Battlefield Contractor

"I won!" Sergey put down the playing cards in his hand, made a gesture to several people at the table, and threw down a few banknotes, "I invite you for today's wine."

"I want to go if I win!" A fierce-looking man glared at him.

"I don't want to leave either. It's a pity that this lady can't wait to take me to her room. I can't make everyone satisfied, but I still satisfy her first, and then I will satisfy you." Sergey laughed unscrupulously. , While hugging the woman and turned and left.

The moment he turned, Sergey felt something against him at his waist. He didn't need to bow his head to know that it was a gun.

"Do we have to do this?" Sergey said smoothly. "Actually, I prefer gentle women. But occasionally women are also very cute when they take the initiative..."

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me." The woman said coldly.

"A lady like you can make a man follow you with your eyes. It's not practical to draw a gun." Sergey didn't care that the woman pointed the gun at her, but reached out to hold her tighter.

"What do you want to do?" the woman lowered her voice.

"We are too far away, and your gun will be exposed. Hold it tightly and you can cover it." Sergei smiled. "where are we going?"

"Go to the right, in the car over there." The woman said coldly.

"In the car? Some things are not convenient in the car. After all, the space is too small for me to display." Sergey grinned.

The woman didn't speak, she held Sergey with her hand, and put her gun against Sergey's ribs with the other hand under the cover of her arm.

After arriving at the place, two black men got off the car immediately, opened the door and motioned for them to enter.

"God, I didn't expect you to have such a big appetite. You like to find three at the same time." Sergey said shamelessly.

"Shut up." The woman pushed him into the black business car.

As soon as Sergey arrived in the car, he found himself surrounded by groups. There was also a man in the car who pointed a gun at him. The two men outside did not get into the car. They should be on guard outside the car.

"Well, it looks like you don't want to do something with me. Otherwise, you don't need to bring so many people here." Sergey sighed, "I regret it now and shouldn't leave the game."

"It's too late to regret now." The woman sat in front of him.

"Are you trying to rob? If you want to rob, you really should let me win two more." Sergey shook his head, stunned with alcohol.

The man in the car punched Sergey in the face. Sergey just turned his head slightly to avoid his fist, and at the same time quickly pulled out something and aimed it at the man's face. .

The man thought it was a gun at first, but he was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing it clearly, he realized that Sergey was just a lighter in his hand. When it was about to happen, Sergey lit the lighter with a "pop".

The flame from his lighter was half a foot long, and instantly burned the man's face. He screamed and rushed out of the car.

"You!" The woman immediately held the gun against Sergey, "Don't move."

"You can't help me if I move. Because I know you can't do anything to me. You don't want my life." Sergey grinned and grabbed the woman's pistol, and hugged her backhand. On my body, "Baby, didn't you just take the initiative?!"

The woman struggled desperately, but she couldn't get away.

At this time the car door finally opened, and two cold guns were placed on Sergey's head. At the same time a person got in the car, "Mr. Sergey, we have to talk."

"You should come and talk to me earlier, so why embarrass other people." Sergey let go of the woman mockingly and pushed her out of the car. "Well, now the preparation is over, let's talk about the topic, what do you want?"

"I know who you are. I also know that you are a mercenary and are being hired to protect a group of officials of the People's Front of Western Sahara." The man lowered his voice, "But do you know who I am?"

"I care who you are?" Sergey shook his head.

"I am specifically responsible for killing people. In fact, the nature of my job is a bit similar to yours, except that you are hired as a protector and I am hired to kill. So I think we can understand each other very well. Redick Bow Well, it's nice to meet you." The man slowly turned his face away.

This person looks ordinary, but he doesn't look like a local. The locals rarely have this light-colored hair.

"Redick Ball? That professional killer, I've heard about you." Sergey smiled, "However, I heard that you are only active in Europe, so why did you come here?"

"I'm really only active in Europe, but if the price is right, I don't mind a business trip." Redick Bauer smiled at Sergey, "But you guys, you really found me a great deal. trouble.

I heard before that these people from the People’s Front of Western Sahara have found a Russian military company to provide protection. But I didn't expect you to be so difficult.

We spent almost a whole week, and my people have done various investigations. Still can't feel the law of your security actions at all. So there is no way, we can only take the risk and invite you over. "

"You have made it very clear just now that you are a murderer and I am a protector. It is no use if you find me. Because the protection of those Western Saharans is a team. I am only one of them. That's it.

If you catch me, someone else will take my place. So catching me is of no use to you. Sergey shook his head.

"Not necessarily. As far as I know, you are one of their core members. You should probably know all the security plans, tell me everything you know, and I will let you leave alive." Redick Bauer said coldly. .

"You want me to betray the company? My life is not so valuable. Your bid is too low. At such a low price, no one will help you." Sergey mocked, "I will not betray even if I die. Corporate. Unless..."

Redick Bauer's face changed slightly, but Sergey's second half of the sentence made him relax a little bit, "Unless your price meets my expectations."

"You want to sell me information?" Redick Ball frowned.

"I have two conditions. If we can agree, we will continue to talk. If you don't agree, then just deal with me casually. Even if you beat me to death, I won't say a word." Sergey Smiled.

"What conditions?" Redick Ball couldn't help frowning.