Six Hundred and Ninety-Three: Mr. R

The land of mercenaries. Ｅ┡ ΔNovelＷｗ%Ｗ. *1XIAOSHUO. COM

A Western man in his mid-thirties with a stern face was riding in a pickup truck.

The driver asked him: "If you encounter any bandits on the road, you'd better cooperate with me. By the way, do you have any friends who are in a certain mercenary group?"

The western man from Laisehu said: "Yes, he is from the Earth Mercenary Group."

"Earth Mercenary Group? Do you have any tattoos of the Earth Mercenary Group? If you do, it will be much easier. These bandits will not patronize me. I can also give you a lower fare. , I’ll charge you 10,000 US dollars for this trip, no less. You have to know that we earn money with our lives on this road. People often die on this road. The most I can do is fight with those regular bandits. I'll give you some money for greeting, but if you encounter wild people, it won't be easy to use if you don't have enough money."

The man did not speak, but asked: "Have you ever heard of the Stranger Mercenary Group?"

"Strangers? They were a famous mercenary group, but they seem to have been disbanded and disappeared," the driver said.

"Missing?" The man frowned: "Then have you heard about some of the deeds of this mercenary group? Are they strong?"

"Strong!" The driver smacked his lips: "Did you know about the 10** incident drill some time ago? The United States, which was at its peak, was wiped out by the group! If there were no Alien mercenary group, it is estimated that this hibernation would last for a long time, so everyone has a deep understanding of the Alien mercenary group. Their favor is still very strong, and they often hit no one but strangers, which gives them enough face. Of course, no one who doesn’t have a good eye doesn’t want to encounter strangers. I heard that it’s best to avoid strangers when you see them in the wild. Far away, because people will die. But I have been traveling this road for so many years, and I have never seen a stranger’s vehicle.”

Man: "Do you recognize their totem marks?"

Driver: "I don't know. There is no record in the mercenary guild. Anyway, as long as you see a totem flag that is not recorded by the mercenary union, you should run away. It is definitely a stranger, just like a visitor from another world." We call this mercenary group the Ghost Mercenary Group here."

The man nodded.

"By the way, you entered the land of mercenaries to escape?" the driver said, "Then you have come to the right place. A provisional government will be formed here soon. By then you can log in and have a new identity. He is no longer homeless."

The man looked into the distance and said calmly: "For me, stateless people are freer. Only for people who have no sense of security, nationality will give them comfort, but it will only be a shackle that binds me."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "If you can have a household registration, who would want to be homeless? You die every day without knowing who will stand up for you and support justice."

Man: "Then do you think it is really safe to be a citizen of a certain country? When someone wants to kill you, money can settle all lawsuits and jails. To put it bluntly, money is everything in this world. "

The driver shook his head. After he got off the bus at the capital city of the Earth Mercenary Group, he couldn't help but said to the man: "A lot of times, even if you have money, you don't have a life to spend."

The man smiled: "For example, you?"

After saying that, he took out a gun from his bag, pointed it directly at the driver's head and shot him!

The driver died on the spot.

After the man took the gun back, he looked at the corpse and said, "I can't bear to give you ten thousand dollars! If I can spare the money, I would rather kill one more person!"

After saying that, he walked into the city.

When he came to the government office building, he saw an endless stream of residents applying for jobs in government construction work. They seemed to have high expectations for the new government.

But there was a killing intent in the man's eyes.

Today, the government building is open for recruitment, so the security is not tight enough. He successfully reached the back garden of the building, but it is tight enough here. After all, it belongs to the soldier's habitat, which also includes Kutcher's office.

But this man went directly over and grabbed a soldier by the collar and asked, "Where is Kuchi?"

There were soldiers around him who immediately pointed their guns at him.

The man directly shouted a name: "Snake!"

Kutcher was shocked when he heard this name in the office. This was his name when he was a child. It was almost unknown to anyone. Only one person knew it, the mentor who cultivated him!

Kutcher cut off the pen with both hands and stood up, then walked out of the office.

In the corridor outside, Xu Cheng has not left. He will stay here until the government is successfully established. When he saw an intruder downstairs shouting an unfamiliar name, but when Kuchi walked out, he knew that the person Kuchi was afraid of was here.

Kuchi put his hands on the railing upstairs and looked at the strange man below, but from his aura, he saw exactly the same aura as his mentor back then.

"Put him up." Kuchi said.

The man shook off a soldier's collar and walked up the stairs.

When he passed Xu Cheng in the corridor, after the man took three steps, he felt some strong aura. He turned around and looked at Xu Cheng's back, thoughtfully.

After looking away, he walked into Kutcher's office and sat down on the seat opposite him.

He said directly: "You broke the rules, Snake."

Kuchi said: "I don't know you, let Mr. R come and talk to me."

"If you still know how to be grateful, you'd better do what he ordered you to do. You have violated the rules."

Kutcher: "Then what should I do to avoid violating the rules? Over the years, I have created a total of US$70-80 billion worth of profits for you. Is that enough?"

Man: "That's enough? What do you think? If it weren't for Mr. R, where would you be now? What he has now is all cultivated by the organization. Do you think it's enough?"

Kuchi narrowed his eyes: "Then what do you want?"

The man said: "Stop establishing a new country, take two-thirds of the mercenary land's crude oil and ore, and you will be free."

Kuchi was furious: "Then I will become a criminal in this country. What is the difference between that and a traitor?"

The man opposite looked at him expressionlessly. There is obviously no room for negotiation.

He suddenly asked Kuchi: "In the cultivation and communication files with you, you have never been so tough. Are you growing teeth or have you found a backer who can protect you? You should follow Mr. R and find out something about him. What does it represent? I think you should know who you are facing. Of course, the superiors are not unkind and have given you a compromise. You can establish a government, but it will require a serious illness to replace it. When our people come to power, we will give you a fee to leave the country, and you can also go to the organization for internal retirement care.”

Kutcher: "How much do you want me to pay?"

Man: "One hundred million dollars!"

Kutcher suddenly burst into laughter, and the sarcasm was too obvious: "I have made more than 70 billion for you, give me 100 million? You are indeed a capitalist, greedy!"

Man: "Since you know the capitalists, you should know that giving you 100 million is enough to give you face."

Kutcher asked him: "What do you call it?"

The man said: "You can think of me as the new Mr. R!"

Outside, Xu Cheng was smoking, his ears could hear it, and he chuckled: "Sure enough, R is a symbol and code name for strength."