The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

For the goddess in front of him, Zhao Ziyang certainly would not think that the other party entered his room at night to throw himself into his arms, and this woman must have something to do with him.

The reason why Zhao Ziyang didn't kill her was because he could see the real heart in her eyes at that time, and he could feel the heart-piercing pain and despair.When the goddess said that her sister was dead, she was deliberately arousing her enemies against the Cossacks. Her nature is weak, otherwise she would not collapse in tears.

The goddess who walked in didn't speak. She helped Zhao Ziyang rearrange his things, touched the suit hanging on the hanger lightly, and then sat down and showed a gentle smile.

"You are Chinese." The goddess said to Zhao Ziyang.

"Yes." Zhao Ziyang nodded, waiting for the goddess to speak next.

To be honest, the goddess gave him a really strange feeling, maybe this is a typical dual personality, usually people with this kind of personality will push themselves on the road of madness after encountering many things.This kind of people are too sensitive and like to go to extremes. When sensitivity and extremes are completely integrated, no one can stop them from becoming complete lunatics.

"Thank you for not killing me." The goddess looked a little shy.

This will make her a second character, and she will return to the appearance of an ordinary little woman.

"You don't have to thank me." Zhao Ziyang shook his head, stared at the goddess and said to her: "Everyone has the right to revenge. If I were you, I'm afraid I would do it even more extreme."

"But you killed all those mercenaries." The goddess frowned, as if she didn't understand.

"They're not mercenaries, they're just a bunch of damned trash." Zhao Ziyang continued easily: "Mercenaries are also soldiers, especially in this relatively peaceful world, they are purer than the soldiers in the establishment. They can become crooks hand, but not a beast."

The goddess nodded, approving what Zhao Ziyang said.

"Can you accompany me to a place?" The goddess looked at Zhao Ziyang expectantly.

"No, I think it's time for me to rest. I'm going back to China tomorrow." Zhao Ziyang refused without hesitation. He felt that there was nothing more to say.

The goddess' life was left because this woman shouldn't be killed, and she had her own reasons for hatred. Besides, the Cossacks had nothing to do with him, and this woman finally had a little fate with him to be able to meet in the crowd.

"No, you must go with me!" The goddess' words suddenly became extremely firm, and a sharp light burst out from her eyes.

Facing the light of the goddess, Zhao Ziyang still shook his head.

"Your name is Zhao Ziyang, the leader of the world's top mercenary organization Lurker, code-named Special Forces, you are qualified to go, this is not a request, but a very sincere invitation." It became the No.1 grid.

"Give me a reason." Zhao Ziyang stared at the goddess.

"We need you because we are partners on a common front."

"Sorry, I don't have any interest." Zhao Ziyang shook his head, staring at the goddess's incomparably beautiful cheek with a faint smile and said: "I'm not a mercenary, and I don't have anything you need. A partner in the common front. But if you stay and sleep with me tonight, I'd be very sexually interested."

This sentence is too straightforward. Of course, it was Zhao Ziyang's intention. He just wanted to see how the goddess would react.It doesn't matter whether he is the leader of the lurker mercenary group, anyway, he can't remember those things.

"If you go with me, I am willing to sleep with you at night." The goddess nodded heavily, and added: "I am a virgin, I will not let you down."

"It's better to go to bed first." Zhao Ziyang's eyes were very lewd, and his eyes swept back and forth on the goddess's uneven body.

"Yes!" The goddess began to take off her clothes without hesitation, showing her proud body in front of Zhao Ziyang without reservation.

Zhao Ziyang stared at the towering chest of the goddess, watching her up and down due to shortness of breath, felt a burst of parched mouth, which was a natural reaction of a man.But he didn't dare to go forward, because he was afraid of getting himself into trouble.

When a woman who has no emotional basis and is exceptionally good strips naked in front of you in the form of exchange, you must hold back your sperm.Usually this kind of thing always has to pay a considerable price, far more than a body can make up for.No one will make a loss-making deal, and a woman who dedicates her body to you will always have surprising demands.

It would be a lie to say that he is not tempted. Zhao Ziyang, who has experienced a murder, really needs to vent, and the best way to vent is a woman.It's a pity that he is afraid, afraid of all kinds of troubles that will follow.

"I'll pay you a thousand dollars, how about you sleeping with me?" Zhao Ziyang took out a wad of money and threw it on the bed, licking his lips fiercely.

The goddess who heard this sentence shed two lines of tears in an instant. This is an insult, a complete insult.

"I'm not for sale." The goddess declared herself seriously.

"I didn't buy it either. I gave the money as a gift." Zhao Ziyang smiled, the desire in his eyes disappeared, and there was only caution.

The tears of the goddess flowed more and more violently, dripping down her cheeks onto her white chest, her ivory-like shiny body trembling slightly.But she bit her lip and stood there stubbornly.

"Give me a reason." Zhao Ziyang said in a deep voice.

"We need you." The goddess opened her mouth to answer Zhao Ziyang.

"Give me a reason!" Zhao Ziyang stared at the goddess with faint anger in his eyes.

A sentence that we need you is not a reason, what he wants is the real reason.

"I am a member of God's Armed Alliance, we really need you, because we are indeed friends on the same front."

"God's Armed Forces?" Zhao Ziyang chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know what God's Armed Forces is, and I'm not interested in knowing. Now either you sleep with me and leave with a thousand dollars, or you Get out of my room now and don't disturb me. I'm going home tomorrow and don't want to get involved in any trouble, you know what I mean?"

The goddess began to put on her own clothes, and her movements were elegant and generous, under the annotations of Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

"Do you think you can go back if you don't agree to my words?" The dressed goddess looked cold.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Ziyang narrowed his eyes.

He can't see through the goddess, and the personality of the other party switches too frequently, and you can't tell what form she will be in the next minute.

"Papa..." There was a sound of orderly running outside, and then the windows were illuminated by blinding searchlights.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ziyang was full of anger, stepped forward and grabbed the goddess by the neck, growling: "Damn, what do you want?"

The goddess raised her head, let Zhao Ziyang pinch her, and said without fear: "I don't want to do anything, if you don't want to be friends with us, then you are an enemy."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Zhao Ziyang increased his strength.

"Cough cough cough...don't be afraid, I, I, I..."

With a "bang", Zhao Ziyang slammed the goddess's body onto the ground next to the bed. He walked to the window and pushed it open. He saw a group of mercenaries surrounding the place. More than a dozen RPG rocket launchers aimed at his room.With this kind of absolute force, you can think of getting out with your butt, as long as the other party orders, you can't even find a scumbag.

"It's not an invitation now, you have to go." The goddess got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the wound on her forehead, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Ziyang.

The helpless Zhao Ziyang was full of burning flames, but he insisted on suppressing the flames, opened the door and strode out.

The mercenaries of the warriors have long been fooled by this scene. These mercenaries are the original strength of this mercenary station. Usually they dare not provoke them at all, but they did not expect these guys to point their guns at themselves.

Zhao Ziyang, who walked out, was covered by two searchlights, and under the guidance of the searchlight's halo, he walked towards the five-story resident headquarters in the middle of the garrison.The goddess followed closely behind him and entered with him.

After the two entered, the mercenaries who surrounded the warrior returned immediately, and the searchlights continued to patrol according to the original rules, as if nothing had happened to the station.

Zhao Ziyang, who entered the building, was led by the goddess into an office, and went underground by an elevator hidden in the office.

This is an underground base with plenty of light, but it is very empty and there is no one there.But Zhao Ziyang's face changed. He could feel that there would be an inaudible aura lurking there every once in a while. None of these guys were weak, and the bloodthirsty murderous aura was extremely clear.

Passing through the wide passage, the two entered a simple but very generous hall. There were a few people sitting sparsely in the hall. At a glance, they were mercenaries who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round.

"Good evening, Goddess." A tall and handsome young man greeted Goddess.

The goddess nodded as a response.

As for the others, they all looked cold, doing their own thing, just like cold-blooded animals.

Zhao Ziyang smiled wryly in his heart. There are not many organizations that can establish such an underground base, which is enough to make people feel the huge power.

"Are you Chinese?" A short mercenary with a gloomy face blocked Zhao Ziyang's way.

"You are Vietnamese." Zhao Ziyang was sure of the blood of the guy in front of him, because Vietnamese people are so easy to distinguish, not because they are short, but because their appearance is so easy to distinguish in the eyes of Chinese people.

The Vietnamese mercenary's eyes showed a strong murderous look, and his fists made the sound of bone cracking.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Zhao Ziyang shook his head helplessly and smiled, a strong madness and murderous intent shot out from his eyes.

With a "bang", Zhao Ziyang slammed his fist on the opponent's cheek, and it was clear that the Vietnamese's eyeballs popped out instantly, and he flew towards the railing of the spiral staircase.

With a "click", the wooden stair railing broke.

"Roar!..." A violent roar came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth, his body swept across a shadow and rushed towards the Vietnamese man's head with a Duanmu.

"Crack", the wooden stick broke instantly when it touched the head of the Vietnamese, and the blood flowed violently from the wound, this guy was in a dizzy state.

On the other hand, Zhao Ziyang became even crazier. He swung his fist and slammed viciously at the Vietnamese, swearing like hooligans fighting.

"I'll fuck your mother's Vietnamese monkey, something like a dog is in my way, I'll play you to death!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

One punch after another landed firmly on the Vietnamese man, completely deforming his face.

"Crack..." There was a sound of broken ribs.

With a ferocious face, Zhao Ziyang slammed into the ribs, pushing the broken ribs directly into the lungs of the Vietnamese monkey.

Blood sprayed from the nose of the Vietnamese, and the whole person was lying on the stairs like a piece of rotten flesh.

Looking at the Vietnamese below him, Zhao Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, raised his blood-stained fist high, and slammed it on the other's already blooming cheek.

"Crack!" The crisp bone fracture came out, reaching the ears of everyone in the room.

The Vietnamese's cheeks were completely distorted, his eyeballs protruded from his sockets, and he was breathless. Zhao Ziyang beat him to death with his fists.

The mercenaries in the room just watched this scene quietly, and no one stepped forward to stop it.

"Damn him!" came a charming female voice.

Looking up following the voice, Zhao Ziyang saw a white woman in a long skirt.This woman is about thirty years old, with a plump and enchanting figure, and her charming cheeks are full of amorous feelings. She is the kind of woman that men can't forget at a glance.

"Special soldier, I'm very sorry, this disobedient guy disturbed your mood, please allow me to apologize to you." The woman who walked up to Zhao Ziyang bowed slightly to Zhao Ziyang.

As she bowed, Zhao Ziyang saw the whiteness of the other party's neckline, and a gurgling sound came from his throat.

He knew that the other party must have something very important to find him, so he killed the Vietnamese mercenary who stood in front of him looking for trouble without any scruples.Originally, he wanted to use this guy to vent the tyranny in his body, but he didn't expect not only to not vent it, but to feel like adding fuel to the fire.

"You can call me Alexandra." The woman smiled at Zhao Ziyang, took his arm and walked up. Halfway through the walk, she turned her head and frowned and said sternly to the group of mercenaries: "Anyone who is disobedient ,kill!"

Mighty lowered his head with the door, expressing his submission to Alexandra.

This woman is not simple, what she possesses is not only charming and coquettish, but also a strong murderous aura that is completely hidden.