Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Sieg glared at the old man Bill. He didn't know the Karo people, and glanced at Renn, who was as steady as an old dog.

Knowing that there is nothing wrong, he opened his mouth and said viciously: "Old man, fortunately, I always respect the old and love the young, otherwise, I will hang you on a tree today!"

Bill's pupils moved and glanced at Garcia, who was pointing at him with a black force pistol, and Wenxi, who was in a fighting frame, and Jenny and Susanna who looked at him warily.

He spread his hands and said innocently: "Everyone, don't get me wrong, just learn from each other."

He just saw a young berserker, his hands itchy.

After saying that, ignoring everyone's somewhat indifferent attitude, Bill walked up to Sig with a big smile, stretched out his hand to touch his chest muscles, and said:

"Yes, although you are a little thinner, you are better than being strong. You can be a real man if you eat more beef in the future!"

He thinks the talent of the kid in front of him is pretty good.

Hey, Sieg didn't buy it, he snorted coldly, and patted his palm: "Old man, you are not bad, you are not too old to carry a knife."

He knows that the strong old man in front of him is at least 70 years old, but even so, his strength has not regressed much. Like him, he is a Tier 3 pinnacle [Boiling Berserker].

Bill didn't mind, and finally stared at Renn who was sitting on the side chair, and his pupils shrank.

As if being watched by a beast, a sense of danger hit his face, and Bill subconsciously tightened his body, watching the smile on his face, and then slowly relaxed.

Da Da Da, he walked quickly to Renn, his nose moved, as if sniffing something.

"Mr. Bill, welcome to the Brambles Security Company. I am a stinky man and I don't smell much."

Ren narrowed his eyes and looked at Bill's old face.

The opponent is very old, but in his perception, the blood is still like a bull, only slightly worse than Sieg, indicating that Bill can still fight.

Taking a deep look at Ren, Bill touched his chin and sighed: "Yes, it's not as fragrant as a girl, they are all made of perfume.

But you are amazing. You are so young that you have killed countless people. You have my demeanor back then. You are the material for this business!"

His perception is very sensitive, and the feeling that Rennes gives him is by no means as harmless as humans and animals on the surface, just like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, full of oppression.

"Come on, Mr. Bill, please sit down, let's talk about business slowly." Renn said with a smile.

The strength of this instructor is not bad, even Sieg and Garcia can receive his training.

In the dark sky, a crescent moon emits a faint silver light, and there is no obscuration by clouds and mist, and it appears brighter and brighter.

"Come, have another glass!"

Bill put his arms around Sieg's shoulders, filled him with a large glass of spirits, and laughed.

Sig's face flushed, he burped, and watched that he had drunk the three large bottles of spirits, he was still full of energy, and Bill, who was not drunk, stunned:

"Old man, are you made of alcohol?"

With a proud smile, Bill was disrespectful and blows Susanna and Jenny a kiss, which caused the two girls to roll their eyes.

He smiled and said: "Beauty, wealth, violence and blood are all men's instincts.

The desire to mate, the impulse to destroy, the infinite greed... The habit of men occupy and conquer women, dominate and plunder wealth, and control and expand power has always been there.

That's why we people in Karoo can always have a prosperous business. We are knives, pay attention to credit, and always provide customers with the best quality service."

After that, he began to brag that he and his brothers once voted for a big man, caught a beautiful princess in a small country, and forcibly resisted not getting her because the client was asking for a virgin body.

"Unfortunately, you have reached the age that you can only think of." Renn bit on the lamb skewers and said vaguely.Qiushuzhai Chinese www.qiushuzhai.com

Garcia and Wenxihaha laughed, and Bill had promised to do something for Rennes, and he was now a group.

The old man blew his beard and stared: "Boss Ackerman, the old man can see that you haven't driven a meatball, a little virgin.

Bai was blind to these two beautiful women, with big breasts and big butts, which made it easy to give birth to cubs."

With a wretched look, he glanced at the beautiful Susanna and Jenny, and said with a smile.

Huh!

A fruit knife came through the air, with a cold glow on the blade, Bill reacted quickly, his head turned, and escaped the flying knife.

Hey, a four-forked fork shot straight down, and Bill sitting on the ground moved back with a sharp spirit.

With a clang, the steel fork stuck on the floor in front of his crotch, and Bill was startled in a cold sweat.

Seeing that nothing happened, Susanna and Jenny, who seemed to have never attacked him, sipped barbecue very gracefully.

He said in a speechless voice: "Luka Luka, pretty god is on top, women are terrible."

He thought they were the little women that Rennes had conquered, but they hadn't eaten them yet, so he was wrong.

Sieg's face twitched and gloated. He knew very well that neither Susanna nor Jenny were such little brainless women, and even the boss could not take advantage of them now.

Sigg held Bill's shoulders and said carelessly: "Old Bill, let's talk about the princess. Which pair is really the size of a duck plow?"

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Bill curled his lips: "Why do you lie to you? If it weren't for my high morale, most people might not be able to control it."

He also didn't say the specific situation. Although the confidentiality period of 40 years has passed, it is their habit to be tight-lipped about the business.

"Here, what you want!"

Garcia handed Bill a glass of "depth bomb." The old man had a surprising amount of alcohol. He didn't drink ordinary champagne and red wine at all.

In his words, it was all juice, not wine.

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This night, the host and the host had a great time. After the conditions were confirmed, Bill quickly signed the contract.

The old man was obviously an activist, and soon he prepared a training plan.

In the office, Bill in a black vest and blue jeans spread out a map on the table.

He pointed to a certain place and said loudly: "This is a close-up farm outside Wilton. The terrain is undulating and the vegetation is lush, suitable for military training."

The training ground that Rennes had chosen in Dilamo City was rejected by him. That kind of flat ground can only do some basic training.

The manager of the company, Jenny, frowned and said, "People haven't been screened yet."

Bill laughed, looked at Renne, and asked, "Do you need a veteran?"

"What is the recruitment price?" Renn asked lightly.

Whether recruits or veterans, those who can make money are good mercenaries.

Bill sighed and said sadly: "That's it. Our company's business is divided into two parts. If it's just a simple security staff, then it's okay to recruit local personnel for training.

The veterans I mentioned are not expensive. They all have war syndrome and have difficulty adapting to life in a normal society."

Such veterans can only wither on the battlefield.