How Raquel, a broker with a large commission, fled, and how the South American tycoon took revenge on this crook is another story.

But the aftermath of the battle didn't end there.

"God! It's 'No. 13', what, how can it be him, what can I do now? It's over, it's over, it's dead. ”

The list of duelists for the next battle was lined up at the first time, Marina. Ivanovna was disillusioned on the spot.

She has been promoted to the seventh rank of the beginner, and the cumulative number of shots has reached 4, as long as she shoots down one more opponent, she can be promoted to the intermediate pilot group, which means that the debts owed by the family can finally be filled.

Maybe if you continue to shoot down an opponent in the intermediate group, you can make a lot of money, and maybe even pay off all your debts.

It's just a little bit, the sky is not as good as expected, but her next opponent is the most ferocious guy in the junior newcomer group, and even can beat the pilots above the sixth rank of the intermediate ace group to the ground, and is almost the master "No. 13" who is determined to be promoted to the middle ace group.

Not only is there little hope for promotion, but also his life is in danger.

"What's wrong, Joan of Arc? Is your next opponent out? ”

Behind her appeared a very tall white man, wearing a pair of large toad sunglasses, a cold lips, a fleshy face with a large eagle hooked nose, looking fierce, calluses on his hands, and a Terminator-like temperament, but the voice was not made by him, but from behind him.

A stocky old guy with small gold-rimmed glasses stepped out from behind the tall white man. There was a twinkle in her eyes that made Marina. Ivanovna was very disgusted by lustful obsessiveness.

It was neither her colleague, nor her superior, nor her friend, but a very hateful watchman.

This old immortal who wants to take advantage of himself all the time.

If it weren't for the failure of the family's business, they lost a lot of money, and in order to prevent their relatives from living on the streets, they were persecuted by various means by creditors. Ukrainian female pilot rookie Marina. Ivanovna had to take on such a high-risk "job" at the behest of the family's biggest creditor and fight for the "Abyss Nirvana" for a certain organization.

Only in this way will she be able to save a lot of money in a short period of time. Solve the urgent needs of the family, and will not let one of his younger brothers and three younger sisters wander around with the elders of the family to avoid debts.

Except for those who have no brains or other goals, most pilots will not easily give up a good life and come out to become an outlaw. The other party also took a fancy to Marina. Ivanovna's air combat skills and the fact that she was short of money took the opportunity to be a pilot in the war.

In order to be able to receive this job and not let her family worry, she also hid it from her family and found a job training agricultural spraying aircraft pilots for others under the pretext that she came to war-torn Syria.

"It's out!"

Flight codename "Joan of Arc" Marina. Ivanovna couldn't help but take a step back and said to the short and fat old man unceremoniously: "You! Get away from me. ”

"It's out, who is it? My little Joan of Arc darling, Uncle will help you well, dear little Joan of Arc. Do you need your uncle's comfort? ”

The short and fat old man with small gold-rimmed glasses not only did not retreat, but took two more steps, and stretched out a pair of trembling fat paws to take Marina. Ivanovna took pity on her arms and took pity on her, and by the way, she could also measure the health of little Marina's breasts, but don't be crushed by the damn anti-load suit.

"It's 'Number 13'!"

Marina. Ivanovna unabashedly showed a look of disgust. He took two steps sideways, but quickly moved to the side of the tall white man, using his tall body to avoid the lewd movements of the short and fat old man.

The tall, strong man stood still like a log, leaving Marina alone. Ivanovna used herself as a shield.

In fact, Marina. Ivanovna knew that this guy named Sergei was a stereotypical Yulin pimple, although he had a fierce face, but if he did not have the boss's orders. He didn't do anything too much to himself, and Sergei looked more secure than the old immortal who wanted to get himself to bed all the time.

"'Number 13'? It's this nasty thing! He should be the same as you, he is the seventh rank of the first rank, waiting to be promoted to the middle rank, well, little 'Joan', you are in big trouble. ”

The short and fat old man recalled with his chin in his sloppy chin and let out a few sneers, and suddenly stared at the female pilot with triangular eyes in a strange tone, and said, "My little 'Joan of Arc', can you kill him?" Seriously, he has an extra bounty on him, and as long as you can shoot him down, I can't guarantee anything else, at least the money you owe in your family will be paid off in one go. ”

"Vladimir, let me tell you, he is not an easy guy to deal with, I am not very sure, until now, I have not seen him use a short-range missile, it does not mean that he will not use it, I am afraid that on the contrary, he has not yet met an opponent worthy of using missiles."

Marina. Ivanovna hid behind the big tall Sergei and made a face at the stocky old man.

Just be careful, this stupid and clumsy old fellow can't do anything about himself.

"Really? Little 'Joan of Arc', this guy is really not easy to deal with, it would be a pity if you died at the hands of this spicy hand-destroying guy, but you can rest assured, even if you die, your family will still be able to get a lot of money, and the debt will be paid off soon, then again, you should still be a virgin, or just indulge before you die, it's a pity not to try the taste of a man, you must know that virgins will go to hell, come, come to your Uncle Vladimir, I will guide you well. ”

Vladimir, the stocky old man, continued to stare at Marina with lustful eyes. Ivanovna doesn't care at all who her next opponent is.

The guy "No. 13" is the ace of the aces in the high-level group, and the opponent of Mr. "Eagle King" of the United States Air Force. Ivanovna little girl, I'm afraid she won't live long in the next battle, so before she dies, it's better to be happy, so as not to leave regrets.

With his big belly and poop, he pounced on the female pilot with an ugly look, and said, "Don't worry! Uncle Vladimir's technique is very good, just a slight pain, yes, just a moment, and you will have the pleasure of heaven in no time, yes, you will like it, come on, baby, Sergey, what are you still doing standing there, get out of the way, be careful that I let the boss fire your squid. ”

The big tall Sergei rolled his eyes under the big toad's sunglasses, and glanced at the lewd old guy with disdain, as if he hadn't heard anything, and still stood still, willing to be a fixed shield to protect the young Ukrainian girl.

Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of this old man.

The Ukrainian female pilot is as flexible as a swallow dodging left and right, the pilot's physique is really not blown, the short and fat old man Vladimir chased for a long time, Leng didn't even catch the corner of the other party's clothes, but he was tired enough.

Vladimir finally sat down on the ground and panted like a cow, beating his old waist with one hand and pointing at the female pilot Marina, who was hiding behind Sergei and smacking at him. Ivanovna, breathless, threatened: "Little Joan of Arc, Marina! Hmph, we'll see!"

He took out his mobile phone and pulled out the number, half-covered his mouth, and whispered, looking up at Marina from time to time. Ivanovna, nodding from time to time, seemed to confirm something.

The call soon ended, and the short and fat old man Vladimir hung up the phone with a sneer, glared at the female pilot viciously, and said: "I can warn you, in the next battle, you must not refuse to avoid the battle, otherwise, hum, you know, your family will not have any good fruit to eat." ”

Vladimir, who couldn't succeed, directly used the most despicable and shameless threat to his family to force the female pilot to comply, but he didn't dare to use such a method to force the other party to sleep with him, and the boss would definitely peel off his skin.

"You, you bastard!"

As soon as I heard that this old guy was threatening himself with his family, Marina. Ivanovna's face suddenly flushed, like an angry little mare, and she pointed at the other party with a violent temper and scolded, if it weren't for the fact that this old guy was the representative of the organization that hired her to fight, I am afraid that she would definitely rush up and kick this old immortal to death.

After the other party finished talking on the phone, the threatening words made Marina. Ivanovna felt extremely desolate, and a mist quickly appeared in her eyes, the other party had given up on herself, and forced herself to die knowing that she was not sure of victory.

The war participation allowance and the compensation for the death of the war are clearly life money.

This damn pilot death fighting tournament is a place to bet on, and the boss behind Vladimir must have made a big bet on himself.

The answer is obvious, buy yourself and lose!

For an organization with huge financial strength, a small life and a MiG-35 are nothing at all, as long as you place a heavy bet, you can earn it all back in a blink of an eye.

And the other side is nothing more than Mikoyan for Russia. As for the life and death of the pilots participating in the war and the related notoriety, for the sake of the face of the euro, they naturally do not care at all.

"Lovely little Joan of Arc! I'm waiting for good news from you."

Give up, collapse, give up, degenerate, Vladimir is looking forward to the complete collapse of the opponent's psychological defense, and I am afraid that he will not refuse to take advantage of the situation, hehe, tonight will definitely be very wonderful.

"No, I won't lose! I'm not going to die!"

On the contrary, the stubborn Ukrainian girl was inspired to fight amazingly, and said through gritted teeth: "I want to live, I will return to my parents and live a good life with my younger brothers and sisters, and I will definitely kill that 'No. 13'!" In the name of God, he is dead!"

Vladimir was dumbfounded, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was going to be bad.

ps: Strongly ask for a monthly pass, ask for a reward! (To be continued) RQ