Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 561: The most important thing for a man is to live freely

Reports indicate that the Devil Mercenary Group has launched numerous brutal terrorist attacks in the XX region, resulting in the deaths of more peacekeepers than peacekeepers. This act constitutes a serious challenge to the authority of the United Nations. Their crimes are too numerous to list. They have been designated a terrorist organization and are currently under a multinational wanted list...

"Fake!"

"Fake!"

"Fuck Fuck!"

In a remote area of ​​a small country, in a hidden underground safe house.

The leader of the Demon Mercenary Group angrily used a gun to smash the TV in front of him into pieces.

There was a crackling sound, accompanied by a series of sparks.

But how could this alone be enough to eliminate the anger in his heart?

For many consecutive days, some people have been acting recklessly and provoking others in the xx area under the banner of their Demon Mercenary Group.

As a result, their team, which was once famous in the mercenary world, immediately became a rat crossing the street that everyone wanted to kill.

Years of hard work and effort were wasted in an instant.

Although, they are a group of lawless criminals who do things for money.

But, in this line of work, reputation is very important.

Moreover, you must be clear about what you can do and what you cannot do.

Before, when Scorpion wanted to take people to Yan Country to commit suicide, he did not follow behind to join in the fun.

For mercenaries all over the world, that place is a forbidden area, and anyone who violates it will surely die.

Over the years, under his leadership, the Demon Mercenary Corps has been developing slowly and cautiously, trying its best to avoid offending some real terrors.

It is precisely because of his unremitting efforts and the huge financial support behind him that this group has achieved its current reputation and prestige and has been able to attract so many powerful people.

But now?

Some people are using their name to frantically challenge the bottom line of sovereign states.

This is no longer just dancing in a minefield, this is directly detonating the mines, and they are a chain of mines.

Even if they opened their mouths a hundred times, they would not be able to refute it, because the Demon Mercenary Group has always been cruel and ruthless.

Therefore, even their peers in the industry thought that they were holding back something big.

At this moment, the Demon Mercenaries have been identified as a terrorist organization by the international community. Not only can they no longer receive orders, they can no longer make money.

They even have to be on guard against being reported by their peers and being surrounded by other mercenary groups.

I don’t know which bastard spent five million US dollars to put a bounty on the head of the group leader.

This made his subordinates eager to try, wanting to get rich by betraying their teachers and ancestors and eating hot pot and barbecue every day.

"Let me know which bastard did this. I will skin him alive and tear him into pieces!" Mercenary leader Abel cursed with gritted teeth.

"Boss, the phone is ringing." At this time, a younger brother outside came running over with a satellite phone.

"Hello!" Abel took a look at the number and immediately picked up the phone.

"Abel, your current situation is very troublesome..." The voice on the other end of the phone was very low.

"General Jeff! We didn't do this. We haven't been active in the xx area at all during this period. Someone is deliberately framing us!"

Abel had never been this angry since he was born, and it was a very helpless kind of anger: "You have worked with us the longest, you should know my style best. We will never touch anything that cannot be touched!"

The person on the other end was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Of course we trust you. You're our most capable black glove, and you've helped us deal with many shameful things over the years."

"But this time it's different and has impacts beyond our control."

"So, for a long time to come, you and your people will need to disappear temporarily."

"If others were to track you down, they would likely implicate us, which is something the higher-ups don't want to see."

Abel was completely silent after hearing this.

Although the other party is really comforting, his words and deeds reveal that you have become abandoned.

The forces represented by General Jeff are ostensibly the beacon of world civilization, so they naturally do not want to have too much involvement with "terrorists."

In other words, without the Devil Mercenary Corps, they can support a Hell Mercenary Corps, an Angel Mercenary Corps, and a God Mercenary Corps.

It’s outsourcing anyway, it’s work anyway, and if you have money, it doesn’t matter who you give it to, right?

The phone was hung up, and Captain Abel's face became even uglier than before.

This phone call caused his small group, which was already in a precarious situation, to fall into an abyss in an instant.

Making mercenaries disappear is like telling gamblers not to gamble and telling drug users that drug use is harmful to their health.

They hide like turtles every day. How do they make a living? Do they sell goods through live streaming?

Could it be that they all started writing novels or mercenary autobiographies?

"Bastard!" Abel roared hysterically, "Investigate, find, gather all the trustworthy brothers, and find the culprit at all costs!"

"Forehead....."

"What are you still doing?"

"After the incident, all calls to the brothers were unreachable."

"Grass!"

......

"Looking for it? Where can I find it?"

On an old ocean-going freighter.

Lao Hui was lying on a railing at the stern, smoking a cigar leisurely.

Qin Feng leaned against the railing, enjoying the sea breeze and drinking a small beer.

Only Li Fei frowned, worried that his enemies would come to find him.

This mission is completely different from the previous one of sneaking into the Jinshan Cape area to eliminate drug dealers.

Any flaw revealed or any clue exposed could cause a huge sensation and impact.

Therefore, he has been feeling uneasy ever since he got on the boat.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "We're already on our way back home, where are they going to find us? Besides, if you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door. What do you have to worry about?"

Li Fei smiled bitterly: "That's true, but what if..."

Before he could finish his words, Lao Hui interrupted him by slapping him on the shoulder: "Li Fei, if you don't change your personality, it will limit your room for advancement and the height of your future achievements."

"It's all over, what else is there to think about? Isn't it the same as a man who cheats on you, comes back regretting it, and then cheats on you again?"

"..."

Li Fei's eyes twitched. What kind of metaphor is this?

Lao Hui continued, "People, especially men, must live freely. Look at Qin Feng. He has no psychological burden at all. He's like he's on vacation, even drinking several bottles of beer."

"If you have nothing to do, learn from others and gain their experience. Don't be so serious and old-fashioned..."

"Hahaha, I'll just take it as a compliment." Qin Feng laughed, very free and easy.

Looking at the heartless looks of these two people, Li Fei shook his head helplessly.

Even though he knows that he is doing the right thing, he still feels depressed, confused and anxious because of his job identity.

If possible, he actually hopes to seek a fair and just way to seek justice for our soldiers who were killed or seriously injured in the assassination.

But the world is in chaos, and no one will uphold justice for you except yourself.

In the eyes of the beacon of civilization, they can beat you, but you cannot have emotions. Having emotions means spreading negative energy.

They can bully you unscrupulously, but you must never fight back. Fighting back is excessive self-defense.

Li Fei also picked up a bottle of beer, put it on his mouth and took a sip, looking at the horizon in the distance.

Maybe, my heart is not strong enough, maybe I need more experience.

After drinking and smoking, the three of them returned to a lounge below deck.

In the lounge, a dozen or so overseas Chinese were lying or lying on their backs, drowsy.

These are the overseas Chinese who got lost during the evacuation operation.

Now, all of them have been found without a single one left.

......

At the same time, in a small meeting room at the domestic military headquarters.

Viper is reporting the mission status to several old men.

After hearing this, the old men laughed so hard that their dentures almost flew out.

One of them, a white-haired old man with the highest position, pointed at the venomous snake and praised it generously.

"Mu Feiyang, you've really brought out a good disciple this time!"

"Qin Feng, tsk tsk, I really like this guy's style of doing things. I'm planning to formally include him in the succession plan. What do you think?"

Viper stood at attention and saluted: "Commander, I obey your command and follow your instructions!"