"Dr. Kent, we meet again." As the two approached, a black-haired man sneered and aimed his miniature submachine gun at Robert.

"Yes, in my apartment, the one with the broken bones, you're called ......," Robert thought, rolling his eyes.

"I don't think we've ever had the opportunity to introduce each other." The dark-haired man's yin way.

"Yes, I saw but didn't know you, and you didn't say a few words in total, and you were screaming most of the time." Robert stared at him without blinking, his provocation adding to the already tense atmosphere of the other party.

"Believe it or not, I'll just smash your stinky mouth?" The black-haired man pressed the muzzle of the gun close to Robert, and Jonny could see it clearly, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions, but his eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames.

"I don't believe it." Robert said coldly. "There's no such clause in your employer's contract, always remember who you are, mercenary."

"You've killed 14 of my men, brothers who live and die together, and you're going to use some bullshit contract to talk about things! Give you one more chance and see why I can't kill you! The black-haired mercenary roared, the barrel of the gun already pressed against Robert's temple.

"If you could, you would have done it a long time ago." Robert glanced at him with his eyes, and the black-haired man was snorting heavily, and his fingers on the trigger seemed to be shaking.

"White rhino! Don't be stupid! Someone behind him stopped him, and a burly man walked over, grabbed the barrel of his gun with a large hand, and lifted it upward.

"Put down your guns!" He looked around and ordered, and the gunmen around him immediately lowered the muzzle of their raised guns.

"Mr. Robert...... I think you'd be more happy to hear that. The man stared at Robert and said without any expression.

"My name is Vulture, and I beg your pardon for not confiding my real name to you, you know, a contractual relationship." He said lightly.

"Divide duties by code name, right? You are their commander. Robert held out a hand at this point, and the burly man looked at him strangely, but finally shook his hand.

"Is this your son-in-law?" The vulture looked at Jonny.

"Yes, my son Jonny, he doesn't know anything about it, and I think he should shy away from it now, what do you think?" Robert said.

"You don't know anything, do you? I understand. The vulture nodded.

He tilted his head at this time, and two mercenaries behind him immediately stepped forward to carry away the paralyzed Ogucien.

"Jonny, you go and wait for me in the car." Robert said to Jonny.

"But...... They ...... "14 lives?" And these armed men are mercenaries, according to Robert? Jonny had no idea what Robert was involved in at this time, and I now even doubt his professional status in the Development Committee's Comprehensive Planning Bureau. A disguise? Could it be that Robert is actually a government agent?

"Listen to me, Jonny, I'll be fine, I'll explain it to you in detail when I get back." Robert commanded without question.

The vulture stepped aside, and Jonny had no choice but to leave his seat and walk out the door.

"Look at him and listen to my last command." The vulture gave an order to one of the mercenaries beside him, who immediately turned to follow Jonny.

Outside the door of the restaurant, more than a dozen flying cars surrounded the charging station, and the two mercenaries had just stuffed the unconscious thin old man into one of them, and the dozens of gunmen who stayed behind saw Jonny come out, and they all immediately pointed their guns at him, until the mercenary who came out gestured to them, and then they all lowered their guns.

Jonny was already sweating profusely at the moment, he had never seen such a battle. With the swarming mercenary organization and the-for-tat hostilities, Robert has caused himself a big problem, but he dares to take the risk of bringing his son with him.

He walked to his car, pulled the door and sat in the driver's seat, watching the mercenary walk to his car and stand still, he seemed relaxed, but he was obviously guarding against something, the last order? He knew exactly what the man nicknamed the Vulture meant.

Will they shoot themselves on the spot? Is it in this barren land where birds don't lay eggs?

Jonny was highly nervous at this time, and there was only one question in his uneasy heart.

What the hell is going on with all this?!

……

In the dining room, there were mercenaries with loaded guns, but there was silence, and the vulture slowly sat down in the same place where Jonny had been sitting. He looked at the mess of steak and mashed potatoes on the table, tossed the coffee cup in front of him aside, folded his hands, and placed it on the table.

"Although you have succeeded in diverting our client's target, you should be clear, Mr. Robert, that our relationship is not as simple as a contract...... "The tall vulture, even when he sat down, was half a head taller than Robert opposite.

"You owe us a lot, too much, and in what way are you going to pay it back?" He began to smile at Robert.

"Really? How much do you know about me? Robert asked.

"Everything." The vulture replied. "The employer has nothing to hide from Stannis, and we have agreed with us after the crash of the shuttle that returned to Chilian, and believe me, Mr. Robert, we know what you are."

"Well, if that's the case, I owe you nothing." Robert took another sip of the coffee in his hand, and finally poured them into Augustion's steak plate in disgust, and he gently lowered the cup with a relaxed expression.

"Ask the guy you guys who are still alive, and you'll know the truth." Robert said to the mercenary in front of him.

"You mean fox?" The white rhino on the side couldn't help but be angry at this time. "He's not in a single part of his body right now, and he's still unconscious, the truth? The truth is that we kindly invited you to meet customers, and you killed them! You cunning cyberbastard! ”

"White rhino, huh?" Robert didn't look at him. "As a captain, you shouldn't be as stupid as your men, and you haven't done your homework on that rival of yours." He said coldly.

"A person like me, as Heisenberg's disguised asset, how could Zhenwei Company let you take it alive?" The corners of Robert's mouth twitched, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

"What do you mean?" The white rhinoceros clearly did not understand the meaning of his words.