star wars strongest infantry

Chapter 631 Take the mission

another beautiful day.

Mr. Rolls-Royce sat in his large boss chair with his feet resting on the desk. While looking at the bright night sky outside the window, he licked his index finger and began to count and place them on the desk one by one. The stacks of banknotes on the table.

This is his greatest hobby. Although in his capacity, he doesn't need to do these things at all, he just needs to look at the growth of the number in his account from time to time, but obviously, that feeling is not the same as it is at this time. Make him more content.

However, this joy and satisfaction only lasted for a few minutes before being interrupted.

"Boss, someone..."

"boom!"

With the sound of these two voices, Rolls-Royce had no choice but to put down the money in his hand, and instructed the two beautiful secretaries waiting at the side to put the money in his pocket, while he himself looked at the knocked-off man very unhappy. at the gate.

Of the men in charge of the door, only one entered the door at this time, and was staring at the door vigilantly with a gun. There was a man with a strong figure, with shoulder-length hair, and a face covered by a hood. Half of it, the man who was covering the other half with a beard, was walking into the office step by step.

He waved his hand to let the man who was obviously frightened go out, Rolls-Royce stared at the man, and asked word by word: "You'd better be able to give me a reason for barging in that satisfies me, sir, Otherwise, although you can easily kill those idiots Fu Rui, I can still guarantee that you will never leave here."

"Of course, Mr. Rolls-Royce." That person was of course Turner. After getting what he wanted from that girl, Turner immediately got up and went here, but faced those few people who would not let go no matter what he said. The guard he entered, he could only use a little violence.

"To be honest, Mr. Rolls-Royce, maybe you are very dissatisfied with me now, and even have the urge to kill me, but after you understand my purpose, maybe we will be able to become good trading partners. "While speaking, Turner put the "goods" he got from the girl on Fu Rui's desk.

"Ha, you just want to become a trading partner with me through these? Then I can only say that I am disappointed, sir, because I have never lacked these things here, and my original partner is very satisfied and I am not ready. Change to someone else." Rolls-Royce glanced at the things on the table, then laughed and said.

"No, no, Mr. Rolls-Royce, you got me wrong." Turner directly tore open the bag, dumped the contents on Rolls-Royce's desk, and said, "This is I just got them from your bar, and the waitress told me it was a good 93% pure stuff, but alas, they're actually less than 80% pure."

"Oh, don't get excited, Mr. Rolls-Royce, I don't mean to say that your bar sells fakes, because I know very well that you don't know this, ah, look at your eyes, it seems that I That's right, isn't it?" Turner shrugged and continued: "Actually, there are more things you don't know. I believe you must not know that your bar, ah, is the one under our feet. Over the years, the proceeds from the sale of these have been declining, yes, you must not know it, because some people have filled these shortfalls with other proceeds, and all you see is that it is filled in later bills."

When he said this, Rolls-Royce's face had completely darkened. He waved his hand and signaled the two beautiful secretaries next to him to go out. At the same time, the fierce light in his eyes made the two secretaries understand that if they If they dare to leak any word they just heard, they will never see the sun of tomorrow.

When the two of them went out and closed the door, Rolls-Royce also stood up from the boss chair. His figure was very tall, and Bitner was nearly a head taller. He put his hands on the desk and leaned forward slightly. Looking at Turner with a sense of oppression, he said in a deep voice, "Why do you know this?"

"I'm sorry, everyone has their own little secret, doesn't it? As long as you know it's true, it's enough." Turner shrugged and said, "Ah, by the way, for our future cooperation, I can Give you a few names..."

After Turner said those names, Rolls-Royce's face became even more gloomy, because what Turner said were his subordinates who could be regarded as confidantes, as well as several senior managers of this bar.

"I hope you didn't lie to me, sir, otherwise, I think you should know what the consequences are." As he spoke, Rolls-Royce picked up a phone on the table and dialed it. About 15 minutes later, one of them was wearing a suit. A man with a monocle and a thin figure came to the office. He first glanced at Turner, with undisguised surprise in his eyes, and then quickly walked to Rolls-Royce, and whispered .

Following his words, Rolls-Royce's face became more and more gloomy, and he looked at Turner after a long time, and said coldly: "No matter where you got the news, sir, but I want to congratulate you, at least for now , you saved your life, so now, you can talk about your real reason for coming."

"The man's money is helping people to eliminate disasters. That's why I'm here." Turner spread his hands and said with a smile: "As a successful businessman, I think Mr. Rolls-Royce has many things that you should not personally come forward for. But I can help you solve these troubles, of course, for a fee."

"What do you mean, are you a mercenary? Ha, that's really interesting. It's the first time I've seen a mercenary like you looking for work." Rolls-Royce said with a laugh.

"You can understand it that way," Turner said.

"Then, tell me about the reward you want, and come to the door yourself. Presumably the reward you want is not just money." Rolls-Royce continued to ask.

"I have to say, Mr. Rolls-Royce, you are really a good customer." Turner complimented Rolls-Royce, and then said: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Rolls-Royce You were on a space trip once and got some fun gadgets."

Rolls-Royce was taken aback, and asked, "How do you even know this?"

"It's the same sentence, everyone has their own little secret." Turner spread his hands and said, "The reward I want is very simple, just give me those little things."

Rolls-Royce was silent for a moment, finally nodded, and said: "I don't know which alien civilization those things come from. I have found many people to find out why, so I can only keep them as souvenirs. If you want to If you want, I can indeed give it to you, but the premise is that you have to do it for me. You have to understand that what I said is done, it’s not just as simple as cleaning up those guys you just mentioned, but also There are guys who cooperate with them, I want everyone to know that anyone who dares to break ground on my head will end badly!"

"Deal, as I said before, we will become good trading partners." Turner reached out and shook Rolls-Royce's hand tightly.

(End of this chapter)