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Chapter 42 International Mercenaries

At noon, the hot sun was hanging high in the sky, and the weather seemed dry.

On the street, a jeep drove quickly past and parked at the entrance of the supermarket. Yu Xing was wearing a pair of sunglasses, a camouflage shirt, military boots, and military pants. He tied a mad dog military dagger on his legs and an M9 pistol on his waist.

Leng Feng's clothes were a little casual. A thirty-year-old man had a 40-year-old spirit. It seemed that he had been running around this year. He only casually wore a black shirt and a pair of gray shorts.

Two large suitcases are placed on the back seat of the jeep.

"It's here?"

The situation in the town is not much better than the dock, and the entire country has completely fallen into war. It is no exaggeration to say that this is worse than the situation in Iraq when Yu Xing first came to this world.

Yu Xing looked at the small supermarket in front of him. Is this a big hidden place in the city? The intelligence expert Leng Feng mentioned turned out to be a businessman.

"Let's go, you'll know when you go in. The boss here is Qian Bida. Be careful, he is an old fry."

Leng Feng explained.

"Qian Bida? This name." Yu Xing raised his lips and Leng Feng shrugged. The boss was indeed jealous of money and took Yu Xing into the supermarket.

"Boss, long time no see."

In the supermarket, there were still some business in groups of three or three. After Leng Feng went in, he searched with his eyes and found the target and said hello.

Yu Xing followed Leng Feng's gaze and stood in front of the counter, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a light green straw hat, a thin floral shirt, white shorts, waving a fan, and sweating all over his head.

"Hey... I said why are you here again? How many times have you told you? I'm just an ordinary person..." Qian Bida saw Leng Feng, and was so angry that he shook his fan. While reminding the guests, "Oh, be gentle, it's just like it's broken."

"I said, boss, everyone is from China, please help me." Leng Feng sighed and said.

"Don't go... I'm not from Chinese since 3:00 pm on the 14th of last month. What are you looking for?" Qian Bida was also a little convinced by Leng Feng's patience. As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang outside the store.

Qian Bida seemed to have become accustomed to it, glanced outside, then turned to Leng Feng and said, "Did you see, what's going on now? Listen to my brother's words, leave here quickly."

"Let me do it."

Yu Xing rolled his eyes helplessly, pulled Leng Feng away, and took out a stack of US dollars of full thickness from his arms, "Twenty thousand US dollars, boss, tell me the origin of this bullet."

Yu Xing pointed to the bullet hanging around Leng Feng's neck.

When Qian Bida saw the US dollar, his eyes lit up, and subconsciously followed Yu Xing's hand and looked at the bullet. The expression on his face frozen for a moment and turned into a smile.

"It's useless to give me money. I really don't know. I said, how could you find me? What can I know if I run a supermarket?"

"Really?"

Yu Xing smiled. He was not sure whether Qian Bida really didn't know before, but now he can be sure.

He found a chair and simply sat next to Qian Bida.

"But my friend said you love money very much." Yu Xing shook the US dollar in his hand, "Are you supposed to make up some reasons to fool us? Then you can get the money."

"Unless you know, you dare not say it."

"I said, brother, you can't frame people like this. No matter how we say it is all about China...ahhhh!" Qian Bida's voice paused, turning into a scream. Yu Xing grabbed his left hand and twisted it violently.

"Ah... be gentle, be gentle, it's going to break." Qian Bida kept screaming, Leng Feng also frowned slightly, trying to stop him, but was stopped by Yu Xing's eyes.

The customers in the supermarket were all screaming, so Yu Xing took out the pistol from his waist and fired a shot into the sky.

"Get out."

Soon, Yu Xing and the other three were left in the supermarket.

"Brother, I really don't know. You go around me." Qian Bida begged for mercy.

"I'll ask again, the origin of this bullet." Yu Xing's power was a little stronger.

"I really don't know!!" Qian Bida's voice was filled with crying, and Yu Xing himself was almost suspicious of his guess.

Leng Feng frowned and couldn't help but say, "Forget it, Yu Xing, maybe he really doesn't know."

"If you don't know, what's the use of him? What's wrong with the death of someone during this chaotic period?" Yu Xing said, pointing the pistol in his hand at Qian Bida. "Kill him, you can still prevent him from leaking the news that we are looking for the owner of this bullet."

"I won't say it, I won't say it. Brother, we are all Chinese, you can't kill me." Qian Bida panicked in an instant and shouted quickly.

"Didn't you start from 3pm on the 14th of last month?

Yu Xing smiled and made a pose of shooting.

"Wait... I remember it, I remember it... I have an impression of this bullet, I have an impression of it." Qian Bida said quickly.

Yu Xing smiled, let go of Qian Bida's arm, and also lowered the gun.

"Tell me."

Qian Bida grinned and covered his right arm, at least he had a fracture and said, "I have seen this bullet. The pattern on it seems to be a mark on the anti-government armed forces, which is the Red Army. A friend who is engaged in arms told me that they have hired top mercenaries in Europe."

“Unexpected gain.”

Yu Xing smiled, took off his sunglasses, and said to Leng Feng.

"I learned a little about the European market from Laomao. If you insist on speaking the top words, there is only one named Dane Military Resources Co., Ltd. In fact, they are international mercenaries, and the commander is Big Daddy. I usually like to call that guy Frank."

"You're familiar?"

Leng Feng looked at Yu Xing unexpectedly.

"I'm not as amateur as you think, okay?" Yu Xing spread his hands innocently. "When Laomao and the others worked together, I took on a mission and had contact with this mercenary. Our mission was in conflict."

"Who won in the end?" Leng Feng asked curiously.

"What do you think? Apart from the mission I had contacted with you Wolf Warriors, I never lost again." Yu Xing smiled, "But I heard that after the old cat died, his power grew a lot. After all, there was no competitive pressure, and I don't like to take on tasks."

"I'm quite curious now, what this guy looks like when he sees me."
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