Battlefield Contractor

But Maklowski remained restrained, even though the pain of losing his finger made him tremble.

Vasily seemed very satisfied with the result. He picked Makovsky's little finger from the ground and put it into a wooden box for cigars. Then he turned around and said, "This is just a warning, because you stretched your hand too long. I think you must feel enough pain in your hand to realize this."

"Yes, sir." Maklovsky whispered, his forehead was sweaty all over, and his lips had bitten blood.

"I love you enough, and it won't be just such a price when changing anyone. Because I believe that only honest people can have loyalty." Vasily sighed.

"Yes, sir." Maklovsky seemed to replied mechanically, the pain had completely twisted his facial muscles.

"Now, go to bandage and deal with it, don't get infected. In addition... to handle the rest of the matter, you must take the initiative to interview Aladdin and release his daughter. Release enough kindness. Don't think you can deal with him anymore. .Because you can't deal with him. You will only make him more dangerous and aggressive." Vasily whispered.

"But Grand Duke, he is our most immediate danger. He is out of our control, and he knows too much." Makovsky whispered.

"Yes. Aladdin is a very annoying guy. He is like a nasty zit. You can't help but squeeze him, but in the end it will only leave yourself pain and scars, even the more you touch Her inflammation will worsen. But if you ignore him, he will still be just a pimple. Although it is embarrassing, it will not cause you to have health problems that hurt your muscles and bones. Do you know what I mean?" Xili looked at him and said.

"I understand, but I still want to make my last effort. If I can face him face to face, we have a chance to get rid of him." Makovsky whispered, "His daughter is in our hands, and he will appear. Yes. And I made all the arrangements, this time we will succeed."

"You are playing with fire. As a strategist, the most precious quality is caution rather than risk." Vasily said coldly.

"You may represent him, but you are not him. How do you know what he thinks?" Makovsky gritted his teeth. "Maybe the Grand Duke supported me in doing this."

"I told you, now I am the Grand Duke. You must act according to my words. Otherwise, the consequences are not only this." Vasily raised the wooden box in his hand, and then the black pearl held him, and the two turned and walked. Got out.

"The villain is determined." Maqlovsky whispered, "Vasily this villain is not the archduke of the secret society at all. It is just a puppet, a microphone. How dare he treat me like this!"

The white glove who had been silent in the room sighed, "Maybe you should go and bandage the wound!"

"Do you support me?" Maqlovsky turned and said, "You should hate Aladdin, he made you what you are now. So you must hope to get rid of him."

"Yes, I want to get rid of him, but I do not want me to be removed by him. So if you ask me what to do, I will tell you that I will not participate in your crazy plan. Think about it carefully, People like him. If he were not confident, would he agree to meet you?" White Glove White said. "When he meets you, he will definitely be prepared. If you want to count him through this matter, he will count him instead."

"Even you think I can't deal with him?" Makovsky frowned.

"Yes, no one can be optimistic about you in this competition." White Glove White shook his head. "Even Vasily and me. Except for yourself, this sentence is called self-righteousness."

Maklovsky whispered, "But I firmly believe that this person is the biggest threat to the secret society. I must do this to the end. I must kill him to avoid future troubles. But I need your help."

"I can't help. Actually, since I was in jail, I can see myself clearly." The white glove shook his head, "My role is not in this aspect. The person you need is not me, but mine. An old opponent."

"You mean, Baron?" Maklovsky frowned.

"Yes, he has manpower and strength. If you can get his help, then this matter will be sure." The white glove shook his head. "Although I have never liked him, I have to admit that in this respect, he Better than me."

"The Baron will not help me, because he will never risk betraying the Grand Duke." Maklovsky shook his head.

"Then you can only find someone else. Fortunately, there are a lot of mercenaries willing to do assassination missions." White Glove shrugged, "If you need, I can help you introduce a few good hands. But you have to make up your mind. I don’t think that Aladdin must be assassinated.

"I'm sure," Maklovsky whispered, "but I don't want to hire mercenaries. I plan to hire a few other people who don't have mercenary background so that we will not find them easily."

"I know a few people with very good assassination skills, and they can do things like an accident. And they are not informal mercenaries." White Glove whispered.

"Who?" Maklowski lowered his head to bandage the wound of his severed finger, and whispered, "Where is there such a person?"

White Glove groaned, "I know a few. They are all former cia agents who were once members of the CIA assassination team. They were all ordered by the U.S. government to carry out certain assassinations for Americans. Making something that looks like Unexpected deaths.

When I ran the Deyang company before, I wanted to recruit them, but then I didn’t get a deal and something happened. "

"These people you are talking about are currently there? Can you contact them?" Makovsky whispered.

"I know that one of them opened a combat training gym in the United States. This group of people often meet there. Take this card of mine, they should be polite." White Glove White took out a business card , And signed a name on it. "That's all I can help you. You have to understand, I don't want to be involved."

Maklovsky took the card. "It's a pity that you are already involved. I will go to the United States and find these people."

White Glove shook his head and said, "Good luck, I won't go there with you."

"No problem, I can do this myself. But you have to help me do another thing." Maqlovsky whispered in White Glove White's ear.