Dece was dead. Seeing his subordinates fleeing and dying, he knew that this war that had not yet begun was defeated.

When Cao Zhehua came in, Dece wore a very neat earl cotton robe, a jeweled hat that symbolized status, and a wooden stick in his hand, just like the noblest gentleman in the West, sleeping quietly in the bed.

And on his forehead, there was a gun hole, and blood was pouring on him. Even when he died, this old man still lived in this humble shadow.

What an annoying but a little pitiful old man. Is it worth it to struggle all his life just for a nihilistic social status?

This battle killed a lot of people, but it was not a good time for the Divine Soldiers team, because there was no expert in the Dece Mercenary Group and almost collapsed in one blow.

However, the benefits are quite a lot. In addition to accepting their members, they also receive all their wealth. This is why there is a secret war between the major mercenary groups. It is indeed the easiest and most direct way to fight for the war.

The devil mercenary group suddenly increased from 2,000 to 4,000.

The Provisional Government quickly sent people over and collected 30% of the profit after the victory. To put it bluntly, they only had money and nothing else.

This is a tradition and a convention. Cao Zhehua did not want to fall apart with the local government at this moment, and he had his own tanks to deal with it.

However, the training of the new mercenaries was personally supervised by Cao Zhehua. Although the contracts of these mercenaries were in his hands, they belonged to Dece before yesterday, so they did not want them to cause any trouble.

It is precisely because of his severity that more and more people passed the first level test, and the commissions also entered Jin and the power of the devil. The further increase, and those mercenaries who had just accepted the coming received received more commissions than they did before, of course there was nothing to say. This is also the blood rule of the Middle East mercenary camp. The winner is the king and the loser dies, and no one will pity him for him.

They are just poor sellers, and it is not the same to sell to anyone. As long as the price is higher, the family life can be more stable, and this is the best result.

So a few days later, the devil gradually stabilized.

But the Northwest Alliance also came to the door. They found the tank and said they wanted to form a new alliance. They also said humbly that they hoped to form an alliance with the devil.

Of course, no one believes that Des is the best example. When he is dying, no one helps in time. Allies are just an illusion. Everyone has the benefits and dangers, but whoever provokes whoever will share the burden for you. No one will share the burden for you.

Cao Zhehua only gave them a sixteen-word answer: "If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone violates me, I will offend others."

Establishing a mercenary camp in the Middle East. I really didn’t think about getting any benefits here. I just wanted to cultivate more of my own power. No matter where I am, a powerful force is the capital to survive.

Therefore, there is no preparation to invade anyone, but if someone cannot get along with the devil, then they have to accept the consequences of being killed.

In any case, the devil has become the most sensational focus in Biz City since his low profile. More people choose the devil when they join the mercenary camp.

Not only the power of the devil, but also because of their treatment.

Another 5 billion US dollars was transferred to the devil's account. Anyway, Cao Zhehua is not short of money at this moment.

However, this huge transfer of funds has already made the gold finger of Country M detect it.

When he called to inquire about the place, this time, Cao Zhehua did not hide it anymore and told him everything about the mercenary camp in Biz City.

I thought this old man would teach a few lessons, but he didn't. After listening, he said cheerfully: "Middle East, it's a good place to make money. I've been a little bored recently. I want to go over and take a look. I happened to meet you and received a lot of news from you. Now I'm very curious."

Cao Zhehua knew what this brother's so-called curiosity meant. A familiar light has now become another person, so of course he has to confirm face to face.

When he received the photo of Cao Zhehua, he thought that this kid had nothing to do and had plastic surgery. Even Ruth thought so. Besides knowing Guang, Ruth did not know his family's back, and she thought that the Cao family was his real family.

What is coming is coming. Cao Zhehua smiled and said, "Okay, if you are interested, come and have a look. Some things, I'm afraid you won't believe them if you tell you now. Let's talk about them later."

In addition to telling the brother, Ruth also needs to know that he is not as simple as plastic surgery.

An invitation to the banquet has been delivered to Cao Zhehua, and the signature is a very unfamiliar name: Mai Luo, the Spike Mercenary Group.

After killing Dece, Cao Zhehua knew that it would attract the attention of the three major mercenary groups, but he did not expect that the first person to invite him would be Mai Luo. Cao Zhehua did not know this name, but the tank's words made him know the identity of this person.

"Miro is the instructor of the Spike. It is said that among the three major mercenary groups, the number one person."

Cao Zhehua already knew that this was the master of the e-country who was once known as the Iron Blood King in the military competition. It turned out that his real name was Mailo.

What does he want to do, and demonstrate?

In the evening, a group of five people, Cao Zhehua, Tank, Li Qiangbing, Tiezhu and a whispering wolf teeth. Originally, the wolf teeth were excluded, but the bird man said that he knew many senior executives of E Country and said that most of the large number of arms were smuggled from E Country, and that the relationship was very strong.

Maybe he could help, Cao Zhehua brought him with him. Of course, it was impossible for Mai Luo's invitation to invite him to dinner. There must be many reasons behind it. At this moment, no one except Mai Luo may know, so there is one more person and one more helper.

I took a 20-kilometer jeep I bought recently, not very far. When the five people arrived at the largest capital hotel in Biz City, it was completely dark.

There was no special abnormality here, and there were no undercurrents in the air. Cao Zhehua had a powerful exploration aura and found nothing. Then he nodded and walked into the capital hotel with five people.

"A few must be the guests of the Devil Mercenary Group whom Mr. Mairo invited to come to the banquet?" A hotel manager in a suit and leather collar was guarding the front desk. When he saw five people, he rushed over and asked politely.

Cao Zhehua nodded and said, "That's right, otherwise where is Mr. Mai Luo?"

"Five, please follow me. Mr. Mairo has been waiting for a long time."

Under the guidance of this man, the five people quickly walked into the hotel's most luxurious catering department. The ability to build such a large regular hotel here shows how amazing the owner of this hotel is.

A large private room, a very burly man, about forty years old, had an irresistible coldness on his face, and there was something familiar to Cao Zhehua, loneliness and silence of a master.

This person is Miluo. Behind him, four strong men in mercenary uniforms stood, but their expressions were too cold, like an iron man made of four iron blocks, with no expression, and even breathing was long and slow. This is the characteristic of a master with the inner strength and meridians.

As soon as the five people came in, Mai Luo glanced at the five people, and then looked at Cao Zhehua alone. Some things were like the brightest pearls. No matter how they tried to hide them, they could not escape the eyes of real masters of knowledge.

"I am Maila, this must be Mr. Cao. Please don't blame me for being rude." Maila had already stood up, stretched out his hand at Cao Zhehua, and ordered the manager at the door: "My guests have arrived, and you can serve the food."

Cao Zhehua didn't feel any malice in this man, and said with a faint smile: "Mr. Mailo is so polite. I was here for the first time and should have visited you. Instead, I asked Mr. Mailo for invitation. I am really ashamed."

After some hypocritical politeness, he shook hands, and when he saw a greeting, Cao Zhehua sat down, and of course Li Qiangbing and Tiezhu also learned from the four iron blocks behind Mai Luo, and stood respectfully behind Cao Zhehua.

The dishes were served very quickly, and five or six maids appeared in turn. More than ten plates of fine delicacies had been delivered to the table. In a place like Biz City, where birds are so poor that they can't poop, the sumptuousness of the capital hotel was really beyond Cao Zhehua's expectations.

"I believe you are very strange to ask Mr. Xiao like this. Please don't misunderstand. Mei Luo has no malice. It's just that the recent battle between the Devil Mercenary Camp has been rumored. I also heard that Mr. Cao's subordinates are all first-class Chinese Kung Fu masters and are eager to do so."

The reason for yearning for Chinese Kung Fu is too rash. With Mai Luo's identity, he should not be such a person. Cao Zhehua did not express anything, but just said softly: "Mr. Mai Luo laughed and said in a small way. He dared not be called a first-class Kung Fu."
Chapter completed!