Eating meat in large chunks and drinking in large gulps, the polite guys who behaved in the cafeteria just now look like the heroes of the green forest at the moment.

Hank was joined by Raff's men.

Only Vasily simply ate something and walked out.

Wasn't Lao Maozi addicted to alcohol? Yang Tianlong was surprised by Vasily's high degree of self-discipline.

Seeing this, he took two sips of dark beer and walked out.

"Hey, man, why don't you drink some wine?" Seeing Vasily watching TV alone, Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"Sorry, boss, I don't like to drink. Vasily was a little embarrassed.

"Don't like to drink?" Yang Tianlong smiled slightly, "Don't you fighting nations like to drink very much?"

"That's the vast majority, including the old me, but definitely not the current me. Vasily smiled.

"What made you change? man. Yang Tianlong couldn't help asking.

Vasily smiled slightly, looked at Yang Tianlong and said, "It's war." ”

"Boss, you don't know how cruel the Chechen war is, it is precisely because of one of my greedy drinks that several of my brothers were sacrificed, and after I went back, only our company did not receive any rewards, and all the people went back as they came, so now everyone is living in poverty. Speaking of this, Vasily buried his head deeply, "I hate myself, if it weren't for me, the company commander, who was greedy for a cup, those brothers who followed me would not be like this." ”

To be honest, Yang Tianlong didn't expect Vasily to have such a dark history, and when a person's scar is revealed, the pain of the past will strike again.

Vasily buried his head deep in his knees for a few moments before he lifted it, and he let out a sigh of relief, as if he had lifted a weight of 10,000 tons.

His eyes were a little red.

"Now they are all living badly, several of them can't stand this poor life and have committed suicide, boss, maybe you haven't felt poverty, really, when a person is faced with endless and no hope, either continue to endure the pain or choose death. Vasily said this with all seriousness.

"Vasily, thank you for telling me this story, to be honest, it touches me very much, and if I could, I would like to do something for them with you. Yang Tianlong patted Vasily on the shoulder and said.

Vasily was stunned for a moment, his eyes were confused, "Boss, do something for them?"

"Let them all be our buddies. ”

"Boss, they don't know anything but kill. Vasily shook his head helplessly.

"But right now I need them to kill. Yang Tianlong's voice was small, but it made Vasily hear every word.

"Kill whom? I can go. Vasily stood up at once.

"You'll find out later, Vasily, I need people, because we're not dealing with the underworld, we're dealing with rebels. ”

"Then I'll contact them now, boss, how many people do you need?"

"At least more than 20, of course, the more the merrier, in terms of treatment, round-trip air tickets plus a subsidy of 20,000 yuan, and a subsidy of 1,000 US dollars for every day spent in Africa. ”

"Okay, then I'll call now. Vasily said very seriously.

"No problem, you and Hank will be with you when Mr. Claire comes later. After speaking, Yang Tianlong gently patted Vasily on the shoulder again.

Vasily nodded, "No problem. ”

After finishing the conversation with Vasily, he returned to the back garden and had a drink with the guys.

"Hey, Huaxia Long, where have you gone, hurry up and drink. Sman said loudly.

Elbuk didn't show weakness either, "Huaxia Dragon, according to the tradition of your Huaxia people, do you have to blow three bottles in a row?"

Such an adrenaline-stimulating performance is undoubtedly the favorite show of these rough old men, and Yang Tianlong is not empty, after all, everyone relies on reality to communicate.

"How about I eat some to cushion my stomach first, and then blow off three bottles?"

"Old man, hurry up and eat, this beef has just been fried. Alberm smirked as he handed him the meaty beef.

Picking up a knife and fork, Yang Tianlong cut the beef on the plate into several large pieces.

After taking a bite, the taste is really extraordinary.

"Okay, I've made good on my promise, guys watch. After speaking, I saw Yang Tianlong open the three dark beers with a relaxed face, and then tilted his neck and poured it in.

While he was drinking, the loud music around them also sounded, which made their adrenaline rush even more.

"Hey, Huaxia Dragon, let's have a ......" Wilmots walked over and tossed him a beer.

"Old man, the time is almost up, I need to pick up Mr. Claire. "It's 6:50 now, and it's only about ten minutes before Claire's plane lands.

"Go, do you want to send you?" Wilmots asked.

"Old man, I don't need this, it's just a few hundred meters away. Yang Tianlong smiled.

"Okay, then you go and go back quickly, we are waiting for you and Claire. ”

After "OK......" high-fived Wilmotz, he put on a coat and walked out.

"Boss, 23 people were willing to come. As soon as he reached the hall, Vasily quickly got up.

"Yes, we don't need a lot of people, but a strong army. Yang Tianlong felt that with the addition of people on their side, it was estimated that there would be about thirty people.

"Let's go, Vasily, come with me to the airport to pick up Mr. Claire. ”

"Do you need a car?" Vasily asked.

"Get the Wrangler on. Yang Tianlong walked out of the hall as he spoke.

Soon, the Wrangler driven by Vasily came to the door of the hotel, pulled the car door, and Yang Tianlong jumped on it.

"Vasily, I'll transfer you $600,000 later, you help buy the tickets, and let them stay at home for a day or two and come over. ”

Vasily nodded and said, "Boss, those guys are all single dogs, they will not be there in a day or two, maybe tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." ”

Actually, this is the best, after all, what they will face is not a playhouse, but a war full of gunpowder, bullets do not have eyes, and there is no identity on the battlefield.

"Okay, you can arrange it. As he spoke, he saw that they had already arrived at the airport.

Bunia's airport is small, with departures on the left and arrivals on the right.

The two of them were glued to the airport arrivals hall, and at this moment, Mr. Claire's flight had flown over them.

Fifteen minutes later, a large crowd poured out of the arrival hall, most of them Caucasian, with only a small number of blacks and a few yellows.

"Zakhaev?" Vasily couldn't help but say.

Yang Tianlong was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Vasily, only to see that his gaze was firmly fixed on a white man wearing glasses, this white man looked gentle and elegant, with a scholarly demeanor.

"Who is he?" After observing Vasily's expression, Yang Tianlong knew that this Zakeyev was definitely not Vasily's friend, and if nothing else, there should be some kind of holiday between the two.