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"What the hell. When did you, Zhang Feng, become such a sensationalist? I didn't call you to talk about this." The gigolo said cursingly.
"What do you want? Gigolo, as long as you can tell me, I will do it for you." Zhang Feng said solemnly. Money can be owed, but love must be repaid.
The gigolo had helped him more than once when he was in Japan. If it hadn't been for the gigolo, the consequences would have been disastrous.
"How is your bullshit mercenary group doing? Is it short of people? I, a big idler, want to come to your place to beg for food. Do you welcome me?"
After hearing what the gigolo said, Zhang Feng, who had just jumped up from the bed, almost fell off the bed.
Still a little unsure whether he heard correctly, he asked in surprise: "Gigolo, you said you were coming to Ludawang?"
"Made, why haven't we seen each other for a long time? How come you, Zhang Feng, have become so irritable? Just give me an answer and tell me whether you welcome me or not?"
"Welcome. I welcome you with both hands and feet. What I lack most here now is people who can be responsible for intelligence. We gigolo brothers will not talk about those lies. As long as you come over, I will give you absolute autonomy. If you want money, I will give you money. If you want people, I will give you absolute freedom." Give it to someone. In one sentence, even if you, the gigolo, poke a hole in Lu Dawang's head, I will block it with my head!" Zhang Feng said, patting his chest.
"Okay, your words are enough! I'll go there in the next few days to get ready, and I'll call you before I leave." The gigolo said.
"No problem! I'll pick you up when the time comes! I happen to have a big move coming soon, and I feel more confident with you here!" Zhang Feng said.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng was so excited that he couldn't sleep.
Originally, he wanted to take action against the Fire Ant Mercenary Group, but the only people he could use were himself, Johnson and Zhao Qiang. When Zhai Qiang and Mike participate in the battle, not only will they not stop working to help, but they will drag down the entire team's actions.
Now the gigolo is coming. Although there is only one more person, he can provide unimaginable effects.
Simply unable to sleep, Zhang Feng stood up and walked out of the room.
Gently pushing open the door of Mike's room, he saw that Mike was sleeping soundly due to overwork, so he did not wake him up.
Seeing the three-dimensional map of the Fire Ant Mercenary Group's location that he printed out on his desk, he took the map and walked out of the room.
Returning to his room, Zhang Feng looked at the map carefully.
It's very detailed, exactly the same as what I saw with my own eyes, without any discrepancies.
Looking at the map, Zhang Feng was thinking about how to deal with such a mercenary group of about four hundred people.
A frontal attack is like an egg hitting a rock and is completely undesirable. After all, even with the gigolos on his side, there are only four people who can participate in the battle, while the opponent's number is about four hundred.
What's more, there are heavy machine gun positions and artillery in the opponent's station. If you want to rush in directly, these two guys alone are enough to drink a pot.
Thinking about it, Zhang Feng slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up in the morning, Zhang Feng put the map aside.
Others also woke up early and were sitting in the restaurant having breakfast.
Zhang Feng was eating breakfast and said with a smile: "How's it going? Johnson, Er Qiangzi, are you two ready?"
Mike knew what was going on and just chuckled.
Zhai Qiang asked strangely: "Brother Feng, what are the two of them preparing for? What other actions are they taking?"
"There is an operation. The two of them are going to have a sword showdown in Huashan today." Zhang Feng said.
"Brother Feng, I just want to compete with Johnson today. Johnson, how are you? Are you full and full now? Why start now?" Zhao Qiang said coldly to Johnson.
Johnson was also unambiguous and directly put down the pie in his hand and stood up.
Seeing that the two of them were about to start a fight in the room, Zhang Feng said quickly: "Stop, if you two start to fight, go to the courtyard outside, which is spacious. The furnishings in the room cannot withstand the destruction of you two beasts."
After hearing Zhang Feng's words, Johnson walked out first, and Zhao Qiang also walked out aggressively.
"Say yes. We are all brothers, and I have some skills in every move. Don't let me use those fatal moves indiscriminately." Zhang Feng did not forget to remind him.
"Brother Feng, don't worry. I'm going to bless this boy Johnson today. Thinking about how he sneak-attacked me at that time, I can't help but feel angry."
Although Johnson did not speak, he was gearing up and looking eager to try.
The two stood face to face, both looking coldly at each other.
He stared at the opponent and did not make a rash move.
Zhai Qiang and Mike, who were standing aside and watching, were somewhat interested. Zhai Qiang said in a cooing voice: "Mike, do you want us to have a bet on who can win between them? How about a hundred dollars?"
Mike also refused to accept anyone who came, and said first: "I bet Johnson can win, a hundred dollars."
Zhai Qiang was stunned for a moment. He originally thought he could win by betting on Johnson, but he didn't expect Mike to beat him to it.
Zhang Feng interrupted: "How about you two bet on Johnson winning, and I'll bet on the second strongman, one hundred dollars?"
"Brother Feng, it's settled." Zhai Qiang looked confident of victory.
In his and Mike's opinion, although Zhao Qiang is also tall and strong, he is not in the same weight class as Johnson at all.
Zhang Feng had a different view from them, although Johnson was stronger and more violent. But Zhao Qiang, who was originally arrogant and modest, immediately stabilized after the two stood still, without the slightest fear, which is quite interesting.
The outcome of the two people should be 50-50, with some betting.
It was Johnson's patience that disappeared first, his foot suddenly slipped, and his big fist hit Zhao Qiang's chest directly.
Zhao Qiang's body also began to move. He did not choose to make head-on contact with Johnson, a tank-like being. Instead, he moved sideways, avoiding Johnson's fierce fist and punching Johnson in the side.
Johnson has fought underground life and death black boxing and is very experienced. There is no panic in this situation, just lift your knees to block your flanks.
At the same time, he straightened his fist and hit Zhao Qiang.
Zhao Qiang's body dwarfed, and his fist barely missed the top of his head. At the same time, the body rushed forward and pushed his knee straight into Johnson's abdomen.
Zhang Feng nodded frequently.
boom! Zhao Qiang's knee pressed hard against Johnson's abdomen.
Johnson's body could not help but tremble slightly, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat at all.
Two thick arms clasped Zhao Qiang's shoulders and slammed him to the side.
Zhao Qiang's feet landed on the ground, and he took three steps back before barely standing still. There was a sharp pain in both shoulders. Johnson was not much better, his abdominal muscles were bruised.
In the first round, neither side got any advantage.