Haywood was stunned. He knew Guqira's methods all too well. After following Guqira for so many years, he had seen too many of such situations.
How many people had been killed by Guqira because of their incompetence? Ten? Twenty? Or fifty?
Haywood could not even count how many people had been killed by Guqira.
At this moment, Haywood did not argue or resist. He knew that no matter what he did, as long as Guqira wanted to kill him, he would not have any chance of survival.
At this moment, Haywood was completely engulfed in fear.
"Hahahaha …" Guqira laughed maniacally, then put away the gun in his hand. "I can't bear to lay my hands on you. You're my right-hand man. "
As Guqira spoke, he stuffed the gun in his hand into Haywood's hand.
Haywood's Adam's apple bobbed, but he did not say a word.
"After all, this Yan Long is too difficult to deal with," Guqira said. "Even if it were anyone else, they wouldn't be able to handle him well. It's already very impressive that you're able to do this. "
Seeing that Haywood did not know what to say, Guqira asked Typhon, "Am I right? It's already a miracle that he can come back alive and bring people back. "
Typhon nodded. He had thought that Guqira would really shoot. After all, Haywood's mistake had cost him more than ten lives.
These were all combat elites, and Guqira would rather lose money than lose his men. Moreover, these were experienced combat elites.
Haywood finally heaved a sigh of relief.
What he didn't expect was that just as he was about to heave a sigh of relief, Guqira suddenly grabbed him by the throat!
Haywood instantly felt the fear of a lack of oxygen in his brain!
When he could no longer breathe, all he could do was grab Guqira's fingers with both hands and struggle to get Guqira's forgiveness!
Guqira looked at the struggling Haywood with a calm gaze. Only when Haywood was about to faint did Guqira release his hand.
Haywood fell to his knees with a thud, gasping for air.
The feeling of surviving a calamity was too terrifying. Just a moment ago, he even had one foot in the gates of hell.
"Although you lost because your opponent was too strong, I hope that this will never happen again. Do you know how much you've cost me?" Guqila said calmly.
Haywood's hands trembled as he silently knelt on the ground.
"I don't need to waste my energy to find more people. With the current prices, a soldier with military experience would cost at least three hundred thousand USD!" Guquira said. "Three hundred thousand USD for fifteen people. Can you do the math for me?"
Haywood's voice trembled. "Four … four and a half million USD …"
"Wow, four and a half million dollars." Guquira said, "With this money, I can buy a very, very luxurious house in the East Side of Manhattan where the rich gather! It was close to Central Park, the Metropolitan Museum, and a high-end restaurant! Over there, you can eat Master Hou's Yanjing Roast Duck, Ichiro Japanese Cuisine, and Mary Ambo Mexican Cuisine! Do you understand? "
Haywood knelt on the ground and begged, "Boss, please give me another chance."
"I've already given it to you." Guquira said, "If I didn't give you another chance, do you think you'd still have the chance to talk to me?"
Haywood took a deep breath. "I know I'm wrong."
"In the future, even if you meet such a strong opponent, you can't make any more mistakes. Do you understand?" Guquira pointed at his temple. "You need to use your brain."
Haywood didn't dare to refute.
"As long as you use your brain properly, this can be avoided. Do you understand?" Guquira said.
Haywood had made a mistake in his initial judgment. If he had known Xu Yun's identity from the start, none of this would have happened.
"I understand, Boss. I promise I won't make any more mistakes," Haywood said.
"If this happens again in the future, don't come back to see me." Guquira suddenly laughed coldly. "I'll give you a chance to escape, but I'll let you know that no matter where you run to, I'll catch you …"
This punishment was even crueler than killing him directly.
Haywood knew that there was no point in running to anywhere.
As long as Guquira wanted to find a traitor, there was no traitor he couldn't find.
Sooner or later, he would die. Rather than live in fear, he might as well just die.
"I trust you. You won't make the same mistake again." Guquira put away his cruel expression and smiled.
Haywood nodded furiously.
"Get up," Guquira said. "Go thank the person who saved your life. If you can convince him to work for me, I might consider forgiving you completely."
Haywood was stunned.
Guquira hadn't completely forgiven him?
"You know that I have a bad temper. If I can't forgive you completely … Once I think of today's anger, I might kill your family to vent the anger in my heart." Guqira's smile was scarier than when he was gloomy.
Haywood was completely flustered.
"Hahaha, it's just a joke." Guquira waved his hand.
Only he knew whether he was joking or threatening him.
Haywood didn't dare to beg and could only accept the order. "I'll do my best to make Yan Long work for you."
"Good, very good." Guquira nodded and waved his hand again.
Haywood bowed and left quickly. He was going to find Xu Yun and beg him for a chance.
After Haywood left, Guquira's expression became more serious.
Typhon lowered his head at the side.
"Is this Yan Long really as hard to deal with as you said?" Guquira asked calmly.
Typhon nodded. "Indeed."
Guquira rubbed his chin helplessly. "This really hurts my heart. I really don't want to lose such a talent … But you know me. "
Typhon knew that Guquira was a ruthless person. If he couldn't get what he wanted, he would rather destroy it than give others a chance to get it.
It was the same for people. If he couldn't use them, he wouldn't tolerate them no matter how strong they were.
"Aiyaya, I still need you to work harder on this." Guquira patted Typhon's shoulder. "Haywood probably won't get anything from Yan Long."
Typhon nodded. "Yes."
"If he really doesn't accept, you know what to do, right?" Guquira asked.
Typhon was silent.
"I know. This isn't easy for anyone to solve," Guquira said. "If you really can't do it, tell me and I might forgive you."
Typhon slowly opened his mouth. "I know what I should do."
A smile appeared on Guquira's face. "Very good, I knew you wouldn't disappoint me … Yan Long, oh Yan Long, since he made me lose 4.5 million USD, he has to return it to me …"
Typhon's mind was blank. He didn't have any confidence in convincing Xu Yun.
However, he had to do what Guquira asked him to do. Did he really have to kill this man who had saved him three times?
Guquira's thoughts were like the wind. His heart had already floated back to the peacekeeping battlefield a few years ago.
The environment under the rain of bullets was much worse than it was now.
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