Free Soldier King Mixed Country

Dimanya was still in the room, waiting for news of support. Logically speaking, those people should have arrived soon.

Once he is killed by someone, the result is not a good thing for them, he firmly believes that support will come.

Time is the key. You just need to delay time. When the support arrives, it will be the death date of those Chinese people.

drop……

A bell rang and someone wanted to come in. Dimanya turned from the window and walked to the door.

After opening the image, he saw the figure that appeared, and he was a little dumbfounded for a while, or he did not expect that this person would come here.

"It's you! Why did you come here?"

The person standing outside the door, dressed in suits and leather shoes, stood straight there, smiling slightly.

"Of course I am here to support you. You and I have a common enemy. This is still very certain."

"I really didn't expect that you would come to support me personally. This makes me very touched. It seems that the person you arranged has already come?"

Dimanya went to open the door, and the people outside were taken aback, but he returned to normal in an instant, he said with a smile.

"That's natural, you didn't hear it, have the gunshots stopped?"

"It's still your people who are reliable. Don't look at the number of people I raise. Most of them are **** and they are not useful at critical moments.

The door was opened at the moment, and Dimanya had a hint of suspicion when he looked at nothing but Jock in front of him.

"Where are the people I arranged here? Where did they go?"

Only Jock stood here alone. It seemed that the situation was somewhat different from what was expected, but Jock's explanation dispelled Dimanya's suspicion.

"Since it's mine, they don't need to stay here, they are all guarding outside now."

"It turns out that this is the case. Since you have come to me, then come in. This time I have solved those Chinese people. I must thank you well."

Successfully entered Dimanya's room, Jock walked towards the sofa, and Dimanya walked to the wine cabinet.

As long as this person appears, he feels that he can sit back and relax, so he plans to open a bottle of wine, and taste the wine here while waiting for the final result.

It happened that the gunfire stopped at this time, everything was so perfect, Dimanya brought two red wine glasses and put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"I originally thought that you wouldn't help me this time, but you came here in person. The Chinese people outside, but planned to kill me."

"It's not that simple if they want to kill you. Your current life and death affects too many interests. Those Chinese people will inevitably return without success."

"Do you think so too?"

Dimanya opened a bottle of brandy and said to Jock here, Jock leaning back on the sofa, looking strategizing.

It was like everything was within his calculations. I don't know why. After hearing what Jock said, Dimanya was very confident.

"Of course, you are my friend, how could I lie to my friend."

"I believe in your strength and the killers you cultivated under your hands are not dry food. I believe this time, we can also get rid of our common enemy."

Dimanya put down his guard, and was waiting here with Jock while tasting the wine, everything seemed so normal.

The gunfire stopped for a while, and then it rang again. Jock sat on the sofa steadily. Since Jock dared to come here, it showed Jock had confidence.

As long as Jock is okay, Dimanya will be able to survive this danger smoothly. After a while, Jock asked here.

"Your Dimanya is really courageous enough to dare to do business in China."

"Hehe, what's the matter? As long as I pay enough money, my business can go anywhere."

Dimanya shook his wine glass. In his eyes, only money was the most important thing. With sufficient money, he dared to do anything.

Jock's eyes rolled, he seemed to be just talking with Dimanya, an ordinary chat, at this time he asked Dimanya.

"I'm really curious. Who in China dares to have such courage? China has always cracked down on this kind of business."

"You should be aware of the rules. We have never disclosed customer information to the outside world."

"Oh... I almost forgot about this. Don't mind that I was just purely curious."

Dimanya's secrecy is relative to people. The Jock in front of him does not need to follow the rules. He can tell Jock.

"Well my friend, since you are curious about this, I can tell you that China has indeed cracked down hard, but there are always some people who will take risks."

"Oh? If you don't mind, introduce this person to me and maybe I will consider the China market in the future."

"You should really think about it this way. Huaxia is a huge market with countless wealth and profits. People like you will definitely be impressed."

Jock saw Dimanya put down the glass, and his expression was a little serious at this time, and he said to Jock here.

"Regarding this buyer in China, they are very cautious and did not reveal their specific information. I just know that they seem to be very powerful over there."

"It doesn't sound like a one-person business."

"It's true, what are they called the Youth Gang, I remember these, I used to say to you, right?"

Dimanya said that at this moment, Dimanya suddenly woke up, and he looked at Jock in front of him.

Jock is thinking about what he said. Although everything is so perfect, there are always some flaws in perfection.

The Jock he knows has always been wearing a ring on his middle finger. There are rumors that he has worn this ring for more than ten years and has never taken it off.

Such an important detail was not noticed by Dimanya until this moment. Because of the appearance of Jock, Dimanya caught the straw for life-saving.

"Jock, you are very strange today."

Jock looked at Dimanya now and responded.

"What's weird?"

"Did you not wear your wolf head ring? You always wear that ring on your finger."

"Oh... I was anxious to go out, so I forgot about it."

Almost as soon as Jock answered, Dimanya drew a pistol from the coffee table, and pointed the muzzle at Jock in front of him.

The air suddenly solidified, and the expression on Jock's face froze. He stared at Dimanya, who spoke at this moment.

"Although your disguise is perfect, almost exactly the same as Jock, you are not him after all, and the fake is fake. You will always show flaws."