A gust of wind blew, and the canopy above their heads was gently blown, and the yellowing and reddened dead leaves swirled and floated down, landing beside Gong Bing and the others.

Miranda had a lot of doubts about what happened that night, and when she saw Gong Bing, she naturally asked them one by one, and Gong Bing patiently answered them for her one by one.

"I've already told you just now, that Doug and Walker are both mercenaries, and they both belong to a mercenary group called 'gadget', this is a mercenary group composed entirely of supernatural people, according to my father, the number of this gadget mercenary group is not large, if you rank according to the strength of the level, Doug and Walker's strength is not in the front, at most it is only near the midstream."

"I already know that, what the hell are you trying to say?" Miranda was not too dirty, and asked at this time, sitting cross-legged on the cyan slate of the martial arts arena.

"The reason why I repeat so much is just to remind you that if you really want to take revenge, your current strength is not enough, don't get dizzy for a while and rush out to die."

"Cut, who do you think you are, don't treat me like a little girl, I'm not so impulsive." Miranda crossed her arms and pouted.

"I just care about you." Gong Bing took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette, looked up at the canopy and said slowly: "It's hard to pick up a life, cherish it, don't throw it away casually." ”

Hearing Gong Bing's words, Miranda was suddenly stunned, not knowing what was in her mind, just looking at Gong Bing in a daze.

Immediately, her face turned red inexplicably, and she immediately turned her face aside and didn't look at Gong Bing.

The soft morning sun passed through the canopy of the trees and fell on the two of them like a cloud, and like a nimble spirit reflecting a golden light.

"What's wrong?" The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and finding that Miranda didn't reply, Gong Bing lowered his head and asked strangely.

"Hmph, no... Not much!! You bastard!! Miranda bounced off the ground at once, and before Gong Bing could react, she turned around and ran away.

"Where are you going? I'm not done yet!! Gong Bing took two steps forward and shouted.

"Where do I like to go? What's your business! Miranda didn't look back, the voice came from afar, and the figure quickly disappeared into the arena.

I haven't finished talking about the gadget mercenary group, why did you run away like this?

What the hell? Did I offend her somewhere? Looking at Miranda's back, Gong Bing bit his cigarette, and the second monk was puzzled.

Women are really strange creatures, Gong Bing thought silently.

Immediately, Miranda, who had already left, reappeared.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at Miranda, who was going and returning, Gong Bing asked strangely.

"Bring it!" Miranda stood in front of Gong Bing and held out her right hand to him.

"Take what?" Gong Bing looked at the other party's right palm and asked rhetorically with an inexplicable expression.

The corner of Miranda's eye jumped, she withdrew her right hand, and immediately took a step forward, leaning forward and leaning her face over.

"What's that? Of course you owe me money!! Miranda said rightly.

"Money? ...... I owe you money? Looking at the face close at hand, Gong Bing could already feel the breath coming out of the other party's mouth, so he couldn't help but shrink back.

His head is in a circle, what the hell is going on? When do I owe her money?

"What do you say?" Miranda narrowed her eyes.

The woman is indeed the strangest animal in the world, Gong Bing once again thought firmly in his heart.

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Within Tutlan in Dakta, Reims is one of the largest provinces in Tutlan by area, located on the northern border and bordering many small northern states.

At this time, the city of Reims, the capital of the province of Reims, is lit up everywhere, and the roads in the center of the city are crowded with cars from work, and the noisy atmosphere is even more lively than during the day.

On the edge of the city center is a tall building, a 40-storey boxy building with a glass curtain wall that looks very modern.

At this moment, a black sedan approached the building with the traffic and then quietly drove in.

The black car came to a halt in the depths of the underground parking lot, and two young men stepped out of the car one after the other.

They are equally thin, but one tall and one short, and they have different appearances.

The tall young man wore a red scarf, his originally delicate face seemed to have been burned by fire, and there was a wide and long burn mark on the right cheek, near the ear, which added a bit of ferocity to the young man's fierce feeling.

HIS COMPANION WAS ALSO A YOUNG MAN, A LITTLE OLDER, BUT SHORTER, WEARING A PLAIN POLO SHIRT, TROUSERS AND SMALL LEATHER SHOES, HIS HAIR WAS SLIGHTLY LONGER, AND HIS FACE WAS HIDEOUS.

The two walked into the elevator one after the other, and not long after pressing the floor, the elevator came to the top floor.

Outside the elevator on the top floor, there were two casually dressed men guarding them, with pistols pinned to their waists and a rifle beside them.

Perhaps they already knew who was coming, so they were indifferent to the two who came out of the elevator and let them in.

The two of them were silent, and seemed to be very familiar with this place, and after getting out of the elevator, they walked through two straights, turned a corner, and pushed open a door and walked in.

The room is seven or eight meters long and wide, about fifty or sixty square meters, and it is arranged with some sofas, tables and chairs, which seems to be a lounge, but there are two doors on the opposite wall, which looks like a vestibule.

No sooner had the two of them entered the room than they heard a mocking voice.

"Ouch, look who's back, isn't this Walker and Doug? Our cute little wolf dog ~~~~"

Walker and Doug looked towards the voice, and saw a young man with short hair slumped on the couch, wearing a blue denim jacket and jeans, with many metal pendants hanging from his chest, and his body made a soft crunch sound when he shook slightly.

The young man looked at them with a sneer.

"What do you mean, Pock?" Walker clenched his fists and stared at the short-haired man.

"It's not interesting." The short-haired man Pock waved his hand: "You haven't come back for so long, I thought you died outside~~~"

"I'm not dead when you're dead." Walker snorted.

"I messed up the mission, and I still have the face to come back, if I were you, then I think it's better to die."

"I didn't fail, and I will solve the task myself."

"Didn't fail? Look at your own face, after being defeated, you dare to come back after hiding for so long, and you dare to speak out here? Look in the mirror. Polk looked dismissive and threw the small mirror on the coffee table over.

"It's none of your business!" Walker slapped the mirror away, and it fell to the ground and shattered.

Doug seemed accustomed to the argument in front of him, and just stood by Walker's side in silence.

"It's none of my business? You messed up the mission, and it affected our entire mercenary group, did you know? Polk sneered.

"I don't need you to remind me!!" The other party was reasonable, and Walker couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while.

Walker snorted, not wanting to talk to Polk again, so he took a step and continued to walk towards the other end of the house.

Polk and Walker have always been at odds, the relationship is bad, both sides want to find trouble with each other all the time, and now he can see his opponent's aggrieved look, Pock feels very comfortable.

At this time, it was rare to have such a good opportunity, and it was naturally impossible for him to give up so easily.

"By the way, my little Walker, I heard that you were defeated by a little warrior, I wonder if it's true?" Polk leaned forward, his arms on his knees, and asked as if nothing had happened.