Chapter 233 Apologize, or die!

"Sage!" While Wu Xian was still thinking about his lifelong event, he patted Wu Xian on the shoulder with one hand. Wu Xian almost shot the gun, but after hearing the familiar voice, he stopped his desire to draw the gun.

"What's wrong, ghost face?" Wu Xian whispered that there were still a few good mercenaries talking loudly about the bitch on the street not far away, so Wu Xian had to be careful. Although several people knew his identity, it was only limited to his group of people to know that Wu Xian still had to keep a low profile for others.

"Xian..." When the ghost face heard Wu Xian speak so carefully, he also realized something, but he still failed to change his words in time.

"Let's go! Go to a quieter place to talk. After saying this, the ghost face took the lead in walking, and Wu Xian followed the ghost face silently like a transformation warrior.

When the ghost face passed in front of several mercenaries, even if the ghost face was put on a cloak, the concave and convex figure was still difficult to hide. Several mercenaries immediately whistled when they saw the devil's figure, and at the same time, they also leaned in the direction of Wu Xian and the ghost face.

"Dong Dong." A shuttle bullet swept at the feet of several people, and a row of bullet holes were imprinted in front of several people. The dust splashed by the bullets added another layer of dust on several mercenaries who were not very clean.

"Fuck! Looking for death!"

"This bitch is looking for death!"

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For a moment, several mercenaries took out their pistols, and all kinds of dirty words popped out of their mouths. When Wu Xian saw this situation, he smiled helplessly. Why are the women around him so strong now?

Wu Xian thought so, but his men were not ambiguous and took out his own Glock 17 with his right hand. However, when Wu Xian took out his pistol, the mercenaries opposite smiled and pointed to Wu Xian with an exaggerated smile on his face.

"Is there no one like this? A cripple was also brought into battle, haha..."

But several people were just about to laugh, but they couldn't laugh. Some red dots appeared in their vital parts. The ghost face held her MP5 in one hand and said coldly, "Throw all the guns to me."

People were pointed at the critical area with guns, and several mercenaries threw the guns on the ground very cooperatively. It was not allowed to kill people casually here, so although several people were pointed at them, they were not afraid of being shot.

When the ghost saw that several people were very cooperative, Wu Xian unexpectedly lifted the cloak on his head. A face full of cross-scars appeared in front of everyone, but this face smiled at everyone.

Do you know how it feels? Fear? No, fear can't mean anything anymore. It feels like you are going to see the mummy, but the mummy suddenly says hello to you and invites you to eat excrement. Disgusting, pure nausea!

How Wu Xian doesn't want to see the ghost face, even the judge mask on his face may be a little weaker than the ghost face.

But Wu Xian is a child who is good at discovering beauty. He stares at the beauty of the small area at the corners of the ghost's mouth and does not watch the beauty of other places in the ghost's face.

When several mercenaries saw the ghost face, they clearly understood who they were flirting with, and suddenly their faces turned pale. It's not good to flirt with anyone. You have to find such a fierce god. No, this is simply a demon who can contraception.

"Do you know who I am?" The ghost asked coldly.

Several mercenaries nodded quickly, and even Wu Xian wanted to nod. The ghost looked at the quail-like men in front of him and was very disappointed. He didn't even have the intention to resist. It was so disappointing. I'm in a good mood today. In order not to let you affect my mood, each of you just need to slap a hundred times. Remember to use all your strength, otherwise it will be a question whether you can get out of this country alive.

Hearing the threatening words of the ghost face, everyone slapped themselves in the face for fear that they would lighten their strength, and the fierce god in front of them would kill people regardless of the rules here. Although there are rules here, the rules are set by people. As long as you have money and have *, the rules can be changed for you. The rules are only for the weak. Among the mercenaries, there is only the law of the jungle, and there is absolutely no mercy and sympathy.

Looking at these mercenaries who were struggling to slap him in the face, Wu Xian shook his head feebly. Sometimes his dignity was so humble when his life was threatened.

Wu Xian quietly followed the ghost face and didn't say a word. Wu Xian only knew that the two had gone far, but he could still hear the crackling sound behind him.

The two found a shaded place and sat quietly until lunch.

The ghost face was still walking in front, and Wu Xian followed silently. After entering the canteen in the barracks, Wu Xian slightly shrugged his nose. Only the fragrance of this food made Wu Xian satisfied.

However, when Wu Xian walked past a person's dining table, he vomited violently and the dirty vomit splashed on the mercenary who was enjoying lunch.

The mercenary stood up flushed as soon as he saw these vomits on his body. It was very unpleasant to be disturbed to eat lunch, and inexplicably splashed with vomit, and I felt that I had the damn coquettishness of this yellow monkey.

"Are you a fucking stupid pig? Didn't you see me eating? It's not good for you to vomit. You have to vomit here and fucking splash me all over. I see you're impatient. I won't help you break a few bones today. You really don't know who I am."

Seeing that they could watch a free performance at this meal, all the people who ate in the canteen shouted loudly, and even the soldiers who were ready to come to maintain order stopped. For this small friction, the soldiers in the barracks take a careless attitude. After all, there are too many contradictory mercenaries here. As long as there is nothing important, the soldiers will turn a blind eye. Who will miss a good show!

Feel the shouts of the mercenaries. The big mercenary suddenly took off his clothes and showed his strong muscles in front of people. In contrast, Wu Xian's small body was a little pitiful. So most of the mercenaries whistled at Wu Xian and put his right thumb down.

But when the big mercenary was happiest, something unexpected happened. Wu Xian took out a pistol and pointed it at the big mercenary and spit out two words coldly: "Apologize!"

Seeing Wu Xian like this, all the mercenaries with guns pointed their guns at Wu Xian. After all, mercenaries also have the law of mercenaries.

With a bang, a lamp was broken, and everyone put away their guns. After all, this is not their own territory.

"If you had bit a man to death with your mouth and ate his neck into your stomach two days ago, I think you would have been a little ** for the bloody meat." A cold word came out after the sound of gunfire, which made the soldiers who were ready to go up to stop Wu Xian stop. One of the leading officers swallowed his words and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After hearing the ghost face say this, all the mercenaries changed their eyes at Wu Xian. Many of them have done this to bite a person with their mouth, but few people dare to bite a person's neck and swallow it into their stomach.

When the big mercenary heard Wu Xian's glorious deeds, his face turned a little white. When he saw Wu Xian staring at him, his mouth trembled up and down, as if he wanted to say something.

Wu Xian just vomited and saw the medium-cooked beef with blood on the table. He inserted it with a saber, threw it into his mouth and chewed fiercely, suppressing the desire to roll and vomit in his abdomen. Blood appeared along the corners of Wu Xian's mouth, making Wu Xian, wearing a judge's mask, feel no different from a cannibal demon.

"Apologize, otherwise, die!"

No one dared to doubt the authenticity of what Wu Xian said. Everyone looked at the tall mercenary with a look of watching the play. Mercenaries are bloodthirsty, and only blood can arouse their **.

And Wu Xian, wearing a mask, made their blood boil. They were all waiting for Wu Xian to blow the head of the tall mercenary with a gun.

The tall mercenary's feet suddenly softened, knelt in front of Wu Xian, kowtowed his head with a crying voice, and kept saying "I'm sorry!", but what Wu Xian liked most was to see this scene. When a whip leg passed, the whole world was quiet.