The daily training ended at half past four in the afternoon, and Zhao Mingding began to lead the team to run back to the hotel.

With a day of training, the five-kilometre journey back was a long time for some of the team members.

"Twenty-five minutes to get back to the hotel lobby." Zhao Mingding raised his voice and said, "If you exceed this time, you will not be allowed to drink in the bar tonight." Tonight the wine is all you can drink, MM is all you can drink, and I will pay for it all. ”

After Zhao Mingding finished speaking, he turned around and ran in the direction of the hotel, letting them drag and drop behind. In a word: those who do not arrive on time will be punished and will not be allowed to go out for a drink.

It only took fifteen minutes for Zhao Mingding to run back to the hotel, and when he saw that it was still early, he asked the hotel for 100,000 US dollars.

One after another, the team members returned to the hotel lobby, and the last to return to the hotel lobby was Sanders, who almost pinched the point to reach the hotel lobby.

"Hahaha, I made it!" Sanders looked smug.

"Fifteen minutes later, gather in the lobby. Those who are late will be disqualified from tonight's meeting. Zhao Mingding looked at his watch, "Attention: Tonight's party, you can drink alcohol, but you must not delay tomorrow morning's assembly and training, and violators will be punished with a thousand push-ups." Disband! ”

Everyone rushed back to their rooms to freshen up and change clothes, and their movements were very agile. Fifteen minutes were up, and not a single member was late.

"Good!" Zhao Mingding shook his head, "Let's go!" "Take the lead and walk towards the outside of the hotel.

George did not show up this time, and Zhao Mingding was in charge, after all, in the future, Zhao Mingding would take this team of people from birth to death, and he had to win people's hearts first.

They found a new bar. After all, if you want to be evenly wet with rain and dew, and everyone has business to do, you can't die of drought and waterlogging.

The bar I found this time was slightly bigger and more luxurious than the one last night, and MM, who was standing outside to solicit visitors, was younger, prettier, and hotter.

I have money in my hands, and I don't panic in my heart. Zhao Mingding instructed the restaurant to just come up if there is any good wine. This time, everyone drank a little cautiously and conservatively, after all, they had to get up early tomorrow morning to train, and if they were late again, they were afraid that they would be severely punished.

A group of people drank and guessed boxing, drank songs and danced, and leaned on the green, so comfortable.

The bar Zhao Mingding chose was of the same size as the one across the road, and it seemed to be a private room, and a group of young people were also drinking and having fun in it.

The first to make trouble was a drunken young man opposite, who stumbled across the street to pull Yui Hatashu, a Japanese female player who was sitting under the eaves of the bar and drinking.

"Baby, come back with me tonight, I'll give you as much as you want." The young man, who was about twenty-three or fourteen years old, spoke fluent French, and as he spoke, he tugged and pulled at Yui Hatano.

Seeing this, Kim Hee-sun, who was sitting next to Bodo, pushed the young man out, but he was so angry that he slapped him. Jin Xishan is naturally not a vegetarian, his body is short, his fists are out, and he goes straight to the ears of the young man on both sides, and he actually makes a move of Chinese kung fu double thunder. The young man, who was already drunk and delirious, did not know how to dodge, was hit hard by Kim Hee-sun on both ears with both fists, fell on his back, and fell to the ground.

The group of young people in the bar opposite, there were also forty or fifty people, and they were all tall, and when they saw that their accomplices had suffered a loss, someone immediately jumped out, and they wanted to come over to arrest Jin Xishan without asking about it, and the people on Zhao Mingding's side saw that the other party was unreasonable, so they naturally did not agree, so they also rushed out, ready to fight.

Zhao Mingding was sitting opposite Boduo at the time, chatting with them, wondering the reason why the two of them conspired together to assassinate him last night, when he saw that the matter was getting bigger, he didn't stop it, but squinted his eyes slightly, and watched the changes. He wants to see which of the people on his side will really step forward, and which ones will only pretend and be vain.

Zhao Mingding's eyes quickly glanced at the bar opposite, and immediately counted the number of people on the other side, a total of 55 people, 7 more than his side. Moreover, these 55 people are all fluent in French, and they are obviously also a group of tourists. The most worrying thing is that although there are 8 women among these 55 people, all of them are tall and show the unique temperament of a soldier in their gestures.

Zhao Mingding's heart suddenly sank, and a contemplation came to mind: A member of the French Foreign Legion?

When Zhao Mingding decided to join the Wolf Tooth Commando, he had a detailed understanding of the top ten most famous mercenary groups in the world, and the French Foreign Legion was impressively listed, ranking fifth.

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It was founded in 1831. At that time, in order to solve the problem of foreigner crime in France and replenish the French army killed and wounded in the war, it was formed by the order of the then French king Louis Philippe (reigned 1830-1848).

Volunteers can conceal their nationality and name when joining, and they can also have a pseudonym or change their name. As a result, many convicts have joined, and since 2000 a detailed survey of the experiences of volunteers has begun, and those who have served a prison sentence are no longer able to participate. Joiners can refuse to participate in battles against their home country.

After its formation, the Foreign Legion participated in the Mexican Expedition (French armed intervention in Mexico), World War I, World War II, and later the Algerian War, the Congo War, the Bosnian War, and the Gulf War.

In addition to war activities, the French Foreign Legion has also been involved in peacekeeping assistance in Myanmar, the suppression of riots in Haiti, and disaster relief in the Indian Ocean earthquake.

If the other party is really a member of the French Foreign Legion who has been famous for a long time, then his side is really kicked to the iron plate.

The two sides did not give in to each other, and the battle broke out instantly, from the initial addition of fists and feet, to the later wine bottles, and then to the final table and chair fighting, the two sides injured each other, and Zhao Mingding was relieved that no one on his side flinched.

Zhao Mingding did not participate in the battle, and still sat majestically, sipping the wine in the bottle in his hand in small sips.

The battle ended without suspense, and all 47 of Zhao Mingding's men were knocked to the ground by the opponent, and less than ten of them were hung up.

A tall figure walked over with heavy steps, stood still in front of Zhao Mingding, reached out and snatched the wine bottle from Zhao Mingding's hand, and slammed it to the ground, torn apart, and the air was filled with an intoxicating aroma of wine.

"Ten million dollars, if you lose it, you won't have anything to do." Zhao Mingding still sat still, and said coldly in Chinese, "It's okay to convert it into euros."

There were good people in the onlookers, and they immediately translated Zhao Mingding's words into French.

“Fuck! Go to hell!” After listening to the translation of the do-gooder, the tall man standing behind Zhao Mingding scolded in English, and reached out to pull Zhao Mingding's collar. Zhao Mingding saw him stretch out his hand, still sitting still, stretched out his hand, grabbed his outstretched hand, followed by a kick with his right foot, only to see his tall body flying backwards flatly, and fell out at least ten meters away with a thud.

"Come on, let's go together!" Zhao Mingding beckoned to them and smiled contemptuously. This smile completely pricked the other party's nerves, and no matter what martial virtues, they rushed up and rushed towards Zhao Mingding.

Zhao Mingding didn't say anything, and with a punch and kick, he knocked down one person, and in an instant, all the other party also lay on the ground.

"Good!" A middle-aged man with a height of 1.9 meters stood up from the bar counter of the opposite bar, clapped his hands and applauded, and walked towards Zhao Mingding. Although he is white, he speaks Chinese. This person is a head taller than Zhao Mingding.

"Look at Your Excellency's extraordinary kung fu, come to ask for advice in the next place!" The middle-aged man said, clasped his hands into fists and saluted, followed by a squat with his right leg, and the tip of his left foot was dotted, and he actually posed in the posture of Chinese kung fu.

Zhao Mingding replied with a salute, and no longer talked, he slashed his head with a fist, the opponent fought with his left hand, and rushed straight over with a fist in his right hand, which turned out to be a hard-hitting style.

The two sides exchanged fists and feet, and they did not give in to each other, and they fought evenly.

In fact, under this public court, the reason why Zhao Mingding will deal with the other party is that he does not want to expose his strength. However, as the leader of the first team, he can't help but show his strength, so this measure is really difficult to grasp.

Also, I don't know the identity and status of the person I'm fighting with.

The opponent couldn't attack for a long time, and he began to be upset, and his footwork began to be confused, and Zhao Mingding saw the opportunity and kicked him to the ground.

"Agreed!" Zhao Mingding clenched his hands into fists and made a gesture, "Ten million US dollars, do you give cash or bank transfer?" In addition, you have to pay for everything that is broken here. ”

"Die!" A wild roar came from the mouth of the young man who was sitting on the ground and caused trouble at the beginning, followed by the sound of a bullet being loaded, and a pistol with a faint blue light was aimed at Zhao Mingding, "Kneel!" "This time it was in English. After all, English is the most widely spoken language in the world, and most people understand it.

"I think you've lived enough!" Zhao Mingding glanced at him with a calm expression, and turned to the person who was fighting with him, "Your subordinates? ”

"Matthew Kasowitz, put away your gun." The middle-aged man said sharply, "Don't kill yourself. ”

"I don't! 10 million dollars, he's blackmailing! The troublesome young man, Matthew Kasowitz, was a little hysterical. If Zhao Mingding really asked them to pay 10 million US dollars in compensation, it would be better to kill him.

"My name is Zhao Mingding, may I ask your surname?" Zhao Mingding introduced himself to the middle-aged man, and at the same time stretched out his right hand.

"Lucky to be lucky! My name is André Dosorière. The middle-aged man shook Zhao Mingding's outstretched hand, "The commander of the First Regiment of the French Foreign Legion." ”

"If you don't want to pay the 10 million dollars, you can do that." Zhao Mingding groaned, "There is one condition, I'm afraid you won't agree." ”

"Oh, what conditions? Let's hear it. André Dusorière hurriedly asked as soon as he heard that things had taken a turn for the better.