, what are you going to do with all this effort?" Peter laughed in the passenger seat, and also imitated Simon's appearance, with a pair of goggles on his forehead, which was quite rebellious.

The silhouette of K82 gradually appeared in the field of vision, and it was a restaurant, and the smoke curled up. Simon stepped lightly on the accelerator, and the Hummer roared and rushed through the ravine. "If you're stupid, you're stupid, if you can shoot or kill, you'll have food to eat, don't be burned by alcohol!"

The towers around the settlement were the first to spot the rapidly approaching Humvee, and the Humvee flew a white flag. The children, playing barefoot in the clearing, were driven back to the shack by their parents, vigilantly raising their rifles behind their shoulders.

"Look, I'm right, after surviving the winter, the bald days are better, I knew I should have picked up some butter, salt and the like along the way." Simon pushed the car door open, raised his hands and shouted, "I'm Simon Hayes, go call Jonathan Greenwood!" Tell him that his old friends have come to visit him! ”

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