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Chapter 697

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After talking to Barney through the virtual image, they talked about some of the embarrassing things that happened between the two of them.

Trench, who looked like a burly guy, really believed it.

He moved his numb hands and feet, picked up a gun from the ground, and searched for a few magazines.

Before Christmas and Yin Yang went out, he suddenly shouted, "Wait."

Then he walked to the corner, pulled out a sack, and rescued the person who was put in the sack. "This is my employer.

If it wasn't to save him, I wouldn't have deliberately been a captive and entered here yesterday. "

On purpose?

Christmas and Yin Yang looked at each other and shrugged. If it was on purpose, then so be it. One was saving, two was also saving.

Christmas nodded, "We are responsible for cleaning up, you are responsible for your employer's safety."

"OK, no problem." After saying that, Trench carried his employer and held the AK with one hand, "Let's go, guys, let's kill our way out."

But when they walked out of the room, Yin Yang nodded to Christmas and ran quickly.

For a moment, gunshots rang out in front of Christmas and Trench.

When Trench carried his employer out of the factory, he looked at the corpses on the ground in shock.

Four burly men in Type 3 Armor were looking at him in boredom.

Swallowing his saliva and hesitating for a moment, Trench stammered, "Guys, can you help me ask your boss if he is still short of manpower?

I suddenly feel that Barney is right, following your boss will be more promising. "

"No, not only the future, but also the future." Gunner, who knew Trench, took off his helmet and patted Trench's shoulder.

"Do you know how much I am worth now?"

"How much?" Trench asked cooperatively.

"Hmm," Gunner thought for a moment, "About 30 to 40 million."

"US dollars?"

"No, pounds." Gunner looked at Trench with disdain. He suddenly realized that it was very satisfying to be able to hit Trench, who used to be so arrogant.

"I am now living in London, of course in pounds."

"Damn it, is your employment fee already so high?" Trench asked unhappily and enviously.

"No, no, you are wrong again." Gunner grinned, "Although our employment fee is a bit high, it is still within the normal employment price.

The key is that we have a boss who is super good at making money. Buddy, for the past year and a half, the boss has only casually given us pointers.

Our net worth has increased several times. Why? Are you envious? "

"Of course," Trench nodded with certainty, but how could Gunnar not know who Trench was.

Don't look at how tactful this fellow is now. When it comes to killing people and playing tricks, Gunnar asked himself that he definitely can't defeat Trench.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. The Boss is still waiting."

Hearing from Barney that the plane was parked on a lake more than ten kilometers away, Christmas asked everyone to find a car.

After finding three cars, Trench pulled his employer into Gunnar's car. After thinking for a while, he left his employer in the back of the car.

He was no longer interested in his employer's $200,000.

Six hours later, the plane arrived at the Ace Academy airport on the outskirts of London.

Barney had planned to take Trench to see William himself, but he replied on Sunday that William would treat them to dinner at Gordon's restaurant next to the Chelsea stadium.

The group could only hand over the three types of armor to Harrihart. Then, they went to the tailor shop of the ace agent and chose a set of ordinary finished suits.

He rushed to Gordon's Restaurant to meet William.

"Good afternoon, Trench."

As soon as they met, William laughed and shook hands with Trench. Back then, the governor was popular all over the country.

Unfortunately, he was just a middle-aged mercenary who was still running around for money.

"Hello, His Excellency Devonshire."

In their circle, there were rumors that Barney's death squad was serving a super big shot.

But when he saw William in person, Trench still couldn't believe it.

People at William's level would look at middle-aged, or even old, death squads.

"You're welcome." Looking at his watch, it was only a quarter past five in the afternoon. William smiled and said, "Shall we eat first, or talk about business first?"

If William didn't look at his watch, Trench would definitely say whatever, but now he immediately said, "Let's talk about business first, or I won't be in the mood to eat."

"Okay, let's go to the rooftop. It's spacious and quiet."

After that, William nodded to the restaurant manager next to him.

The manager immediately smiled and made a gesture of invitation. He walked to William's side and led everyone to the rooftop on the second floor.

When they arrived at the rooftop, the manager came over with a bottle of whiskey with a smile on his face.

"Your Excellency, our restaurant received a bottle of Macallan 1953 some time ago. Are you interested?"

"Alright, open it. Thank you."

Interrupting the manager, William waved his hand and let him leave. Then, he took the bottle and opened it.

After taking a sip from his glass, William smiled and said to Trench, "You and Barney are old friends, so I'll be direct."

"Of course, it's my honor, Mr. Devonshire."

Looking at the Macallan whiskey in his glass, Trench secretly swallowed his saliva and raised his head, waiting for William's words.

After thinking for a while, William said, "I want to know what happened to you in the Central American forest in 1987."

"How do you know about that?"

Trench, who was not afraid of anything, actually trembled after hearing this. He took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

"This is definitely not a good idea, Mr. Devonshire." Trench looked at William sincerely and said, "Really, sir, I strongly suggest that you don't have any ideas about them."

"This is?"

The suicide squad members were very surprised by Trench's expression. They were people who had lived for more than ten or twenty years in the mercenary world.

They were definitely not people who were afraid of death, but looking at Trench's appearance, he didn't look like the tough guy they knew.

"Quiet." William raised his hand and stopped the suicide squad from speaking. After a few seconds of thought, he said,

"I know that back then, you were the only one left in your team of seven.

What I want to ask is, if your teammates back then were all wearing the armor of Barney and the others,

"How confident are you in killing the Iron Blood Warriors?"

"Iron Blood Warriors? Is that their name? "Trench asked hurriedly.

"Yes." William nodded and looked at Trench quietly.

Seeing that William was only asking about the armor for the time being, Trench thought for a long time before saying, "I haven't tried it, and I don't know the specific parameters, so I can only say it casually.

If your armor can see through invisibility, seven against one, I am confident that I can kill the Iron Blood Warriors I met back then.

"But the location of the battle is very important. If it's in the jungle, the casualties should be very high."

After thinking for a while, Trench explained, "The Iron Blood Warriors have an energy weapon. Although the explosion range is not large, the penetrating power is very strong.

They are good at hiding, proficient in cold weapons, tall, strong, and very strong in resisting attacks. The cutting and penetrating power of their claws and spears are also ridiculously strong.

Ordinary weapons can be cut off with one slash. Most importantly, once these lunatics are about to die,

They will activate the self-destruct device in their hands. "

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