The murderous aura appeared suddenly, Cao Zhehua was waiting to move, and a light shout came from behind: "Get back!"

Ruth, who was hit by the smoke, stood up steadily and waved at the rushing men in black. The men in black had actually stopped.

"Mr. Cao, please don't be surprised. This is all Mrs. Ruth's meaning. The tank dare not stop it." I don't know when the tank had already flashed out. It turned out that this birdman was watching from the side? It was not just him, but he had a few heads poked out at the door, who were not Li Qiangbing and Tiezhu?

Ruth's actions were actually directed at the perverted Young Master Cao. Even if they wanted to take care of it, they couldn't take care of it. At first glance, it seemed that it was their housework.

Cao Zhehua retreated unhappily and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

Ruth pulled the quilt with one hand to prevent Chunguang from leaking. She had already put her arms around Cao Zhehua's arm with the other hand. She seemed to be afraid that he would be angry, but she said coquettishly: "Who told you to look down on women? I just want them to do things that others dare not do, so that we, Mr. Cao, taste the feeling of being bullied by women."

Ruth said, and said to the many men in black: "After the exercise training, we will put the mask down."

The men in black took off their covers, and they were all women. Cao Zhehua realized at this moment that these were all attack training plans made by Ruth. She actually used herself as bait. She was still at the time when men were most unsuspecting. This method was really a blessing for him to think of.

Looking at the look of admiring bells around, Cao Zhehua didn't know whether he was laughing or crying, but this kind of training actually caused him to be on the head.

"Dear, since we are in this environment, we need to be vigilant at all times. This is also a wake-up call for everyone in the Devil Mercenary Group. Even our Young Master Cao will be attacked, let alone others. This time it is a simulation. But next time it may be true, they are not as good as you. If you encounter such a sneak attack, you will definitely die."

Although Cao Zhehua felt a little unhappy, he understood that what Ruth said made sense.

"Okay, Ruth, you are so restless, and you will leave these female soldiers to you in the future. Seeing that you like sneak attacks at night, I will give you a title called Phantom!"

Seeing that Cao Zhehua was not angry, Ruth gave the female soldiers a name. She was very happy and immediately continued: "Okay. Just call it Phantom, husband, Phantom will be commanded by me in the future."

Waiting for the female soldiers to pack up and disperse, Ruth had already collapsed in Cao Zhehua's arms.

"Dear, we have not finished our work yet. Should we continue--------"

Cao Zhehua was so angry that he wanted to curse a few words, but he didn't know how to speak, so he actually targeted the target of the attack. It was really hateful.

He picked up Ruth and rushed back to the room. He couldn't beat or scold her. He had to punish her well on the bed.

Maybe she was worried. The next day, when the weather was dark, Ruth climbed up despite the fatigue of being asked at night. She said she was going to train these female soldiers in the Phantom Group, and she was preparing to teach all her assassination skills to these women. Of course, before this, she also needed to test their Zhongcheng.

Cao Zhehua was indeed a little unhappy last night, but after getting up in the morning, he called the tank to give him a chance and also conduct this kind of training. The goal can be determined. All the soldiers and instructors in the mercenary camp have a vigilance to deal with crises at any time.

This kind of training also comes with a reward and punishment system, which makes everyone interested in participating.

As soon as the announcement of the recruitment of the Devil Mercenary Camp was released, the door was surrounded by people. Although the Devil was not one of the top mercenary camps, the treatment of the admitted personnel was the best. Although he was also working hard, he could make the whole family feel safe and worry-free in terms of finance.

On the first day, after layers of assessment, the recruitment of local personnel exceeded 500, and finally handed over to tanks for review, leaving more than 480. They were all strong men who were hurt by the war. They were full of strong beliefs, and they were also to survive. Of course, some of them were to find a living allowance for their families. Being a mercenary is undoubtedly their only choice.

Whether you are willing or not, as long as you sign a contract, your life will not belong to you within this period. This is the blood rule of mercenaries, and anyone knows this clearly.

"Scatter, spread, let me spread out-------" A very arrogant howling came from the crowd. Soon, the enlisted people were squeezed away, and several mercenaries in the same costume broke in.

The tank had already stood up and met him. He knew this person, and he had dealt with him before, so he was considered an acquaintance.

"Bazashi, you come to see me so much when you have time, you are so welcome!" The tank spoke enthusiastically. This Bazashi was the deputy commander of the Bobcat, a mercenary group closest to the Devil Barracks.

Bazashi looked at Tank with disdain and sneered, "Tank, are you very kind now? Where did you find a rich man? I have built such a large piece of land and a mercenary camp. Do you still want to build a piece of land in the Middle East?"

He is still weak, and the tank needs to be a human being with his tail between his tail. Because he is unable to bear some consequences, he does not want to ruin Mr. Cao's major affairs because of his temporary aura.

"Where is, Bazashi, don't joke. I'm just providing everyone with an opportunity to live. Everyone is doing it for life. You won't have any opinions!"

Bazashi is in his forties, with a beard all over his face, wearing a mercenary outfit, and a revolver on his waist, and a big belly. I don’t know if he is scratched too much oil on weekdays.

"Stop talking nonsense. This time I came here to pass on the warning order from the headquarters of the Mercenary Alliance in the north of Biz City. You devils should remember not to violate the rules, otherwise I, Bazashi, will know you, but the gun in my hand will not know you."

A large announcement was handed to the tank. The terms on it made people laugh and laugh. They even imposed restrictions on the new mercenary group in various ways, with only one purpose, that is, to control their strength to enhance.

The most awakening one above is the control of the number of people. The Devil Mercenary Group was classified into a third-rate mercenary group. The number of people cannot exceed one thousand. I don’t know which person divides it, and what kind of standard is used.

Tank was also a little angry and asked, "Bazashi, I have been here for decades and have never heard of such an announcement. Moreover, we devils do not belong to any alliance, so there is really no need to respect the limited rules of this kind of garbage."

Power is the most respectful, and there have never been rules here. Even if there are, they will be quickly broken.

The reason why Bazashi made this thing was that he was confident and capable of suppressing the devil. He was very jealous when he saw the devil's expansion, so of course he had to do something and shake his majesty.

When Bazashi heard this, his face became a little unsightly. He looked at the tank and said bluntly: "So, are you rejecting the announcement of our alliance and ignoring our existence?"

"It's not that you ignore it, it's that you didn't see it at all. If you don't leave, or you can't see the sun tomorrow." Cao Zhehua slowly stepped out, and then he thought of finding a mercenary group to kill the chicken and respect the monkey. Now someone came to the door. Cao Zhehua's tone was very provocative, and he didn't take a look at Bazaxi from beginning to end.

"Who are you?" Bazashi's face was already a little dark, and his hand reached to the holster at his waist.

Tank seemed to have understood what Cao Zhehua meant and introduced in a deep voice: "This is the leader of our devil mercenary camp, with his surname Cao. All the affairs here are decided by him."

Bazashi shouted: "Captain Cao, this is the Middle East. If you don't know the importance of it, please let the tank tell you a good story, otherwise the devil may disappear at any time."

When Cao Zhehua heard this, his angry thoughts were fluctuating. A little grasshopper dared to come here to serve as the grand master. He was too ignorant of his ability.

"Break his legs and let him get out." As soon as Cao Zhehua said, two figures flashed rapidly. Before the people around him could see clearly, they heard a clear scream from Bazashi, a very miserable kind.

The gun had been taken out, but at this moment it was in Tiezhu's hand. Both of his legs had been broken. Originally, Cao Zhehua was only going to break one of his legs, but unexpectedly, when Li Qiangbing moved, Tiezhu moved very unhappily.

One person broke one leg, and Baba had already fallen to the ground, rolling his knees covered with blood, which was probably a shattering break, and he would never stand up again in his life.

"If you bobcats feel unconvinced, come here, I have time to play with you. Now, get out!" Tiezhu held the gun in his hand and suddenly smashed it on the table. When his hand left, the gun had been limited to the wooden board on the table. The powerful brute force had already scared everyone.
Chapter completed!