Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The two middlemen clearly explained to everyone the precautions for the end of the mission, and then it was everyone's last chance to get together. Ge Gongdao asked around. Perhaps for safety reasons, the mercenaries were not very interested in carnival. Everyone preferred simple and short celebrations. So everyone found drinks from their luggage, no matter whether there was alcohol or not, as long as they could meet the requirements of clinking glasses and cheering.

“I wish you continued success!”

Although the words were not shouted out neatly, and everyone seemed a bit clumsy when talking at once, they were by no means without a tacit understanding. This cooperation has enhanced mutual understanding. If there is a need for help with tasks in the future, everyone will definitely look for it first from acquaintances who have cooperated before.

"Have you finished celebrating? That's great, there is just work for you." Lucy and Henry walked over with smiles and gave everyone the opportunity to work overtime for free. "Cash, platinum coins, and valuable jewelry will be shipped out after being counted and sent to our two warehouses in Peicheng. If others are allowed to transport them, they will know the scale of the property here, which will be helpful to them. Keeping it secret is not good. So you have to divide into six groups and go to six locations respectively, and we will give you the means of passage."

Ge Gongdao rubbed his head with both hands, then raised it up and shook it from side to side, shouting exaggeratedly: "It's time to work! It's time to work again! Take action, deliver the things quickly, and then you can go back and have a good sleep!"

Everyone was amused by him, and then divided into groups by tossing platinum coins, each packed some belongings, and set off in six groups. Zhuang Xuteng stayed at the end. He and Lucy still had a few words to say.

"How is the progress of my brother's bodyguard commission now? I'm fine now. I want to go and have a look."

Lucy tilted her head slightly and said: "I have arranged a good manpower, which can fully meet the client's requirements. I don't recommend that you go there, for two reasons:"

"First, the people required for this commissioned mission all go there in groups, and they know each other's existence. If you go there again, they will be disrupted by your deployment, and they will think that the employer, me, or you are called mercenaries. I don't recognize their strength, so I went to get involved. The commission remuneration is fixed. Once you leave, they will get less money, and their enthusiasm will be affected, causing various problems."

"Second, what identity did you use to go there? Do you want to reveal that you are related to the client?" Lucy shook her head and said: "You'd better not appear next to your brother now. This is not only related to your personal safety, but also It is also to protect the people around you. In the mercenary industry, if other colleagues are involved, mercenaries should avoid appearing around their relatives."

Zhuang Xuteng frowned. I understand the rationale, but that doesn’t mean I can accept it emotionally.

This was probably not the first time Lucy had dealt with this kind of thing. She said, "It's not impossible for you to participate. I will arrange you as the first priority backup. If they call for support, or I know they are attacked, then I will send you over. Your identity is a warm-hearted guy who happens to be nearby and has nothing to do, and you want to lend a helping hand because we belong to the same middleman. Naike, is this arrangement okay? "

This compromise plan was not bad. Zhuang Xuteng nodded and agreed.

According to the address given by Lucy, the team of Zhuang Xuteng and Grove drove the things to the place, and then they separated with a fist bump and goodbye. He returned home, received a warm welcome from Roubao, then hugged the snow leopard, fell down on the sofa and began to sleep. He was very tired. This fatigue came from the physical and mental discomfort caused by sudden relaxation. Only a solid and comfortable sleep could recalibrate his physical and mental state.

He didn't sleep for long, just over four hours. When Zhuang Xuteng opened his eyes, Roubao was staring at him with his big, round eyeballs. "You're so good, are you waiting for me? Are you keeping silent to let me have a good rest? Haha, don't lick me with your tongue, it's too rough."

Zhuang Xuteng patted his cheeks and sat up, took off the bag of white mice on his body, and threw the body to the meat bag for disposal. Afterwards, he simply tidied up the house and then went to the bathroom to take a nice hot bath. He raised the water temperature a little higher and scalded his body to wash away all the fatigue and bloody smell. Afterwards, he sat on the sofa with a large bottle of Legion juice and turned on the TV.

Before he could find the show he wanted to watch, his phone rang with Lucy's number. Zhuang Xuteng let out a long sigh. This middleman really didn't want to give him any time to rest. What else had he arranged? To be honest, he was a little worried that something might happen to his brother, and this call asked him to go and provide support. So he answered the call before it rang for the third time.

"Nightingale and Rockbird are staying, and their relationship is temporarily under my care. The two of them made a request to me. They hope to live near you and are willing to give you three thousand euros in protection fees every month." Lucy smiled bitterly. With a voice, he said: "There is no precedent for this before. I can only ask your opinion. If you don't agree, I will reject them."

Huh, it's not just that my brother needs support. Zhuang Xuteng breathed a sigh of relief. He knew very well what the Nightingale sisters were planning, and they must ask him for massage to reduce the side effects of the shadow implant.

Do you want to agree? Zhuang Xuteng frowned and asked Sister Lucy to give him some time to think. Just looking at ability, the two sisters are fine. They can go out in the field and handle information network equipment composed of image chips on site, so there are many benefits to building a good relationship with them. However, Ge Gongdao has never expressed his attitude, which shows that he still has doubts about the two sisters. Zhuang Xuteng fully trusted Brother Dao’s intuition and experience in looking at people, so...

"Sister Lucy, if I agree, where will you place them?"

"Your building is ten floors up. The suite environment is not as good as yours, but it's no problem for two people."

Zhuang Xuteng continued to ask: "Are they here as intelligence officers, or are they mercenaries on duty?"

"Huh...I can't afford to have two more intelligence officers. They both have some ideas. They think that if they further strengthen the spying capabilities of the intelligence officers, they will be killed by the side effects in a short time. Steir equipped them with The basic implants are not good, which seriously affects their upper limit in the field of intelligence officers. They themselves requested to work as field mercenaries, and this time some implants were replaced to adapt to the future work form."

"This is a very pragmatic choice." Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said: "If they are field mercenaries, then let them come. I agree. Well, can the people below keep an eye on them? I am not afraid of fighting with them, but If it comes to Yin, there is nothing I can do.”

"Next... Oh, I understand, I'll pay attention." Lucy thought of Meteor, then sighed and said, "You are quite strange, why do you like the intelligence officer?"

"I'm not, I don't have it, and I don't understand it either." Zhuang Xuteng hurriedly said: "By the way, I looked at the past history and the spell casters in those temples like to have bodyguards who can fight with them. This may be the case for me. …”

"Maybe... you should be more careful - in fact, I don't need to talk nonsense, you understand it yourself." Lucy snorted, and then said: "I have solved one thing: living above you. Don't forget that there are One more thing: five thousand euros.”

"I don't want their money, and I don't make any promises to them. We are all mercenaries, so let's get along with each other as mercenaries!" Zhuang Xuteng said firmly: "Sister Lucy, don't forget that I already have a client. The person you protect. I won’t take on a second long-term caretaker mission until I learn the art of cloning.”

"You are smart. Don't worry, I will tell them. They have just changed their family and are not familiar with the place. It is normal for them to be a little nervous. What I mean is: you can also help persuade them and tell them not to worry. , everything takes your time. There are very few mercenaries for frontline intelligence support, and I don’t know which direction to take, and their foundation is still damaged. They must be more careful in the future. Comfort them from the perspective of mercenaries. Understand?"

"Understood."

There are two more neighbors, and I don’t know what will happen. Zhuang Xuteng hung up the phone and thought about the current situation carefully. This situation of being flanked by three intelligence officers was worrying. He was afraid that he would not be able to cope with it. He knew that his strength was in handling entrusted tasks, and his weakness was in dealing with interpersonal relationships among mercenaries. If you are not afraid of not having contact with each other until old age and death, you are afraid of being stabbed in the back.

"It's all Brother Dao's fault. He talks about his past from time to time, which almost makes me suffer from traumatic stress syndrome..." Zhuang Xuteng had an idea: "You have to tie the bell to untie the bell. Why not let Brother Dao move in? Look at him. I really like the environment here, and there are intelligence officers upstairs and downstairs, so it’s absolutely safe from prying eyes.”

Zhuang Xuteng immediately called Ge Gongdao, and the first thing he heard was "Haha, what a coincidence, I was about to call you!"

"Brother Dao, what do you want from me?"

"You say it first. You called me and answered it, so you say it first." Ge Gongdao chuckled, as if he was holding back some evil ideas.

"I'm thinking: Do I want you to move here?"

Brother Dao laughed loudly and said, "What a beautiful idea you have! I won't move in with you. What's the point of two grown men crowded into one house? My idea is to move next door to you. The environment there is good. The property management service is also worry-free. I am looking for a suitable new place that is worthy of our price."

"Well, I still have three spare bedrooms in this house, as well as two study rooms, one large and one small. You can save some money by moving in, so why not?"

"I don't live alone, there is Prince. The two of us have talked and plan to live together for a while, so I will definitely not go to your house, at most next door to you. We have agreed in advance not to use auditory enhancement indiscriminately..."

"Brother Dao, to be honest, I'm tired of listening to your noises. I've set up automatic noise reduction filtering, and I have absolutely no intention of eavesdropping. Well... you two, that's it?"

"Nothing is impossible. They are all mercenaries who do their own work. What else is there to do? Get a certificate, hold a banquet, and let both parents meet? That won't work. My identity is public, Pulin. Si Que still needs to cover his identity. Don't say anything anymore, you have already invited me, I will call Lucy right now. She likes to run real estate, and she must meet my request this time. "

Zhuang Xuteng hung up the phone and lay down comfortably on the sofa. He could feel relieved now. With Brother Dao as a neighbor, they can take care of each other no matter what happens, and it is also easy to train. That's right, I don't need such a large living area here, so I can completely free up a certain area and make it a simple training ground.

He sat up and looked around, thinking about how to clean up, until he came to the floor. "No, Meteor is downstairs. If we practice bang bang bang bang, she should feel noisy. The intelligence officer's brain implant has a heavy load, so she must have a good rest. If she is angry or uncomfortable, then It means I feel uncomfortable."

Forty-three million euros, plus "at least", such a huge fortune made Zhuang Xuteng's mind buzzing, making him always think of ways to spend money to feel comfortable. However, Ge Gongdao told him more than once that spending money will never bring you calmness, it will only make the desire to spend money stronger. Restrain your desires and keep in mind the limit of 10,000 euros a week. Living a safe and long-term life is the real wealth.

The phone rang again, and it was Lucy. I guess Ge Gongdao had told her his idea, and she wanted to confirm it. Zhuang Xuteng answered the phone and said with a smile: "Let me guess, I will have more neighbors again?"

"No, other things." Lucy's voice was extremely serious and she said, "Zhuang Teng's car accident, Highway 7, heading out of the city, 24 kilometers away. The person... must be gone."

Zhuang Xuteng was stunned. He raised his fist and smashed his head, and then put the phone to his ear. "Sister Lucy, you don't dare to joke, please say it again."

"Zhuang Teng's car accident..." Lucy sighed and said, "Things are a bit strange, and I have already started investigating. I suggest you drive out of the city on Highway 7 and go to the scene to have a look. The PCPD has not notified the family yet, I received the warning from the intelligence network."

"I'll leave now." Zhuang Xuteng stood up immediately, released the servants of the resentful spirit, put all the combat equipment into the bag, and carried it easily. "Sister Lucy, what kind of news have you received?"

"There was a car accident, and the license plate number matched Zhuang Teng, which triggered the alert. I asked the security guards sent there. They were following the order to strengthen the monitoring and alert in the office and factory areas, so there was only one mercenary following as the driver." Lucy After a pause, he said, "That mercenary is also dead."

"Is the car accident so serious?"

"It's very serious. It hit a chemical truck. It's corrosive." Lucy gritted her teeth, controlled her emotions, and said, "I am responsible for this matter. I will..."

"If he dies, he won't survive." Zhuang Xuteng pressed the elevator button and looked at the changing floor numbers above, feeling that he couldn't tell whether the moment was reality or fiction. When the elevator door opened, he walked in, pressed the parking lot floor, then slumped to the ground with his legs limp, and hung up the phone with the last of his strength.

This is a dream, this is a dream. When I woke up from the dream, there was no 40 million, no mercenaries, I was just a paraplegic semi-vegetative person, and my brother was looking after me by the bedside.

That’s fine too…