The king of soldiers is also crazy

"See... see me?"

"Yes, that's right! Our leader just wants to meet you and make friends with you! Maybe we can cooperate in the future! Let's go, Mr. Long!"

With a feeling of uneasiness, Xiao Feng obediently followed the two bearded Arabs into the house in the courtyard.

Little boy, I didn't expect to be fooled by my young master like this?

As soon as the door of the house was pushed open, Xiao Feng could see everything inside.The outermost part of the house is obviously a living room. Although everything is very dirty, it is about thirty square meters wide.

There are not many furnishings in the living room, it is nothing more than a table and a few mats.On the mat, there were five or six men lazily lying against the wall with AK-47 assault rifles in their arms.Among them, there is an Arab with a white turban, a European with a hooked nose and blue eyes, and of course, an Asian with black hair and yellow skin.

But obviously, none of these guys were the opponents Xiao Feng was looking for!Because of the skills of these guys, it is obvious that none of them can become his opponent at all!

"Mr. Long, please!"

The man who led the way made a gesture of respect, and motioned for Xiao Feng to follow into the inner room.

Entering this room inside, sure enough, the murderous aura inside became thicker.In this room, there was only a cold-faced man about 27 or [-] years old sitting in the corner.This man seems to be just an ice sculpture!The icy aura emanating from him would definitely make anyone in the house outside get close to the man and be overwhelmed.

The man in the lead immediately nodded and bowed. After getting the acquiescence of the ice sculpture-like man, he lifted off the original wooden cover beside the man, revealing the exit of a hole.

The man's eyes seemed to be two extremely sharp knives, looking at him, the chill seemed to be scraping the bones.

But he still didn't see any clues, because Xiao Feng's disguise was really wonderful.The man quickly leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to meditate.This kind of person, he can even look without eyes at all, just by feeling, he can feel the aura of people passing by around him.

That is a kind of mystery exposed by breath, footsteps and even every move!

Xiao Feng didn't dare to be careless, he immediately held his inner breath, exhaled with the weakest breath, walked behind the man with seemingly casual steps but had already reduced a lot of strength, and walked into the hole.

There is a wooden ladder in the cave, down from the wooden ladder, there are several brightly lit basements inside!

"Mr. Long, nice to meet you! Come, please take a seat!" In the current basement, on the sofa chair against the wall, a European soldier about 30 years old was sitting. Obviously, for Xiao Feng's arrival, He has a welcoming attitude.

It's just that his welcome gesture is filled with a strange cold aura!

At least, Xiao Feng can be sure that he is at least a killer at the local brand level!Because of Xiao Feng, he was once fortunate enough to have fought against the masters of local brands!He was very familiar with the aura emanating from this guy.And the one guarding above is at least a top expert at the dry name level!

And around this hall, there are also six guys who are also at least the top masters of the dry name!One by one, they all stood upright like stone carvings, and their eyes focused on Xiao Feng in unison.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, looked at it full of fear, nodded flatteringly and said: "You... hello! I don't know, you are..."

"Oh, hehe, just call me Patton, yes, that's right, Mr. Long, can we be friends? I mean, if I'm interested in your munitions!" He stood up and stretched out his arms. He said with a smile on his right hand.

"Oh, Mr. Barton, you... hello!"

As soon as he took the hand away, the guy who called himself "Barton" immediately tightened his cold hand like a chain in hell.

"Ah! Pain... Pain! Mr. Button... Mr. Button, please forgive me..."

Barton laughed with pride, and suddenly looked at Xiao Feng with contempt.He let go of his hand, and suddenly two sharp cold lights shot out from his eyes and said: "Okay! Mr. Long, come, please sit down! I think we should be friends now? Do you think so?"

"Yes... yes..." To be honest, Xiao Feng really endured it, and secretly scolded this kid, grandma, when did I pretend to be so cowardly?Just wait, kid, I'm going to beat you on the head to sacrifice the flag later!

The Arab man who led the way back obediently backed away, and a man with a cold face like a stone carving brought a wooden chair and put it behind Xiao Feng.Taking the opportunity of sitting down, he glanced at the room inside, and suddenly, he couldn't help but mention it!

It's Diana!

Sure enough, she was inside now, her hands and feet were tied, and her mouth was sealed with a white cloth!It seems that since this day, she has suffered a lot!

Fortunately, Xiao Feng finally let go of the big stone in his heart.At least, these crazy guys haven't done anything worse than pigs and dogs to her!

Obviously, Diana also saw Xiao Feng at this moment, this man who is so important to her heart!In an instant, her eyes revealed a mixture of affection and worry...

"Hehe, Mr. Long, I heard that you can get a lot of first-class arms and equipment? Uh, is this true?" Barton asked with a friendly smile.

In his hand, he was holding the Israeli Desert Eagle pistol that the guy gave him just now.Although, obviously his focus was not on the pistol.

Because, for people like them, a pistol has become a toy that can only be played by children!

When mentioning this gun, Xiao Feng immediately showed a proud expression, patted his chest and said firmly: "Of course! Mr. Barton, you can't say anything else. When it comes to getting such an armament, it's a piece of cake! Really! Yes, I dare to swear to God, there is no ammunition in this world that I cannot get! Well, of course, I may not be able to get such a big thing like a warship, but when it comes to guns, I have to recognize the first Second, no one dares to recognize number one!"

Patton smiled slightly, stood up again, lingered for a few steps, stopped suddenly, and said, "I heard that your boss behind the scenes is Mr. George who is known as 'New York's No. Now that we’ve come to this, we should also understand, what exactly are we doing?”