Xiao Zheng sat upright on the chair, his hands steadily and powerfully peeling the fruit. After he was done, he handed it to the Mega Gun to eat.
The Mega Gun ate very quickly. An apple was finished in three bites. A pear didn't even take a few seconds.
As usual, the Mega Gun still swallowed the food in one gulp. It looked very rough and wild. It matched his tall and powerful appearance very well.
Xiao Zheng smiled, but he chatted with the Mega Gun about the past.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had known each other for more than ten years. The best ten years of their lives, the most golden ten years. They struggled and fought together. They bled together. They made a choice between life and death.
But up until now, their feelings for each other had only increased. This friendship was something that Xiao Zheng cherished and could never be erased.
The Mega Gun's physical quality was excellent. After lying in the hospital for only two days, his spirit and appearance had recovered a lot. And the pain was nothing to the Mega Gun. Even if his legs were broken, as long as he could follow the boss. It didn't matter to him.
Anyway, his pair of steel-like arms was enough to compare to the hands and feet of ordinary people.
Three hours.
No more, no less. Just three hours had passed. Houzi's call came on time.
As soon as the call was connected, Houzi said in an extremely suppressed voice, "Boss, I found the stronghold."
"I'll be right there."
Xiao Zheng hung up the phone, but his face showed a murderous aura. He squinted at the Mega Gun and sneered, "Rest well, I will avenge you."
The Mega Gun nodded and said, "Be careful, Boss."
"You should say that to them."
…
The Elysium stronghold in South Africa was not big.
It was just an abandoned three-story garage. The outer wall was mottled and full of lethargy. It was obviously an abandoned building that had not been inhabited for a long time.
Even the bushes and grass nearby were waist-high.
Houzi brought a group of people over, but he stopped his car far away. He had been secretly monitoring every move of this abandoned garage.
Occasionally, a weak light floated out of the window, proving that the Heavenly Gates mercenaries in the garage were still awake. According to reliable information, there were at least two digits of Heavenly Gate mercenaries hidden inside. They were all top-notch experts.
What made Houzi feel exceptionally lucky was that this group of Heavenly Gates mercenaries had originally planned to leave South Africa tonight and head to their next destination. As for why he stayed, Houzi had no idea. But it was a rare and precious opportunity. Even a veteran like him did not dare to act on his own.
He knew that not only did his boss want revenge, but he also wanted to obtain information from this group of Elysium mercenaries. In this aspect, Boss had always been an expert among experts. He was much more professional than Houzi, who only knew how to use a headshot.
When Xiao Zheng arrived at the scene, Houzi had already been waiting in the pitch-black night sky for an hour.
"Boss, they're still inside." Houzi introduced the surrounding situation in detail, as well as the number of mercenaries who might be hiding. He gritted his teeth. "What should we do?"
Xiao Zheng saw the sparks in Houzi's eyes. He must have felt guilty about the Mega Gun's injury. He was eager to do something to vent his emotions.
"Take some people and guard the surroundings. I'll go in, "Xiao Zheng said meticulously.
"Boss, you're going in alone?" Houzi asked, tongue-tied. "There are a lot of people inside!"
Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "There's nothing to be afraid of when there are more people. I'm afraid of worthless people. "
After saying that, he gave orders and arranged all the preparatory work. Then, like a hunting wolf, he quietly drilled into the night sky.
…
Inside the garage.
In the master bedroom on the third floor, two brown-haired young men were lying on their respective beds. They crossed their legs and fiddled with the phone in their hands.
The light emitted from the phone was from Houzi's surveillance.
One of the slightly wild men tilted his head and glanced at his companion. "We'll leave at six tomorrow morning. We can't delay any longer."
He spoke fluent Russian.
Looking at the two's body shape, skin color, and facial features, they were both pure Russian.
The other slightly unruly young man laughed and said, "Moslin, you're too nervous. Didn't we make some extra money tonight? When we return to the motherland, the money will be enough for us to spend for a year and a half. At that time, those obedient fellows will definitely be starved to death. "
Listening to his companion, the wild young man's face showed a hint of yearning. He said in a muffled voice, "No matter what, we've been delayed for half a day. When we go back, we have to think about how to explain it to the boss. "
"The boss doesn't care if we leave early or late. What he cares about is when the boss will pull him into the core team. That's what a true superior is! "
The two wandered for a while, each immersed in their own fantasies.
Thump!
A slight sound came from downstairs. Although it was very faint, it was even very short. But it was still keenly detected by the two people on the bed.
As the leader of this small team. They had quite good anti-reconnaissance abilities. Whenever there is any unusual noise in the garage, they will immediately be alerted. It would attract their attention.
"What's going on?" The wild young man frowned. His emerald green eyes were filled with vigilance.
The unruly young man, perhaps still immersed in the joy of wealth, shrugged and said, "Maybe we're just too nervous. This place is a place I carefully chose to stay. There are no signs of human habitation for several kilometers. Who would find this place? "
"Those guys are not easy to mess with. The boss killed one of their leaders. The other party will definitely go crazy for revenge. "After a pause, the wild young man continued. "This time, the boss ordered us to retreat as soon as possible. It should be based on this consideration."
The unruly young man waved his hand and said with a smile, "I think you were scared by the boss last time. Why are you so nervous about such a small movement? If you're really worried, you can go down and take a look. I'm sleepy anyway. We have to retreat at six tomorrow morning. "
After saying that, he covered himself with the quilt and prepared to enter a wonderful dream.
Casino, blonde girls, and good wine. These three were probably the ultimate demands of this group of desperadoes.
After all, which mercenary who lived on the edge of a knife did not pursue the highest enjoyment in life, the most exciting leisure?
Their profession had already fixed their thinking. Anything related to ordinary could not enter their line of sight.
Excitement was their greatest pursuit.
The wild young man shook his head and was about to get up and go out. The door seemed to be bombed by a cannonball, smashing into the wild young man. The latter could not dodge in time, and his left shoulder was hit hard.
"Ugh — —"
The wild young man staggered back. But he quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist. His reaction speed and agility were much faster than ordinary mercenaries.
"Gun?"
A low and cold voice rang out from outside the pitch-black door. Not waiting for the wild young man to completely pull out the pistol. A cold light flashed. The wild young man's right hand was cut off at the wrist, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
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