Ike, the leader of the Bobcat Mercenary Group, saw Bazashi's legs shattering, and Li's face was filled with anger of killing, and shouted angrily: "Does the devil really want to rebel? Come on, gather the team for me."

"Captain, leader, those people are very terrifying. I'm afraid that our bobcats are not their opponents, so why not let the alliance attack." A mercenary who followed Bazashi was very worried. At this moment, his mind was still recalling the demon-like expression of the iron pillar, and his body was still trembling.

As the leader of the group, Ike was certainly not a reckless man. He asked about the story very carefully. In fact, Bazashi's incident was arranged by him. The devil mercenary team was closest to the Bobcat, so every move they made the Bobcat show, not to mention that the high salary and attraction to the personnel made the Bobcat retreat for a long time.

In order to suppress the devil, he gave the devil a kind of suppression in the name of the alliance, but unexpectedly, the devil did not give him any face. Not only did he not take him seriously, but he also regarded the alliance as nothing.

After kicking his beard, Ike took a deep breath. He was a smart man. After listening to his subordinates' description, he knew about it. Then he took a breath of air conditioning, his eyes turned like a mouse, and there was a gloomy breath.

Since the devil is looking for death, don’t blame him for being ruthless. Don’t these old ghosts in the alliance think that the profits are too low recently, so he will find something for them to do!

In the devil mercenary camp, no one seemed to be worried except for tanks. In Cao Zhehua's view, the punishment for Bazashi was the beginning of a provocation. He needed an excuse to establish his authority for the devil.

He can't stay here all the time. Some things need to be decided, and the bobcat is just the beginning. Cao Zhehua's goal is not the bobcat. The little bobcat has not seen it yet, but this goal. He did not tell the tank, otherwise this man would have insomnia every night.

If a devil mercenary wants to gain a foothold here, he must at least have the strength to compete with the three major mercenary groups. Otherwise, if he wants to expand according to his own ideas, it would be just empty talk.

Money and power must be balanced.

However, Li Qiangbing and Tiezhu have followed him for so long, and seem to have understood the intention, otherwise they would not have taken such a ruthless move against Bazaxi.

And for the captains of the two warlike magic weapons teams, they really long for this kind of killing.

This change in aura made the tank more stringent in training. Cao Zhehua put pressure on him, and he also hoped that these mercenaries could become successful overnight. It was useful.

In addition to Cao Zhehua, all the Divine Soldiers teams have joined the training, setting an example for these new recruits, and also making their enthusiasm for training high. At this moment, many people have abandoned the hard work of living and regarded strengthening themselves as their goal.

In three consecutive days, the number of people recruited had exceeded 3,000, and the mercenary camp became a little lively. Ruth and the Phantom were undoubtedly the most eye-catching. The special mercenary uniforms were slightly extraordinarily bright. In the team of thousands, it was a different scenery.

And being entangled by Ruth, Cao Zhehua also served them as free coaches for several days. Although they were not all beauties, among the hundreds of female soldiers, they were still a little good. The enthusiasm was really unbearable. In order to learn more skills, Ruth suggested that he used all the means.

It is useless to be soft and hard to act coquettishly and act coquettishly. They also realized the strength of this man that night and were deeply worshipping. If it weren't for Ruth, many people would probably have thought of sneaking to Cao Zhehua's bed.

The hot atmosphere could not subdue the undercurrent clouds. Something happened to happen on this day. The three mercenaries took advantage of their spare time to buy food for their families with their fresh salary. They were uniformed by the Western Union. They surrounded them on the spot, broke the three of them and threw them to the door of the barracks.

The tank's face turned green, these ignorant things were really too bullying. Cao Zhehua just ordered to do his best to treat the three people, and then issued a cold final disc: three days later, if these people did not go to the Devil's Camp to apologize, all the consequences would be borne by the Western Alliance.

Three days, only three days.

When the Western League received this dial, it was like seeing a fool, who tore the announcement to pieces on the spot. An old man who had even his beard was white, angrily slapped the table and said disdainfully: "God will punish such arrogant people. I will occupy three levels of all the results."

The war has not yet begun, and these people are already distributing their profits.

There are eleven Western Alliance in Beats City, but the old man's Dece Mercenary Camp is the most powerful, so he asked for one-third at once.

Ike just sneered, but did not object. He already knew the power of the devil. At this moment, he just wanted to use these people who were fighting for wealth as a knife. As for profit, it would be better to distribute it when they fought for both sides!

Although the devil was divided into third-level mercenaries, he knew very well that their strength was not weaker than any of the companies here at this moment. Which one would take action first, which one would be unlucky first.

He won't be the one who is unlucky first.

"Count Dece, should we discuss first when facing the devil's attacks, they seem to be easy to mess with." Ike reminded carefully.

Dece was this old man, and he didn't know where to buy the title of Earl. Every time someone called him, he would ask to add the Earl after the name, otherwise he would not think about it.

In fact, he is just the son of a prostitute, and everyone knows this, but holding this title that can be bought with money is to satisfy his inner inferiority complex.

"Our Dece Mercenary Group is not afraid of the devil's attack. If Captain Ike feels scared, he can retreat." Unexpectedly, his kindness became a manifestation of cowardice and the proclaimed old man.

But Ike was not angry, but instead smiled carefully and said, "That's right, that's right, the devil is nothing compared to Dece. This time, it's up to Count Dece."

I will hold him high and only when he falls down will I know what pain is.

Ike actually despised these people very much. He originally sat together just to discuss dealing with the devil, but he did not expect that these short-sighted people were just staring at the small profit.

Since that's the case, he doesn't have to say more, and in three days, everything will naturally be clear.

It has been three days since Cao Zhehua received the message that was disdain and contempt of the Western Alliance of Biz City. Even the content of the conference negotiations had been placed in front of him without missing a word.

Tanks have been here for decades, so it is not too difficult to buy some informants.

"Since this Earl, who likes money so much, let's give him more!"

To fight the snake and hit seven inches, the best way to establish a Western Alliance is of course to deal with the Dais Mercenary Group, and Cao Zhehua really doesn't like this old man.

His is too strong.

The Dece Mercenary Group has about seven or eight thousand people, but its training is very bad. It can only win by number of people in the Western Conference. In terms of combat power, he may not be able to compare with the Bobcats, but even so, this old man is still arrogant, as if the West is his world.

At this moment, what Cao Zhehua needed arrived.

Langya personally sent a large number of arms to Biz City. Along the way, he opened up many joints and used all means. Of course, he also killed many people. The hundreds of gangs who were traveling with him also killed and injured a lot. Once, he even had contact with the government troops of a certain country and fought hard.

However, when Cao Zhehua saw him, the murderous intent on Langya had not yet dissipated. He looked like a fierce look and looked very arrogant. He had the latest pistol on his waist, and he was arrogant and arrogant.

But it was precisely because of this that no one in Biz City dared to approach him, which was a bluff.

"Fuck, you are Guang, let me touch it well." When I saw Cao Zhehua's first glance, Langya almost scared her big teeth. Is this gentle young man the same as the cold and frosty light that the whole world owes him money?

Cao Zhehua pushed away his hand and said coldly: "Stop making trouble, it's so difficult that you have to let me tell you what happened to your butt?"

The wolf's face turned pale and he stared at Cao Zhehua and said, "I want to duel with you. You guy said that I will not mention this matter again."

When Wolf Teeth was at its worst, he was shot by a drug lord on his butt. Although he didn't die, he was lying for three months. It was a very common thing for him to be shot, but his butt blossomed, which made him very unfamous.
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