Xu Cheng feels sorry for himself, it's a shame that you don't need money to cover you, yet none of them want to come to seek refuge.
Hey, it's a rare occasion these days that he wants to do good deeds out of compassion, but it's still not accepted.
The most hateful thing is that all the people who come here ask are 'Falcon Mercenaries'
If he had known about Xu Cheng, he would have placed the head of the head of the Falcon Mercenary Group at the gate for them to watch.
Seeing that the entire mercenary land put down their grievances and made alliances with each other in this season, no one cares about them here and did not send an alliance request. When a passerby passed by and asked for water, he warned them: " Everyone else is busy running away to join the alliance, you little temples are still here and don’t know how to take the initiative to ask for alliances, you are doing your best, the competition will come in a week, and you will know your mistake by then. "
The competition was approaching, and Xu Cheng felt that the diamond raw materials he had excavated here must be disposed of, otherwise the diamond mine would not be safe if someone discovered it.
"I'll be away for three days, Luo Yi and Li Wei, you guys guard this place well." Xu Cheng carried a large bag of diamond raw materials and said to his subordinates and others: "At present, there is no way to transport them out. I took them out and processed them. Be careful. .”
Luo Yi nodded: "Brother Cheng, is it okay for you to be alone?"
Mario was also very worried: "Brother Cheng, can you go out? Now during the winter, those people need money to store food, and they will come out to do anything, and there will be any perversions."
He felt that he finally had a backbone, and with Xu Cheng around, their alien mercenary group had reached a new level, so he still didn't want the boss to take risks.
But Xu Cheng has made up his mind, it's not safe to keep so many rough stones here, and secondly, there are too many people talking, so he has to take out this batch as soon as possible.
The others didn't force it either, after all he was the boss.
Xu Cheng was driving a pick-up truck with 50 catties of raw diamonds tied in a pack, smoking a cigarette with one hand, and driving with the other to the border of the land of mercenaries, playing nostalgic rock music, Xu Cheng blowing Fucking wind and sand, not to mention, life is more particular. He is not suitable for such a comfortable and easy life, maybe he is still young, and he has no time to enjoy, so let's work harder for the future.
Everywhere in this mercenary land, he will meet those vehicles on the road. Just like someone told them before, they are all in the alliance for the winter. This competition is not a joke. I don't feel sorry to condemn other countries, this is a place of exile.
Naturally, the Exiled Lands will have all the best talents.
In a supermarket in a city in the truce zone in Xucheng, while refueling and buying a bottle of soda to drink, he saw several thieves trying their best to steal things in the corner. There are even more scumbags in the truce zone who don't pay for whoring and rob prostitutes everywhere.
These days, prostitutes pay Truce Zone for protection.
Walking out of the supermarket, you can see several scenes of fighting to death on the street.
But it’s not surprising at all. This is the land of chaotic mercenaries. I don’t like it so much, but I don’t hate it either. In Xu Cheng’s words, at least there aren’t so many intrigues here, and everything is decided by the size of the fist. Attitude, speaking volume and tone of voice.
As soon as he came out of the supermarket, Xu Cheng encountered something that made him laugh and cry. His car was stolen!
"Awesome!" Xu Cheng had no choice but to give a thumbs up to all kinds of talents these days. He just went into the supermarket to buy a bottle of soda, and within 2 minutes, the car was gone in the blink of an eye.
Can!
This is a land of mercenaries!
Xu Cheng can only say that he underestimated that his Ford pickup truck is worth 100,000 US dollars here. It can be said that in the land of mercenaries, there is a big difference between having a car and not having a car. Most of them only have cars. If you have money to buy, you will grab it.
But what puzzled him the most was that he parked the car at a gas station and filled it up. How the hell could someone steal it
"Where's my car? If someone steals it, don't you remind me to take care of it?"
The big boss at the gas station raised his eyebrows and said: "Who knows, we thought we were your friends, do you need to adjust the monitoring for you?"
"No need." Xu Cheng turned his head and opened his see-through eyes, looking for his car directly, as long as he hasn't driven out of the city for more than three kilometers, he can see it.
It's only been two minutes, and judging by the speed at which the 100-meter acceleration took less than 7 seconds, the car is expected to only get out of the range of one kilometer.
Xu Cheng soon saw the shadow of his car towards the west of the city.
He ran away in that direction.
After the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked car thief counted the money and stuffed it into the bag, and passed by Xu Cheng, the cloth bag of the car thief appeared in Xu Cheng's hand, and he smiled contemptuously: "Compared with me." Hand speed?"
The car thief found that the small cloth bag in his bag was missing after walking more than ten meters.
His expression changed, and when he came back to his senses carefully, he immediately became aware of the person who passed him by.
He quickly turned around and ran to catch up.
Xu Cheng came to a car repair shop, threw the car thief's cloth bag over and said, "The car just now is no longer for sale."
The big men who were repairing the car stopped their movements. They looked at the money in the bag, and it was the amount that the car thief had just used to sell the pickup truck.
"Do you understand the rules? We are not a place to pawn. If you sell it, you can't redeem it."
Xu Cheng pointed to the 30,000 yuan in the cloth bag, and said, "Then how about you give the market price of 80,000 to 90,000 yuan, isn't 30,000 yuan less?"
"Thirty thousand is the market price of this car. If you don't believe me, you can check it on the official website of General Motors." Several soldiers from the repair shop said roguely.
"I'm talking about the market price in the land of mercenaries!" Xu Cheng reminded.
"Market price?" Someone sneered: "That depends on who sells it to whom. Do you know which mercenary group we belong to?"
As they spoke, the big guys showed the tattoos on their arms.
cobra.
The eighth mercenary in the world!
"Let me tell you, if this is not a truce zone, let's not talk about giving you money, what can you do to us if we just grab your car? Get the money and get out. The truce zone stipulates that guns are not allowed, but there are no regulations. Move your fists, it's best to roll as far away as possible before we get emotional."
Xu Cheng thought, well, since it was in the truce zone, he didn't want to make a big move to avoid attracting attention.
These grandsons have made sure that as long as they leave the truce zone, he will turn them into useless snakes without venom.
Xu Cheng went around and opened the driver's seat, went in and took out his raw materials from the basement floor and left, the car was temporarily abandoned.
But the big man suddenly closed the driver's door, and shut Xu Cheng directly inside.
"You don't understand human language, right? Since the car is sold, it's ours, including everything on it. What's the bag in your hand?"
Bang!
Xu Cheng kicked the door of the car to pieces with a brutal kick, and even sent the big guy flying!
"Let me see if your fists match your tone of voice."