After digging three feet into the ground and searching, Xu Le stepped on the scorched earth and walked out.

When he walked to the edge of the blockade line, Xu Le saw the top soldiers of the countries that formed the blockade line with different expressions. The soldiers from China had pride and adoration on their faces, while the troops from other countries had nothing but fear of looking at monsters. Probably in their opinion, the only thing that can kill monsters is more terrible monsters.

Compared with worship, these fearful expressions made Xu Le feel more satisfied.

"Team Xu."

The administrative deputy captain of the adjudication team ran to Xu Le's side and said with a sigh of relief: "This side is finally over, Captain Qi and they will return to China early tomorrow morning, do you think we should go back too?" ”

Xu Le pursed his lips and asked, "What do you say above?" ”

"President Yang means that he wants us to go back as soon as possible, so that we don't have too many dreams at night." The deputy tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart and not let a happy expression appear on his face. After following Xu Le for so long, he naturally knew Xu Le's temper. For others, it is a good thing to celebrate after traveling thousands of miles to kill all these mutants to complete the task, but for Captain Xu, after enjoying the instant pleasure brought by the last kill, it is a boundless emptiness.

"Then let's go back together tomorrow morning, you go to the tobacco market in the evening to buy some burley tobacco, and then buy some expensive tobacco, and help me give it to President Yang when I go back." Xu Leyi waved his hand happily, "Just look at the quality, no matter the price, I will personally reimburse you in full, go." ”

No matter how expensive Malawi's famous cigarettes can be, Xu Le has the confidence to say this.

The staff of the change control center enjoy extremely high salaries and benefits, and with Xu Le's ability and identity, the level in the change control center is definitely not low, and it is not as simple as just the leader of the action team. Therefore, Xu Le's basic salary is very high, coupled with the fact that Xu Le leads the ruling to hunt down mutants is a high-risk job, and every time he goes out on a field mission, he has a lot of bonuses, and so far Xu Le has a balance of millions in his personal account, which is more than enough to buy tobacco.

The deputy team of the verdict knew this situation in his heart, and every time he thought of this, he sighed. Team Xu made so much money, but never spent it, and the other team members either squandered it in their leisure time with a high salary, or bought industrial planning and financial management, only Team Xu regarded the money as something that did not exist, and couldn't think of using it at all.

It's not frugality, it's not vulgar, it's just that there is no idea of using money, and Team Xu seems to have only one thing in his mind: revenge.

Chasing and killing mutants is the only goal of Team Xu's life, but sooner or later, the mutants will be killed one day. When that day comes, what will Team Xu do? The deputy team thought to themselves that maybe it was time to go to the famous dream builder Su Yue and ask her to help Team Xu heal his psychological wounds.

"What are you doing?" Xu Le glanced back at the deputy team, "Did you hear what I told you just now?" ”

The deputy team came back to his senses and nodded again and again: "Yes, Team Xu, I heard it, I will change my clothes and go to the logistics in a while, and ask them to arrange a guide for me, I will definitely find the best tobacco and make it into handmade cigarettes to take back." ”

"Well, I'll go back to the hotel to rest, something will call me." After Xu Le finished speaking, he got on a helicopter, the road conditions in Malawi were too bad, and Xu Le was unwilling to waste time in the car.

The reason why he urgently returned to the hotel was not that he needed to rest after the war, but that Xu Le was going to go back to play with the ornaments in the suite, and if he didn't go back to appreciate them, they would soon rot completely.

After returning to the hotel suite, Xu Le first admired the heads in the room one by one, and then lay down on the soft big bed and closed his eyes to rest.

But Xu Le couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and he kept thinking about what kind of reason he could use to persuade Chairman Yang to let him participate in the assassination mission against the American Federation mutants and human traitors.

Xu Le's mental state is unstable, which even he can't refute, who dares to easily let Xu Le enter the territory of the United States to carry out an assassination mission? In case Xu Le suddenly loses control of his emotions and does not carry out the mission according to the predetermined plan, or attacks a person or mutant who is not part of the mission target, it is likely to cause a diplomatic accident or even cause a war.

No one dares to take this risk, especially Yang Xiaoqian, who is cautious by nature, will not agree.

Therefore, Xu Le asked Yang Xiaoqian for help many times before, but Yang Xiaoqian always refused to accept it. Just considering Xu Le's psychological problems, in order to appease Xu Le's emotions, Yang Xiaoqian transferred Xu Le to the troops to suppress Shengyi, so that Xu Le could have a good time in African third-world countries that had no international discourse.

But the desire to kill can never be satisfied, and after enjoying the short-term pleasure, Xu Le is quickly consumed by a sense of emptiness, like a drug addict.

"It's not enough to bring a few boxes of cigarettes back, he can't agree just because of a few boxes of cigarettes. What to do, what to do......" Xu Le kept scratching his hair and muttered to himself.

There seems to be no way, at least Xu Le can't think of a reason to convince Chairman Yang.

At midnight, Xu Le stood up irritably, walked around the room, and crushed all the heads lined up in two rows on the ground.

When he stepped on the last head, Xu Le suddenly stopped moving.

"I'm in Malawi right now." Xu Le said to himself, "If I return to China now, President Yang will definitely send someone to watch me to death, so it's better to ...... Why don't you leave now and find a way to smuggle into the U.S. Commonwealth in war-torn Africa? ”

As soon as this thought appeared, it took deep root in Xu Le's mind, and this seemed to be a feasible solution, since he couldn't get President Yang's affirmation, then go fuck President Yang!

As long as you are careful to kill only the mutants and do not cause other trouble, even if you are caught back and go to the court of the Awakened in the future, you will not be sentenced to death.

Even if it is a death sentence, Xu Le is not very afraid, but before closing his eyes, Xu Le still wants to see the day when the mutant is completely dead.

"Jingle bells."

"Jingle bells."

The bell rang, not Xu Le's communicator, but the landline in the hotel suite.

"Huh?" Xu Le walked to the table and picked up the microphone of an antique landline, and a female voice came from inside, speaking non-standard Mandarin.

"Hello, Mr. Xu Le."

"I don't need room service." Xu Le said impatiently, and was about to hang up the phone, but heard a hurried sentence coming from the microphone.

"There are other variants in Malawi."

"Oh?" Xu Le suddenly became patient," he continued. ”

"Some of the variants in Malawi haven't been completely cleared yet, and in a room in Lilongwe, there are still many mutants hiding, and I know where they are."

Xu Le didn't have the time to pay attention to the grammatical errors in his words, and he eagerly asked, "Where is it?" Tell me! ”