Among these people, most of them are black, a small number of them are white, and yellow people are even rare. Many of these people have scars on their faces. Occasionally, you can see muscles hiding explosive power underneath the corners of their clothes... They are ordinary people, not ordinary people, they are mercenaries!

They are active in the battlefields around the world. They are the most powerful group of ordinary people. In the eyes of many people, they are synonymous with death. Wherever they are there, wars will be set off!

However, mercenary squads usually operate in small groups, interspersed on the battlefield, fifty or sixty mercenaries gathered here. Their power is enough to start a local war. This is a terrifying force... As the most powerful ordinary people in the world... but they will not fight for humans or justice. Their purpose of fighting is very simple - money!

And now, the one who can gather these more than 60 mercenaries is naturally another man who is sitting on the sand and smiling at these men. His name is Talar Alshat.

"Your Highness the Prince is just a jewelry exhibition. Does this small hotel require so many of us?" said one of the older black men in a deep voice.

"A small jewelry exhibition, a small hotel, naturally there is no need for so many of you... You don't need to know my purpose. As long as you know, after the event is completed, each person will receive a reward of 10 million US dollars..." Taral said with a smile.

It turns out that he is a rich Saudi prince. He threw out more than 600 million US dollars so casually, and he didn't seem to take it seriously at all, just like garbage thrown out casually...

However, Talar is not concerned, but this group of mercenaries does not mean that this group of mercenaries does not care. After hearing the reward of 10 million US dollars for each person, almost everyone's eyes showed a look of greed. Even for these mercenaries fighting for money, a battle of 10 million US dollars is an extremely huge number. This is irresistible for mercenaries who have fallen into money warriors. This mission seems very simple. Such top mercenaries are entrenched in this small space, especially as if the security guards of this hotel are not that powerful, and the military power of this city is not that powerful...

"Your mission is to rob all the jewelry. Don't kill those big guys, but those who don't care will kill them... We want to make a game, a fun game. Think about it, those so-called celebrities who are above are crawling at your feet and begging for mercy, letting you give them a beg for them, and you control their lives! Hehe, hehe, hahahaha!" Taral laughed loudly.

The mercenaries below were obviously influenced by Taral and laughed out loud. No matter what they did or the consequences of doing so, they were people who threw life and death aside. As long as they had money and as long as someone could pay, they could do anything!

But among the many smiles, the older black man who spoke at the beginning revealed his solemn meaning... Although they fought for money, they were not fools... Talar was not fools either. He took out such a large amount of money and invited so many top mercenaries just for these jewelry?

"I call him the game of death!" A hint of coldness appeared in Talar's eyes, and the eyes that looked at these mercenaries seemed to be a little wrong...

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"Death Game?" Li Xin widened her eyes.
Chapter completed!