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"Yes, body search."

The young bodyguards stared at Su Xun without fear, with a tough attitude and no step back.

He didn't know who Su Xun was, but he didn't want to know either.

Su Xun condensed his eyes slightly, looked directly at the young bodyguard, and said:

"I'm Satan, the captain of the Deathstroke Squad, are you sure you want to search me?"

When his voice fell, the pupils of the young bodyguard shrank, and Satan, the king of mercenaries, would have never heard of him as long as he was eating with a gun.

Because Satan's reputation is too great.

But he also had an ambition to compete with him, he didn't believe he would be worse than anyone else!

If I had gone out and wandered around a few years earlier, my reputation might have been spreading out now.

What's more, at this moment, so many subordinates are staring. If he retreats, his face will not be saved, and he pretends to be calm and sneer: "Who am I then? It turned out to be the head dog of the bereaved dog. Let a dragon countryman be the leader. No wonder the death knell team was beaten to pieces."

"What are you talking about?" Su Xun's face sank, his voice was cold, and his eyes were murderous.

Mandala and the big guy shrugged, knowing that this defiant guy is going to be unlucky.

Actually dare to express discrimination against Longguo people, this is the devil of his boss.

The young bodyguard felt the killing intent from Su Xun, and directly drew his gun at Su Xun, showing a provocative smile: "I said, let a Longguo man be the leader, no wonder the death knell team will be destroyed."

"When I want to kill someone, do you think you can stop me with the pile of broken iron in your hand?" Su Xun's face remained unchanged at the gunpoint, and his eyes were even contemptuous.

Mandala yawned carelessly and drew his spear at the boss. Isn't this looking for death?

The young bodyguard sneered and took a step forward: "You can try."

The next second, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then the gun in his hand fell into Su Xun's hands.

The face of the young bodyguard changed drastically.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The bodyguards in the two rows of the corridor were instantly on the verge of an enemy, almost at the same time drew their guns at the three Su Xun.

Su Xun didn't seem to see the muzzle of the surrounding people, his expression was calm, weighed the gun in his hand, and then smiled contemptuously, his fingers quickly disassembled the pistol into parts, and then quickly assembled them again. A series of actions is very impressive. Dazzled.

"Patter--"

With a crisp sound, the bullet was loaded, and the cold muzzle hit the young bodyguard's forehead: "Playing a gun in front of me, you are still a little tender, believe it or not, before you shoot, I have a hundred ways kill you."

The young bodyguard's face turned pale, his forehead oozes dense virtual sweat, his body stiffened in place and dared not move.

He was not afraid, he was suppressed by Su Xun.

fast! too fast!

He didn't even notice how the gun in his hand was taken away.

After he reacted, Su Xun had reassembled the disassembled gun and aimed it at his forehead.

In other words, in the short period of time, if Su Xun really wanted to do something, he would have died several times.

The difference in strength between the two is completely incomparable.

He only really understood what the four words "King of Mercenary" mean today.

"Hey!"

Su Xun kicked him away, threw the loaded pistol into his arms, and then pushed open the door of the room.

The young bodyguard stood up straight, clutching his belly, but this time he didn't stop them from entering.

Clearly aware of the gap between the two, he was not too stupid to continue doing those meaningless things that would easily cost him his life.

"Boy, obviously, you are not good at it."

Mandala raised the chin of the young bodyguard and said with a smile, twisting his slender waist to follow Su Xun.

"It really doesn't work."

The big urn sounded angrily in agreement with Mandala's idea, and followed him into the room.

The young bodyguard stood alone outside the door, holding the gun in his hand, his face was blue and white, embarrassed, ashamed, and a little angry.

A man who relies on a gun to eat, but can't even hold his own gun, is really embarrassed and lost home.

in the room.

When Su Xun walked in, a woman was sitting quietly on the sofa reading a book.

The woman looks twenty-three or four-year-old, with delicate features, blue like a jewel with a touch of exoticism, fair skin, black hair, tall and tall, with Erlang's legs tilted, and silver high heels on her feet. With a flick, the tiny feet wrapped in shredded pork were looming.

She was very quiet, because with her, it seemed that the whole room seemed quiet.

"Miss Kelly, this is our captain, Satan."

Mandala pointed to Su Xun and introduced it.

Kelly closed the book in her hand and smiled at Su Xun: "I will trouble Mr. Su on the next journey."

"Your Longguo dialect is very good." Su Xun was a little surprised, because the woman spoke Longguo Mandarin to him, and it was very standard.

Kelly teased the hair in her ears, her lips lightened: "I have admired the Dragon Culture since I was a child. Maybe I have to ask Mr. Su for advice on this journey."

"It seems that the sound insulation of the room is quite good." Su Xun seemed to say something irrelevant.

Kelly smiled and shook her head: "It's not good. You were making a lot of noise outside just now. I heard it all. Jones is arrogant and no one is used to it. It's good for him to be frustrated to recognize reality. "

It seems that she has really studied Longguo culture, because in one sentence, she actually used two idioms in a row.

This is not a simple matter for ordinary gringles.

"Miss Kelly said that she knew who the traitor was who betrayed us four years ago?" Su Xun asked and sat down opposite Kelly very familiarly.

Kelly was wearing a white tunic short skirt. From Su Xun's perspective, he could see some different scenery, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Sorry." Kelly realized this too, smiled apologetically, and put down her cocked Erlang legs, finally blocking the scenery that was exposed because of unwillingness to be lonely.

Kelly took a sip of the tea on the table: "I know, when you **** me to my destination, I will tell you."

"How do I know if what you said is true or not?" Su Xun asked back. After all, Zhang Wuji's mother said in Yitian Tulong Ji that beautiful women can't believe ʘᴗʘ.

Kelly smiled indifferently: "I heard that Mr. Su was attacked by a foreign gunman last night? I got the news that it was a member of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Corps who did it. This news is just a gift for Mr. Su."

"Wild Wolf Mercenary Group?" Su Xun frowned slightly because he had never heard of it.

Kelly laughed blankly: "I almost forgot that Mr. Su has been away from this business for a long time. The wolf mercenary group was developed in the last two years, and it is said that behind it is the Yorson family."

She paused for a moment when she said that, then there was an inexplicable color in her beautiful eyes, she leaned forward slightly, and continued:

"When my people were investigating this incident, something interesting happened. It turns out that the famous killer king God and the mercenary king Satan are actually the same person."

Mandala and the big guy stared at Su Xun with eyes widened in an instant, with an unbelievable face.

Boss, you hide so deeply.

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