940: C940 The Fall of the Mercenaries

C940 The Fall of the Mercenaries

"Hello! Get down here. Do you have any moral integrity to come here and play extreme sports in the middle of the night?"

Just as this team of professional killers was assigning tasks, a clear and clear voice resounded through the entire night sky. Even though they were bold and careful, when they were suddenly yelled at, their hands almost slipped off the rope and fell down.

They turned around and took a closer look. A young man in white stood on a bar in the middle of the building. He did not have any protective measures on him and looked extremely dangerous.

"Fu... K... Could it be that he had seen a ghost? I have yet to deal with the supernatural creatures in China. I wonder if the silverware can kill him."

A muscular black mercenary could not believe his eyes. No normal person would appear in this kind of place in the middle of the night. This was an existence that had surpassed nature. He had seen it when he was on a mission overseas. He had personally crucified a vampire to death with a cross.

As he spoke, he took off the silver cross around his neck. This was a souvenir that the priest gave him after completing the paranormal mission. It was said to have the effect of eradicating evil. There was once someone who wanted to buy this magic weapon for 100,000 US dollars, but he rejected it. When mercenaries often encountered extreme missions, how could they not have a few life-saving items on hand? Furthermore, mercenaries had different concepts of spending, and they were very generous in spending money. A portion of the mercenaries would crazily degenerate after receiving the reward, and only continue the next mission after spending all the money. They did not want to die in the mission and no one would inherit their money.

"Wait, this young man seems to be our mission target. Don't hurt him."

"Change the mission, take this young man away, we must take his life"

The captain was an American soldier from the special forces. With his experience, he could have stayed in the army as a coach, or retired and lived a carefree life with a pension. Unfortunately, he did not choose either. In order to enter the front line again, he became a professional mercenary. This kind of thing... A passionate life was the only goal he pursued.

He repeatedly compared the information in his mind to make sure that Daolord Shen was his willful goal. As for why this fellow would crawl out in the middle of the night, that was no longer important. What was important was that this fellow was worth a million dollars!

"Oh? The target turns out to be sleepwalking. The information in the mission is not accurate!"

"Little girl, stand there and don't move. I'll bring you down."

Several members revealed knowing smiles on their faces. How could a man with no muscles on his body be dangerous? Sending out so many experts at once was really making a big deal out of nothing.

"Be careful of getting close to him. I always have the guts..."

Seeing his companions charging towards Daolord Shen, the black mercenary couldn't help but shiver. After so many life-and-death battles, his perception of killing intent was extremely sharp. This sort of killing intent... Something similar to the sixth sense had put out his own life many times.

For example, on the battlefield in the oil area, if he hadn't reacted quickly and handled it properly, he probably wouldn't have been able to live until today.

"Why is no one listening to what you are saying? I said get the hell down here!"

Daolord Shen shook his head and picked up a few broken stones from the ground. He couldn't be bothered to reason with a bunch of barbarians. These people were truly desperate and bloodthirsty. Only fists could deal with them.

He threw out all the stones in his hand, and the sound of air being torn apart could be heard. The rope on the mercenaries' backs was broken. The height of the building was over ten stories high. Except for one person who was scared silly and realized that he was not dead, the rest of the people were stunned on the spot.

However, there were not many left, except for the poor lucky one. The only ones left were the captain and the black mercenary. These two people didn't dare to act rashly. They could clearly feel that there was something invisible in the air that was holding their throats. They couldn't even call for help.

"Who sent you here? I'm not patient. I'll count to three. 3…”

Daolord Shen's killing intent was like smoke, and his gaze was like a bolt of lightning. He looked at the two of them with fear in his eyes.

"I said, please don't attack... It was the Song Corporation's idea. They told us to tie you up and bring you back at the price of one million US dollars. "

The white captain knew the situation well. After assessing the huge gap between them and the other party, he decisively chose to switch sides without any psychological burden.

It seemed that his career had come to an end, but he was also about to retire. No matter how strong the man pretended to be was, his physical functions would gradually decline after he was 35 years old, and he would no longer be suitable for frontline combat work.

He had never given up on working hard all these years and lived an ascetic life. The money he had saved was long enough for him to live an enviable life.

"Song Corporation? It's them... Asking me to go there and using such extravagance, they are really courting death! "

As the saying goes, a mud man still has thirty percent of his anger. His master taught him to endure when faced with a situation. Taking a step back, he opened up the vast sea and the sky, but Daolord Shen suddenly changed his mind. The Song Corporation had gone too far. If not for the fact that he happened to be staying at home... Wouldn't Miss Baisu and the cute Long'er have lost their lives in vain?

"I bet on a bottle of pill. This child, the Daolord, isn't ruthless enough. This is the first time he's encountered something like this. He definitely won't be ruthless. It looks like these three mercenaries will be able to survive."

"I don't think so. Daolord is a person who has very strict requirements for himself. Since he has embarked on the path of cultivation, he must have done all sorts of tests. A soft-hearted person won't be able to walk for long!"

"Why do you always go against me? I'm a quasi Emperor, alright? Dharma Eyes can see through people's hearts. Besides, Daolord's performance was already very good... How about I bet you a bottle of pill? "0

" Let's bet. I watched Daolords grow up. He's Shen Er's son, so he definitely inherited his evil skills. If you don't believe me, just wait and see! "

However, his worries were unnecessary. If he knew that the three cute things were secretly observing everything in the room... While they were discussing Daolord Shen's next move, the ragdoll cat and the Little Divine Dragon bet on a bottle of pill.

"I understand the situation. I don't need your help here anymore. Remember, you'll have to pay me back sooner or later when you come out. Think about it carefully before accepting a mission in your next life."

Daolord Shen snapped his fingers, causing balls of flames to appear out of thin air. The mercenaries, including the surviving members, were all burned to ashes. He knew the principle of mercy. Even a cultivator would not be able to escape the shackles of emotions and desires. Sometimes, a person should be more vicious.

"Song Corporation... Looks like there's something I need to do before I leave. Otherwise, how can I be responsible for my tenants?"

Daolord Shen was completely hidden in the darkness. Suddenly, he transformed into a puff of smoke and vanished...

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