Chapter 13 Thunder

Jasmine doesn't mean to be desperate, so it won't hurt any muscles and bones if you allocate a group of people to let old Feng Ke squander it. The only thing Claude was worried about was that if the three bitches in Matsuba Village were not as reckless as he thought, the result would be a headache. Although this is very possible, the resourceful Claude firmly believes that with the background of the Fengke family, how can he not count the three barbarians?

Well, many people will understand the old man's thoughts. Even the internal discord will soon be unified. The only reassuring thing is the damn real villain Bruce. Wayne. However, the main store of the thorny bird suffered a sudden attack. The old man Pete, who planned all this, did not let anyone retaliate, but made Bruce. Wayne hated it so much that they did to jasmine, and the Wayne family also had no evidence.

"Quinn."

Black Jack's boss Jack. Black called his mate.

"What's the matter? "Head."

Quin. Jeros was tearing a chicken leg and raising his legs there without vigilance, while Jack was holding a mansion newspaper in his hand, and the words on it made Black Jack frown. "Quinn, just... The old man Cole may come to Tamsalu.

"Who?" Black Queen Quinn. Jeros didn't react at first, but still chewed there. Suddenly, he seemed to choked and beat his chest hard to let the chicken swallow into the esophagus. Just, just. Cole?!! What did that old man do when he died in Tamsalu?!!"

"Is there going to be a war?"

Quin. Jeros was so tough in the past, but at this time, he was only one name, a little scared, his face was pale, and he was not like the second brother of the largest mercenary regiment in Tamsalu. But in any case, Black Jack's face may not be much better.

"Maybe it's really going to be a war." Jack sighed and muttered to himself, "President of the Eastern Mercenary Federation, Sky Knight Gang. Cole. This old guy is haunted. Now he is emerging in Estonia. What is it for? Black Jack looked a little worried. After thinking for a while, he said to his deputy, "Quinn, take someone to Liepaya as soon as possible and report to the headquarters. What might Cole do?"

"Davil, that old man is much more difficult to deal with than the king of Estonia." Quinn. Jeros curled his lips and said, "I hate Latinos. I fucking like to make trouble."

But Quinn. Jeros walked very fast. When he got to the door, he seemed to think of something. He turned around and said, "Head, there has been a constant conflict between jasmine and the thorny bird recently. Should we give them a break?"

"I'll deal with it. You'd better inform the headquarters as soon as possible." Jack frowned and said.

After Quinn left, Black Jack's boss frowned and thought about another question: "What's the matter with these three guys from Mustaway?"

Looking at the reward order on the wall, the boss of Black Jack is a little irritable. He hates that inexplicable people come to Tamsalu to make trouble, but he also knows very well that if he accidentally makes some super tough guys lively, in case the power behind him is terrible, there is really no place to die.

"I don't even pay attention to the Count of Carpathians. Is this Nile a high nobleman across the sea? Or is he really a flying knight? This made Black Jack a little worried. He vaguely felt that this Nileman was not as simple as he seemed. Despite the rumors of being exaggerated that night, he believed that his men would not deceive people.

Jack. Black believes that even the fastest knife square ten who is the best at killing among Black Jacks, Guest Dawn. Reed, it is absolutely impossible to have that kind of ability. Bruce. Although Wayne's servant and lackey may not be as strong as a professional mercenary, he is definitely an extremely tricky character. He is killed like a vegetable cut, Jack. Brak believes that he can't do it, and he also believes that no one will do it in most places in Tamsalu.

Warriors are not magicians, and it is impossible to kill people so conveniently.

I thought of Bruce. Wayne's trick, Jack. Brake was happy and said to himself: That boy is still a little too young.

In a few hours, the bosses of Tamsalu's mercenary regiments entered the Black Jack's hall surrounded, surrounded by strong and tall guards. The regimental commanders looked bad and looked like a tall stinky fart. The two regimental commanders, who usually had some contradictions and conflicts, stared at each other. He hummed, found a seat and sat down, and waited for Black Jack's boss to come over.

This time, the purpose of the bosses is very simple, that is, how to allocate the territory of the two streets in the north of the city. Although many people like this place, no one dares to do it first. No matter how stupid they are, they know that good hunters will only do it when their prey is exhausted.

But everyone wants to be a hunter, so who will do the prey?

So we have to sit down and negotiate how to distribute the benefits.

Jack. Brac entered the hall with a normal face. This lion-like regimental commander can be said to be the most powerful person in Tamsalu. Although no one knows whether he will still sit in that position next year, at least for now, he is still the boss of the rotating urban defense mercenary regiment.

"I said, Chief Jack, I don't know if you have heard of a new killer recently?" The speaker was a regimental leader wandering in the south of the city. His men were just killed yesterday. He was a fat man. And there is no doubt that the person who killed his men was sloppy.

"Hahahaha, are we still afraid of a little killer?"

The sarcasm came, and for a moment, the sound of the sword coming out of its sheath came one after another. The curses and the sound of slapping the table rumbled, which made the regimental commanders very excited, and Jack frowned.

Black Jack's boss opened his mouth and said, "Guys, if you think it's interesting to quarrel, I don't mind hosting a fight."

An understated sentence suddenly quieted the whole hall. Those guys looked in admiration and awe, and the prestige of Commander Jack was like thunder.

However, these regimental leaders have never been able to unify their opinions, which makes Ma Hu enter the north of the city with a group of thugs as if he had entered his own backyard, as if he had entered no man's land.

Brad, the head of the rattlesnake mercenary regiment. When Wal-Mart found that the disaster was coming, a group of weapons-witighting Vikings and Tauren surrounded the rattlesnake's stronghold into buckets. Then Norton and Sahley held battle axes and war hammers and lay down all the miscellaneous fish inside. Three minutes later, Brad. Wal-Mart was stuck in the throat by Boss Ma and whispered gloomyly next to Brad's ear, "Do you know who I am? I killed your two powerful men. Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

While crushing Brad's throat bones, the remnants of rattlesnakes fleeing around were killed one by one by the peripheral jasmine members. The two streets in the north of the city became a battleground. The pedestrians on the streets suffered one by one. The vendors couldn't believe that the rattlesnake servants How could such a strong mercenary regiment be destroyed like this? But the fierce fight soon made the eyeliners of the major mercenary regiments placed here report the situation.

Although the scene was hot, Boss Ma was very clear that these miscellaneous fish were not good opponents at all. Originally, the nearby city defense mercenary team wanted to stop them, but when they saw a group of heavily armed taurds rushing towards them with red eyes, these guys immediately fled everywhere.

Most of the nearby residents hid in the house and did not dare to come out for a long time. In the originally noisy and complicated streets, only the hands of the three cheap men of Mustave wandered there for a while, and most of the members of the rattlesnake were killed. Some surrendered guys were tied to the corner and blocked in the lane until the matter was solved. Xu was released.

Thirty minutes later, a flag rose over the stronghold of the original rattlesnake. This was a tiger with two wings, biting a long sword in its mouth, the left front paw stepped on the shield, the right front paw grasped the tomahawk, and the tail also curled a war hammer, which was very majestic.

This flag with a black map on a red background was made by Boss Ma. Such a majestic flag soon made the residents around him see it.

And Sahili led a team of Vikings out and shouted, "From now on, the Black Tiger Mercenary Corps will take over! The rattlesnake mercenary regiment has been destroyed by us!"

This tone and style, with the strong style of the northern army, is not as trivial and lazy as the mercenaries in the market. The Vikings asked Shahili with some respect, "Shazu, aren't you afraid of Jack? Brac's sanctions?"

Sahili snorted coldly and said, "In fact, we don't need to be afraid."

Although the Vikings did not understand why Sahili dared to speak like this, when the major mercenary regiments were still arguing about how to distribute benefits, their men panicked and said to them, "Someone robbed the land of the rattlesnake!"

"Who did it!"

"Who is so bold!"

Despite the endless curses and roars, these bosses were very happy. They finally waited for the first bird, and finally someone was unwilling to be a hunter. But when everyone understood it, they were stunned that it was not done by anyone here!

So, who did it?

Soon, when the guys came to the hall of the Black Jack Mercenary Regiment with the name of the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment, many bosses first got angry and cursed, and then turned their eyes and threw the problem to Jack. Brack, everyone asked Jack as if shirking their responsibilities, "Jack, won't you inform us that there is a new mercenary regiment stationed in Tamsalu? Do you really think you can cover the sky in Tamsalu?

The leaders of the mercenary regiment are very happy to see Black Jack collapse. Although this is impossible, let Jack. Black felt uncomfortable, but it was also the bad taste of many bosses.

"Well, let's see what kind of guy dares to provoke us."

Black Jack's boss finally spoke, and the whole thing became interesting. The bosses smiled and just wanted to see Jack. Black's embarrassment.