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"Madman, you don't want to persuade the target to surrender, do you?" Monkey asked with a smile.
Zhang Feng nodded noncommittally and said seriously: "Yes, I just want to persuade the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group to surrender."
The monkey's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Even the King of Hell and others cast surprised glances. Jackal couldn't help but said: "Madman, I think you are really crazy. How could the target surrender so easily? Isn't this a joke?"
"I didn't say they would surrender." Zhang Feng said lightly.
Hearing his words, Jackal Chai Chong was even more confused, "Didn't you say you wanted to persuade them to surrender? Why don't they surrender now? Did I just hear it wrong?"
Zhang Feng shook his head and sneered: "You heard it right, and I didn't say it wrong either!"
"I do want to persuade them to surrender, but whether they surrender or not is their business, not mine."
After hearing Zhang Feng's explanation, Jackal Chai Chong still couldn't turn his head, "Then there's no point in trying to persuade him to surrender. What else are you trying to do to persuade him to surrender? It's all in vain."
Zhang Feng opened his mouth and was about to analyze the joints with him when he saw student Wen Kaiqi's expression of sudden realization, so he changed his words and said, "Ask the student, he should have figured it out."
When Jackal heard this, he immediately looked at the student Wen Kaiqi.
Wen Kaiqi said: "The madman wants to give the other party a hope to prevent the other party from jumping over the wall."
Monkey interrupted: "Student, don't be literate, explain in plain language."
Student Wen Kaiqi looked at the monkey and the confused jackal. What he said was not straightforward enough? Is it because your education is too low
He opened his mouth and explained: "To put it bluntly, the lunatic wants to tell the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group not to risk their lives. If that doesn't work, surrender, and you will still be alive by then! This way, when the other party is forced and cannot hold on, they will think When you want to fight hard, you will think that you can still surrender. If you hesitate, you will lose the courage to fight. "
When he said this, the jackal Chai Chong and the monkey both understood. The latter looked at Zhang Feng, smiled and scolded: "Madman, you are really a loser. You didn't even give me a chance to fight to the death."
The Black Wuchang Special Forces, the White Wuchang Special Forces, and the Blood Slaughter Brigade all stopped their attacks according to Zhang Feng's order. After setting up sentries, they began to make fire and make food.
The Death Scythe mercenary group, which had been chased all night, finally got a chance to breathe a little, and after pulling away a little distance, they stopped.
If they had a choice, they would rather continue on their way and completely get rid of the pursuers behind them. But it's obviously impossible, because all the mercenaries' physical energy is consumed a lot by traveling and fighting all night long, and they must stop to rest and restore their physical strength.
Otherwise, if you continue on the road, your physical energy will be exhausted and your combat effectiveness will be sharply reduced.
Zhang Feng lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was now 5:37 in the morning. After thinking for a while, he decided to give the Death Scythe Mercenary Group two hours of rest!
Two hours was neither long nor short. It was enough for the mercenary to recover some physical energy, but the recovery was limited.
Student Wen Kaiqi also flew back with a remote control aircraft. Zhang Feng found the paper and pen used for drawing maps in his backpack, and wrote on it furiously:
A mercenary of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, I am the leader of the Underworld Mercenary Group! As long as you lay down your weapons and surrender at any time, I am willing to spare your life and give you the opportunity to join the Underworld Mercenary Group! If you join the Huangquan Mercenary Group, you will receive an annual salary of 100,000 US dollars, and bonuses for performing tasks. The most important thing is that we provide members with death pensions to solve their worries!
Now I remind you that you only have two hours of rest time, but by the time you read this letter, I’m afraid there won’t be so much time!
After finishing writing, Zhang Feng was very satisfied. But when the King of Hell saw it, even with his calm character, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Madman, are you trying to persuade me to surrender? Why does it look like a company recruitment?"
"My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, and the one who knows me is the King of Hell!" Zhang Feng said with a smile: "Don't talk about the King of Hell, I am just recruiting. Look at the annual salary of 100,000 yuan, bonuses, and the benefits of death pension. ! How great! My goal is to develop our Huangquan mercenary group into a company, and then we can become the boss."
Tyrannosaurus Li Jian shook his head with a wry smile. Zhang Feng is really a lunatic. He dares to think about anything and develop into a company? is it possible
The King of Hell and others also regarded his words as a joke and didn't take it to heart.
Seeing their expressions of disbelief in his words, Zhang Feng didn't bother to explain.
There are many things in this world that are not believed but succeed in the end. Who would have thought that Jack Ma could start a business using e-commerce? In the end, he became the richest man in China!
Annual salary, bonus, benefits. These are just the beginning of developing your mercenary group into a company!
Whether the attack on the Death Scythe mercenary group can successfully achieve the desired effect will play a vital role in the development of his big plan!
Student Wen Kaiqi also replaced the battery block of the drone, while Zhang Feng placed the letter on the top of the drone and pressed it with a flat stone!
"Send the students over to them!" Zhang Feng said.
Wen Kaiqi nodded and controlled the remote control to control the aircraft to fly quickly towards the Death Scythe Mercenary Group.
He was afraid that the aircraft would be exposed and killed by the mercenaries with one shot, so Wen Keqi controlled it to fly at a relatively high altitude.
Arriving directly above the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, Wen Kaiqi controlled the aircraft to make a roll-like movement.
The surrender letter that was pressed by the stones fell down together with the stones!
Such a large piece of paper falling from the top of the head naturally attracted the attention of many mercenaries. Everyone gathered around.
After reading what Zhang Feng wrote, some people were completely dismissive and said in a cold voice: "I have never heard of any nonsense about this underworld mercenary group."
"That's it, an annual salary of one hundred thousand US dollars? It is said that only the core members of the four major mercenary groups can get this amount!"
"The most ridiculous thing is the death pension? Is the leader of the Huangquan Mercenary Group a pig-brained person? We are mercenaries, not regular troops!"
"I think he just deceived us into surrendering!"
Some people hold this attitude, and of course some people hold another idea. As soon as the objection came out, someone immediately said:
"I don't think I can tell you that. Why do we put our heads on our belts? Isn't it just money?"
"What if what is written above is true? That's a hundred thousand US dollars, as well as bonuses, and yes, there is also a death pension. I can't even think about it."