King of Mercenaries
16 Chinese Kungfu! Thousand Jin Drop!

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Yang Shan walked to the hall and found that there were already many people sitting inside.

His sharp nose could smell the gunpowder in the air and he knew that the four missions he had accepted had arrived except for him and SSR.

A simple and honest Middle Eastern man in a white robe and a shawl sat on the sofa in the middle of the hall. He was the initiator of this security mission and was also a famous oil tycoon in the Middle East.

Andrew!

"May I ask you?"

Andrew looked at Yang Shan curiously. There were four organizations that had accepted the mission this time. Two of them had already arrived and were sitting beside him. When he saw Yang Shan alone, he was immediately curious.

"Yang Shan, leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group. Hello, Mr. Andrew.”

Yang Shan greeted Andrew.

Iron Blood Mercenary Group?

The two mercenary groups began to think about the information in their minds and realized that they had never heard of an organization called the Iron Blood Mercenary Group.

"Are your subordinates outside? Let them in!"

Just as Yang Shan was about to explain, the eight people from SSR walked in, causing Andrew to misunderstand.

"This must be your subordinate. He looks very brave!”

Andrew smiled and happily went up to them. After all, they were all people who wanted to protect him. Making friends with them in advance would make them do their duty.

The people from SSR were a little confused. They didn't say anything, but why did they start to welcome him?

"Mr. Andrew, I'm sorry. You misunderstood. I'm the only one from the Iron Blood Mercenary Group. These people are from SSR, not my men.”

Yang Shan explained, but then he smiled and said," Of course, I don't mind if you arrange for them to work under me.”

Andrew's smile froze, and he suddenly felt a little awkward. He smiled embarrassedly and said," It's okay, it's okay. I misunderstood.”

At the same time, the leaders of the two mercenary groups who had arrived earlier stood up and walked towards Yang Shan.

"I'm the leader of the Ghost Mercenaries, Dave.”

"I am the leader of the Ghost Mercenaries, John.”

Hearing their conversation, Yang Shan recalled the information about the two mercenary groups and found that these two mercenary groups had a lot of history. Because the leaders of these two mercenary groups were brothers, it could be said that the two were brother mercenary groups.

"Hello! I am Yang Shan!"

Yang Shan nodded in greeting.

Dave and John looked at each other. Dave looked at Yang Shan and said with a smile," Isn't your Iron-Blooded Mercenary Corps too irresponsible? You only sent one person. Are you trying to steal the chicken?”

They were here to find trouble!

Yang Shan understood the meaning of stealing chickens. It meant that Yang Shan was here to try his luck. After all, the reward this time was not calculated by the number of people. Even if there was only one person, as long as Andrew safely escorted them, he would be paid.

"I don't know if he stole the chicken or not, but I think it shouldn't be a problem with me completing the mission.”

Yang Shan spread his hands and smiled.

As for proving his strength on the spot, sorry, there was no need at all. Mercenaries were a profession that hung their heads on their waists. They could fight however they wanted in private. If they provoked them during the mission, they would be arrogant. The employer generally hated such people because they did not seem reliable at all.

At this moment, Andrew's expression was a little strange. He was clearly the employer, so why were these people ignoring him?

"Mr. Andrew, although I am alone, I can guarantee that as long as you cooperate, I will definitely die in front of you if the enemy wants to kill you.”

Yang Shan ignored the others and said to Andrew.

At the same time, the leader of SSR also stood up and said," Mr. Andrew, I believe in the strength of the leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group. At the same time, please believe in us. Our SSR will definitely escort you to your country successfully.”

Hearing this, Andrew's expression was obviously happy.

Dave and John wanted to say something but were interrupted by Andrew.

"There's no need to say anymore. Since I'm already here, I'll take it that I've already taken care of it. I'll rest for the day and set off tomorrow morning.”

After saying that, Andrew ignored Dave and John's ugly expressions and went upstairs.

"I'm sorry, sir. My subordinate offended you before.”

The SSR leader walked to Yang Shan and said.

Yang Shan took a look and smiled faintly." It's fine. Just take care of your subordinates and don't engage in racial discrimination. After all, there aren't many good-tempered Asians like me.”

Seeing the two of them talking, John and Dave snorted coldly and led their men away.

"Don't worry about them, we at SSR believe in Mr. Yang's strength.”

After the SSR leader finished speaking, he turned around and said," Johnny, come and apologize.”

Looking at the behavior of the leader of SSR, Yang Shan thought that the strength of SSR probably had a lot to do with this style of doing things. It was a rare orthodox mercenary group, not the kind that was randomly formed by some ghosts and monsters.

"I'm sorry! Mr. Yang."

Johnny lowered his head and said unwillingly.

"It's okay. Just be more careful in the future.”

Yang Shan didn't mind this attitude and replied with a faint smile.

"I heard from our captain that you know martial arts. Can you let me see it? Our captain said that all the martial arts I've seen before are fake.”

Johnny suddenly raised his head and said seriously.

In the end, he was still a little unconvinced.

Hearing Johnny's words, Yang Shan was stunned and looked at the SSR leader.

"I'm sorry, I was lucky enough to see your real Kung Fu, that's why I told Johnny that you don't have to pay attention to him.”

The SSR leader glared at Johnny, but Johnny was still unconvinced.

"I'm afraid it's impossible to see real martial arts, because the real martial arts of the ** are all killing techniques.”

Speaking of real kung fu, Yang Shan knew how to do it. He had once learned Bajiquan from a retired veteran. That was the real killing move. However, he had no intention of practicing it at that time. He specialized in the killing skills of the army. When he wanted to practice it again, it was too late. Therefore, he was not very proficient in it, and the skill was not generated.

However, he estimated that his body should be able to continue practicing Bajiquan after being strengthened by the system a few times.

Seeing the disbelief on Johnny and the others 'faces, Yang Shan felt that he had to show them. It wasn't to prove anything, but to give it a try and show them.

"How about this, we have a technique that doesn't hurt people. It's called Thousand Jin Drop. In English, it can make a person weigh a thousand pounds.”

Yang Shan said slowly.

"Impossible, how can a person suddenly become a thousand jin heavy?”

Johnny immediately retorted, his face full of disbelief. He knew that the Guinness World Record for the fattest person was also far from a thousand pounds.

"Haha!"

Yang Shan smiled and did not say anything. He slowly squatted down and took a horse stance.

He imagined the trick that the veteran had taught him, adjusting his breathing and muscles.

A moment later, Yang Shan snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly sank.

"Kacha!"

SSR and the others looked at Yang Shan's feet and their eyes widened.

The marble floor under Yang Shan's feet exploded inch by inch. Even Yang Shan's feet sank into the marble, leaving a two-centimeter-deep footprint that was clearly visible.

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