Yang Shan sat in the car with a Swiss cigar worth 5,000 dollars in his mouth.
He had only heard of Swiss cigars before he came to the Middle East. He had never seen them before. In the army, he only smoked cheap cigars with a group of comrades. After all, everything was good in the army, but the salary was too low.
Of course, if anyone was willing to make a heroic sacrifice, they could get a large sum of money. After all, the country respected martyrs very much.
"Sigh, I wonder when I can go back.”
Thinking of this, Yang Shan couldn't help but miss his younger sisters. The news of him being wanted was not in the country. It was only after he left the country that he was wanted overseas, so his younger sisters didn't know. They probably still thought that he was still in the army.
"Wait for me. I'll be back soon.”
Now that the system was here, he believed that he would be able to talk to the country in the near future. After all, the country had many major collaborations in the Middle East.
At this moment, the sound of orderly footsteps entered Yang Shan's ears.
The voice reminded Yang Shan of the military. He looked out of the car and saw eight Westerners in suits and ties walking towards him.
"When did mercenaries become gentlemen?”
Yang Shan remembered that these eight people had some influence. At that time, he seemed to have seen these people when he was investigating the armed forces in the Middle East.
It was a mercenary group with few members but strong strength. They were called SSR, which was the most powerful nickname in the game.
"Hello!"
The middle-aged man who served Yang Shan came forward to shake hands with the leader and brought the eight people to the car.
Because it was a bonus version of a luxury car, it could also seat so many people.
However, when the eight people from SSR saw Yang Shan in the car, they frowned.
However, he did not say anything and sat down.
"Asian, sit over there and don't block the way!”
The first person got into the car and looked at Yang Shan with disdain. He pointed at a small sofa in the corner and said in a commanding tone.
Yang Shan only turned his head to glance at them and ignored them. It was normal to look down on Asian people in the Middle East. If he were to be calculative with everyone, he would be exhausted.
"Please get in the car. My boss is still waiting for you. I believe you don't want to be late.”
The middle-aged man's sudden voice made the European shut his mouth. However, he glared at Yang Shan and whispered," Asian, you're dead."”
When everyone got into the car, the car quickly drove away. In the car, seven Westerners stared at Yang Shan, and only the leader remained silent.
However, Yang Shan chuckled and continued to smoke the cigar in his mouth. Although the SSR organization was strong, it was also strong in cooperation. Without using firearms, he could take care of these people with one hand.
The eight people from SSR were very angry when they saw Yang Shan's expression, but they did not dare to do anything overboard. After all, the reward for this mission was very high. It would not be good if it was ruined because of some small things, so the eight of them could only endure it.
However, the more the eight of them endured, the happier Yang Shan became. Since the other party was already displeased with him, why should he be so apprehensive? He had always been respectful to others. If others offended him, he would return the favor ten-thousand times over. He was most willing to build his happiness on his enemies.
Thinking of this, Yang Shan couldn't help but sigh. Did he indulge himself in the Middle East and become arrogant? But in the end, he thought about it and realized that it was just the discipline of the army and some scruples that suppressed his heart. Now, he was the real him, a person who lived only for himself.
After driving for half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination.
Looking out of the window, he saw a gorgeous and elegant villa not far away. There were many security guards in black around it.
Seeing this, Yang Shan looked at the attire of the eight people from SSR and could not help but smile. He said," Very handsome. This black suit suits you very well.”
The car door opened and Yang Shan was the first to get out. He tidied his leather jacket and began to look around.
"This oil tycoon is very afraid of death. I'm afraid that even the president's security is not as decent as this.”
Yang Shan couldn't help but sigh.
"Make way!"
At this moment, Yang Shan suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. He instantly realized that the people from SSR wanted to get back at him.
However, he did not dodge at all. The European man who had spoken harshly earlier slammed into Yang Shan's back. Yang Shan seemed to be rooted to the ground and did not move at all. However, a painful groan came from behind him.
"This way please!"
The middle-aged man got out of the car and started to lead the way.
Yang Shan turned around and shrugged. He smiled playfully." No need to thank me. It's my duty."”
After saying that, he ignored the expressions of the SSR people and followed them.
"Johnny, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yang Shan leave, an SSR member looked at his companion and said.
"Damn it, is this Asian man's body made of iron? I bumped into him and broke my shoulder.”
Johnny got up, clenched his teeth, and twisted his arm. With a crisp sound, his arm recovered.
"What?! How is it possible that you broke your bones when you bumped into him? That's just a skinny Asian.”
The SSR members couldn't believe it. In the Middle East, the Asian race had always been the weak spokesperson. Now, they were actually at a disadvantage under the hands of an Asian.
"Don't underestimate this person. I guess he's from a mysterious organization. Do you know about martial arts?”
The leader of the SSR team, the muscular man who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"What bullsh * t martial arts, it's not like I haven't encountered it before. My fists and legs were weak, and I knocked out a person who knew martial arts with one punch.”
An SSR member said in disbelief.
"You're still too young and haven't encountered real martial arts. In the words of martial arts, it's hidden in the world. It means that real experts don't have much fame.”
To be able to say the words 'hidden in the city' in Chinese, this SSR captain seemed to know a lot about the police. He probably suffered a loss in the police's martial arts.
Hearing their captain's words, the SSR members did not refute. They all knew that their captain was very powerful. Since he said so, it should be true.
At this moment, Yang Shan had already walked out of the villa. When he was about to enter, two men in black stopped him and began to scan him with a device.
"Please come in!"
The two men in black said when they saw that the device did not respond.
Yang Shan nodded and didn't mind. The oil tycoon was probably afraid that the militants would mix in with the mercenaries.
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