"No, you called the wrong one!"

“We’ve never contacted you.”

"We are just a copy shop here, not a mercenary company..."

In the old factory, Arctic wolf suffered heavy casualties and several deaths were killed. Almost everyone who survived was injured.

However, the mercenaries failed to find any useful clues in the attackers.

The weapons and equipment used by these people are diverse, and the corpses are of various kinds, and it seems that they are another wave of mercenaries.

The contact person of the Arctic Wolf team is a mercenary named Sampras. He is usually responsible for taking on tasks and contacting and affiliating with major mercenary companies. He was responsible for contacting Wen Liuquan and contacting Liumangzhou before.

He was the only one in the entire team older than Orion. Most of the mercenaries would call him Dad. He was very thin and seemed to be unable to carry a gun, but two years ago, he could still carry a rocket launcher and run fast on the battlefield.

After decades of battlefield and the high loss of his body, his body collapsed in just a few years and was extremely old.

But even so, I have to carry the gun and fight.

Because he doesn't know anything other than that and doesn't know how to live.

There is no wife, no family, no glory, no hometown, just a battlefield full of war, and a group of smelly mercenaries.

His biggest dream is to retire one day, but he doesn't know where he will go after retirement.

He has said more than once that he does not want other members of the Arctic Wolf to be as sad as he is.

And this action is their retirement plan.

They almost succeeded.

Even if you can only do one vote, 10 million yuan, even if you divide it, most of them can start over.

For this action, each of them hung their heads on the waist of their pants.

The mission was successful. They kidnapped Wen Liufu and drove away the hammered man, but were secretly injured.

Of course, Liumangzhou will not come forward for this mission. The one who contacted them was Aizhu, the largest mercenary company in Liumangzhou.

At this moment, he called the contact number provided by Aizhuo Company.

"Shit!" At this time, he almost broke the phone in his hand. "These sinister people in Liumangzhou are abominable, so hateful! I XXXXXX..."

After cursing a few swear words, he asked the village not far away:

"Boss...No, Master, what should we do?"

At this time, Zhuang not far away was sitting on his "Iron Throne", and Orion stood beside him, silent.

Sampras said to him.

This feeling is very wonderful. He can switch between the two beings at any time, and can also combine two into one or divide them into two at any time. Although he and Olion are here, everyone looks at him, as if Olion does not exist, and everyone sees him, in fact, they are like Olion.

Orion was completely occupied by him, and he deprived him of his decision and presence. He could only act on his own when he did not make a decision, or directly execute it after he made a decision.

Just like Zhuang not far away, there are two different parallel worlds overlapping each other, and everyone can only see what they should see.

In fact, Zhuang Buyuan is not here at all. The existence here is just his projection and consciousness.

At this time, the body of the village not far away was in the manor, pinching his chin and pondering.

Although I have repeatedly told myself not to be addicted to "small trumpets", the manor is the essence. Now the manor has just been upgraded and everything is in trouble. Anyway, Olion cannot die, so let these people die on their own.

But he can ignore other things, but he can't take the money!

Anyone who has played the game knows that when you first started practicing the trumpet, it was the hardest thing because there was no start-up capital.

"Since they do not admit that this transaction exists, then we are as they wish." Zhuang not far away.

Sampras looked confused and didn't know what it meant.

"We collect money to drive the hammer away. Since we have not received the money, we will send the hammer back." Zhuang said not far away.

"Ha?" said Sampras, "but you have let the big bird go...oh, wait!"

Sampras suddenly slapped his head. The king is a great man who can kill the rocket launcher with his bare hands!

"Master, are you going to take action yourself?"

"Go out in person?" Zhuang Buyuan pinched his chin and said, "It's OK, but it's a bit too shocking... Well, let me think about it."

Now the trumpets are simply poor and have nothing to use. How to drive away the hammered person is still a problem.

How many four-winged war chickens should be sent over?

The whole world knows that the four-winged war chicken is the signature of the manor, and it cannot be related to the manor and the four-winged war chicken.

So what should I do?

Well... I have it, go and see what equipment I have, and I can give it to the trumpet.

As soon as Zhuang not far away, he heard the loud voice of Lao Boom: "Don't be lazy, get busy! You lazy hammers! If you can't finish your work, you will have no food to eat at night!"

When the village entered the door not far away, he heard a rumbling sound inside. There were already several production lines in the gold forging workshop, and it was no longer just the small workshop-style operation before. A group of hammerers were being directed by Lao Boluo.

These Hammers were all prisoners from Hammer City caught by the manor before. Except for some of them being caught by the director to make movies, the rest were thrown into Lao Bolong and repurposed.

Although these hammers work as guards, they are naturally workers. Under the rumbling radish and sticks, they quickly realized their situation and obediently added bricks and tiles to the construction of the manor.

"Master, why are you here?" Seeing that the village was not far away, Lao Bolong hurried over.

Zhuang Buyuan waved his hand and signaled that he would just take a look.

Lao Bolong himself occupied a large area of ​​several factories in the Gold Forging Shop, where there were all kinds of strange things they were studying.

Zhuang not far away saw the war giant dog disassembled, the engineering machinery being assembled, and all kinds of messy vehicles.

"Well, what is this?" Zhuang Buyuan suddenly saw a car in the corner, which was very familiar with five pairs of heavy-bearing wheels, but there were no guns and cannons on it, but flat armor.

"This is an armored personnel carrier." Lao Bo rummed.

Zhuang blinked and waited for Lao Bolong to explain.

"This..." Lao Bolong grabbed his head and said, "I saw this thing on TV. I think it should be easy to build. If it is sold, it might be able to generate income for the manor and build a car."

"However, I heard later...it seems like this thing is not easy to sell in the state..."
Chapter completed!