I want to be a warlord

Chapter 18...but I'm still a good person

Faced with Bourne's question, Wang Zhen thought for a while and said, "I don't have too many ideas. I'm a rookie, so I don't know how to perform tasks, but..."

"Let's be honest, Wang, I know that you Chinese like to talk half and half, but we are our own people, and we can't understand those things that go around." Byrne put his arms around Wang Zhen. shoulder said.

He was not jealous of Wang Zhen, nor would he feel that Wang Zhen's publicity had robbed him of his prestige. Bourne was not a person who liked to use his brains, and of course, he didn't have so many brains for him to use.

"Well, it's like this. I think Bob may have planted a trap for us." Wang Zhen said solemnly.

If you want to achieve your goal, you don't have to express your true intentions, you can be a little more tactful.

"What's going on?" Byrne's eyes widened.

"What he said was selling those poisonous potions as our commission. I believe he can help us get in touch with buyers, but that's where the problem lies." Wang Zhen sighed.

"What's the problem?" Bayonet Kenan asked without understanding.

"We sold those goods and got a lot of money, so are we PMCs or drug criminals?" Wang Zhen asked rhetorically.

Bourne frowned and said nothing, Kenan blinked and didn't know what to say, the poet still looked like the old god was there.

"Uh...what's the difference?" Mountbatten scratched his head.

"There must be a difference, and it's very big." Wang Zhen asked back: "I just want to ask, how does the force of the Scythe Squad compare with the drug criminals in big cities like New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Houston?"

"You're joking!" Kenan was the first to shake his hand and said seriously, "I don't think there is any comparison. Beating them is no more difficult than crushing an ant."

Bourne and the others nodded. A group of professional mercenaries who had fought old battles were indeed qualified to look down on those drug criminals.

Drug criminals do use guns, but their job is to do business, while mercenaries use guns to kill people!
Don't use your hobbies to challenge other people's careers!

"So, why don't you find a drug boss to kill, kill all the dissatisfied, and then take his place as a drug criminal, that must be more profitable than you are now?" Wang Zhen asked with his hands spread out.

In fact, here Wang Zhen played with a sneaky concept, becoming a mercenary needs tactical skills, marksmanship, and a calm mind on the battlefield, and becoming a drug criminal boss relies on the ability to weave and operate a pan-drug network, which has little to do with combat effectiveness , negligible.

These are two completely different things. Wang Zhen bullied this group of people without a bright mind, so if he asked them from their professional point of view, he would naturally get this answer.

Of course, those details will not be shown in movies and TV shows. They are all about the brutality of drug criminals. It gives people a feeling that as long as they are ruthless enough...

"I never thought of becoming a drug criminal!" Bourne the golden retriever shook his head firmly, and so did the others.

"So, although we kill people and set fires, we are still good people. We have a bottom line, and we will never do evil for money." Wang Zhen's eyes are full of 'sincerity'.

This group of people are PMCs, go to the battlefield, kill people... they all have psychological problems, and most of them have mental illness. Except for perverts, no one likes to kill people!
In the army, it is the sense of honor that weighs down this psychological burden, but after becoming a PMC, this burden needs to be borne by oneself, which is why they will find a place to let loose after the holiday, and use this method to vent.

Stay human, stay sane.

But now Wang Zhen threw out the theory of 'Although I kill people and set fires, I am still a good person', as if some strange switch had been turned on, making them all look a little dazed.

Indeed, compared to drug criminals, those who traffic people, organ smuggling and other things in the underground dark world, they are really pure.

He is a real person with a bottom line and humanity!

There is no harm without comparison, and conversely, only comparison can make people feel superior.

Now this group of people has found their own superior place at once!

This is really important to them. It can build a solid foundation for them to support the spiritual world and relieve psychological pressure to a great extent.

One sentence from Wang Zhen scratched the most itchy place of Bourne and the others, the comfort in his heart... I can't suppress it at all!
Suddenly being said to be a good adult and so sincere, the corners of the mouths were raised, wanting to laugh but embarrassed, with very weird expressions.

Wang Zhen didn't say too much about this, and it's good to stop with some words, coughed lightly, and continued: "The problem now is, if we sell this batch of drugs and get a lot of money, then, We will find that it is actually very simple to make money, as long as we spread the drug, and we don’t have to go to the battlefield to fight to the death.”

"So much money, what a temptation, once you fall into it, and let everyone go to the battlefield, won't you have a sense of resistance in your heart?"

"People like a comfortable and beautiful life and hate suffering and labor!"

"Drugs are a devil. Once you get infected, you can never quit. I think as Americans, you must have seen a lot of drug addicts, and how many of them have successfully detoxified?"

After being analyzed by Wang Zhen, the faces of everyone who were suppressing their smiles immediately sank.

The 'good guy' setting just established through comparison is their belief.

Faith is extremely important to these foreigners. The capitalist system is equivalent to an amplifier. All kinds of depraved things in society are magnified by capital. If there is no belief or bottom line, degeneration will be certain.

It is true that drugs are rampant in the United States, but normal people know how harmful those things are!

Not to mention in other places, even in the mercenary world, no team would want anyone with drug addiction, as it would kill everyone at critical moments.

"And once we embark on the road of pan-drugs, the source of goods will be Lanate, and as a middleman, Bob can get a long-term intermediary fee, and he has a handle on us, which is of great benefit to him. "Wang Zhen continued to analyze.

"Damn Bob, I'm going to kill him!" Jin Mao's face was dark, and he was about to explode with rage after being calculated like this and almost leading his brothers astray.

Wang Zhen had a hesitant expression on his face. He really wanted to kill someone because of his own information... But these were all his wild guesses.

After a long period of ideological struggle, he was still young after all, not so ruthless, and stopped the golden retriever aloud, "No need, whether we can resist the temptation is our problem, we may encounter more in the future, we can't kill them all, and we can't expect Everyone is genuine and kind."

"But, damn Fake, what a fucking pity, 200 million!" The donkey pushed aside the bayonet and sat next to Wang Zhen, hugged him and shook him vigorously: "I can't bear it, you must have a way Pan-drugs can also make money, right!"

Wang Zhen:! ! !
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