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Zhuo Zhaoyun curled up on the sofa, hugging her knees with her hands, and didn't know when she fell asleep.
Zhang Feng opened the door of the presidential suite and saw Zhuo Zhaoyun, and felt a sense of peace in his heart. This feeling unconsciously touched the softest place in his heart.
For the first twenty years, I lived a life without a father and my mother was seriously ill in bed. All I thought about every day was where to get food to fill my stomach. I thought about how I could get money to buy medicine and supplements for my mother. Every night They all have thoughts of precariousness like water.
After my mother died, I joined the army. Every day was training, and then there were battles on the edge of life and death. I didn't know if I would have a chance to wake up again when I fell asleep.
After he retired from the army and came to Africa, his life became more turbulent, fighting, and battling wits with cunning arms dealers. A little carelessness could lead to disaster.
But at this moment, when Zhang Feng saw Zhuo Zhaoyun curled up on the sofa and sleeping like a kitten, the only thought in his heart was peace.
A hot bed with a wife and children may be considered by others to be the most mundane life, but for him it was indeed something he never dared to hope for.
He walked into the bathroom quietly and cleaned the blood on his arms.
He walked slowly to the sofa and gently picked up the sleeping Zhuo Zhaoyun, fearing that he would wake her up if he moved too much.
Stepping towards the bedroom, Zhuo Zhaoyun in her arms pursed her lips and kept shrinking her head towards Zhang Feng's arms.
Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, confirming through her breathing rate that she was not awake yet.
He walked into the bedroom and put Zhuo Zhaoyun on the bed, covered her with the quilt and walked out of the bedroom.
Sitting on the sofa, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He smoked it slowly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the gigolo's number.
After two beeps, the phone was connected and he said, "Gigolo, how is the situation at home?"
"Mad, I really don't know how far you have come. The indigenous people brought back by Johnson and Tooth Skull are all natural warriors. Their physical strength, endurance, and speed are all top-notch. The most terrifying thing is that they His shooting talent and teamwork spirit," the gigolo said cursingly.
Zhang Feng can understand that the indigenous people
The people grew up in the jungle and followed the laws of the jungle. Those who were born with weak constitutions had already been eaten by wild beasts, or died of illness.
Those who survive have to fight wild beasts all day long in order to survive, and their strength, speed and endurance are naturally developed. As for shooting talent, it is conceivable that the most lethal weapon in the hands of the indigenous people is the throwing gun. As for teamwork, they should need a team to hunt powerful beasts. Just like a pride of lions or a pack of wolves.
"That's good. I'll leave their training to you. It shouldn't take long for me to go back. By the way, how about Yun Qian's side?" Zhang Feng asked, Yun Qian said to him Very important to the team.
After the gigolo was silent for a moment, he said, "Yun Qian is in Xiangjiang now. I have made arrangements and should be able to arrive in Ludawang in a week."
One week, this time is faster than Zhang Feng expected. After all, Yun Qian was banned from leaving the country by 01 at the moment, so he might have to go in a big circle to get rid of 01's tail behind him.
"That's good, what's going on with the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group and Mr. Donald?" Blood Wolf and Donald are his biggest worries now.
"When Mike returned to Ludawan, he released the news that the Blood Wolf mercenary group had killed Ping Sang and swallowed the arms. I believe that Mr. Donald, who was hiding among the government troops, would jump out soon. I will send someone to the Blood Wolf side. After two investigations, coupled with the information obtained by Zhai Qiang and Mike from various channels, the location of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group has been determined. The number of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group is about 500, of which the core strength is 200 people from various countries. They are composed of retired special forces with strong combat effectiveness. The other three hundred people are refugees recruited from the surrounding areas. These refugees have been systematically trained and their combat effectiveness is far superior to that of the fire ant mercenary group." Jiazhen reported the situation to Zhang Feng.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned tightly. Five hundred people, two hundred retired special forces, and three hundred refugees who have undergone systematic training. This force is already considered to be a strong force, and it is not something that I can face head-on now. The most important thing is that he killed the team led by the Blood Wolf Vulture. Coupled with the hatred of the Johnson tribe, it must be an incompatible situation.
After a moment of silence, he said: "This blood wolf now is not us at all.
Those that can be provoked can only be avoided temporarily. Can you investigate the industry under the Blood Wolf? If possible, it is best to bury a nail in the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. "
"I will take care of this matter, but I can't guarantee whether it can be done. Each mercenary group has extremely strict screening of new people, and even if the people are successfully placed, there is a risk of being assimilated. , the consequences are unimaginable," the gigolo said.
Zhang Feng nodded, but as the gigolo said, once the people inserted are assimilated or used, they may in turn defraud their own people. Such things have happened before.
"The risk is the reward. And now we don't have the ability to go head-to-head with the Blood Wolf, so we can only take risks. Gigolo, I'll leave this matter to you." After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Feng still Decided to plant a nail in the blood wolf. At the critical moment, this nail is likely to play a vital role and even capsize the opponent's ship.
The gigolo smiled and scolded: "Made, since you have decided, I will take care of this matter. Come on, you will be back soon, so cherish the time you have with Zhuo Zhaoyun."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng sneered twice and joked: "Gigolo, I think African girls are pretty good too. They have big breasts and strong butts. How about you..."
"Go away...Mad, I still like fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged people." The gigolo cursed.
"Hey, you know this is discrimination..." Before Zhang Feng could finish speaking, the gigolo on the other side had hung up the phone.
Zhang Feng chuckled, and felt a chill when he thought of a gigolo who was more beautiful than a woman and had sex with a dark African woman on the bed.
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The next day, Zhuo Zhaoyun woke up early and saw herself lying on the bed, knowing that Zhang Feng was back in the middle of the night.
He walked out of the bedroom while rubbing his head. When he saw Zhang Feng lying on the sofa, he walked over with a smile, squatted next to him, stroked a strand of his hair and gently touched Zhang Feng's nose.
Zhang Feng had already woken up when he heard the sound of the bedroom door. Now he felt his nose was itchy, so he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Excuse me, Miss Zhuo Zhaoyun, are you teasing me?"