On the endless African savannah, a person cannot escape the pursuit of armed forces unless he has excellent military survival skills and sufficient ammunition.

Obviously, Hans's military skills were not excellent, maybe he just served as a soldier. There was not enough ammunition, it should be said that there was no more ammunition. He could only drive away like crazy, and when the fuel in the fuel tank was burned out, he would die soon.

almost there.

"Thirty minutes! Thirty minutes! Damn it! Damn it!" Hans, who was fleeing in front of the car, kept looking at his watch, hoping that thirty minutes would come soon.

But the more I looked forward to it, the slower time passed. After escaping forty kilometers away, there was still no thirty minutes to save my life.

There was a "clang" sound, and the base of the jeep was hit hard by a stone. There was a squeaking and friction sound under the car body, and it almost overturned.

Hans, who was almost thrown out of the car, pressed the accelerator to the bottom and ran forward even more frantically to escape.

"Click, click, click..." The soldiers in the three jeeps following closely behind continued to pull the triggers, but the shooting accuracy was too low on the bumpy vehicle, and the warheads grazed the car body.

"Hey, hey, hey, why haven't you arrived yet? Why haven't you arrived yet?" Hans called again and yelled at the phone.

In the rearview mirror, he saw three armed vehicles about to catch up with him, and the fuel gauge of his car showed that it was exhausted. If the mercenaries hadn't come by this time, they would never come.

"Don't worry, your position has been locked and we are preparing for rescue." Rodriguez's voice came, full of relaxation.

"Damn it!" Hans slammed the phone, knowing that he could only rely on himself now.

Hans pulled a long knife out from under the passenger seat and put it in his hand, and continued to step on the accelerator and escape forward.

Finally, the Jeep's exhaust pipe made the sound of running out of fuel, and it stopped helplessly deep in the vast grassland.

"Hoo ho ho..." A strong wind caused by the rapid movement of vehicles blew by. Three armed jeeps surrounded Hans in the center, and a dozen soldiers with guns jumped out of the car.

Hans, who firmly grasped the long knife in his hand, was ready to fight for the last time. He would never give up until the last moment!

"Buzz buzz..." A huge buzz came from the northern part of the grassland, and a Longbow Apache helicopter gunship appeared in the northern sky.

The mercenaries are coming, the mercenaries are coming, we are saved! We are saved!

"Niggers, stay away from me. You'd better run for your lives. I hired the most powerful mercenaries in the world!" Hans shouted at the soldiers who surrounded him, holding the sword tightly with both hands, his face

Covered with sweat.

He expected helicopters to fly over quickly and use their cannons to kill all these nasty niggas. Kill them all, leaving no one behind!

With a "bang" sound, a black soldier raised his hand and shot Hans on the right arm holding the knife.

"Ah!..." Hans groaned in pain, his face deformed and twisted in pain.

Four black men swarmed up, grabbed his arms and legs respectively, and pinned him to the grass.

"No! No! No!..." Deep fear appeared on Hans's face, and he struggled desperately to get rid of the controlled limbs.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain. The power of the four black men was not something he could resist. The long knife that he had just used as a life-saving weapon appeared in the hands of the leading black soldier, and the tip of the knife slowly dropped and was attached to his abdomen.

"Help, help... Wuwuwu... I beg you not, no, I am willing to give you the diamonds, no, Wuwuwu... Mercenary, come and save me quickly, I will pay, I am willing to give you this

All diamonds are given to you!"

At the last breath of his life, Hans finally understood that money is always secondary compared to life. You only have one life, and you can only make money if you have life.

Hans looked desperately at the long knife that was slowly approaching his abdomen, as if he couldn't even feel the pain.

With a "chi" sound, the black leader stabbed Hans's abdomen with a long knife, then straightened it down and cut open his stomach.

The white flesh rolled up, and after stopping for a few seconds, a large amount of blood gushed out from the blood vessels in the flesh, like spring water.

"No!..." Hans used his last strength to cry out with reluctance, regret and despair.

"Tsk", the sound of skin and flesh being torn apart was heard. The black leader used his own hands to tear open Hans's belly, and blood spattered on his face, but it did not affect his next actions.

The internal organs in the human abdomen were hot and exposed in the air, and the surrounding black soldiers laughed happily.

The severe pain almost burned Hans' pain nerves to the point of numbness. He raised his cheeks and stared at the helicopter that was getting closer. His body twitched violently with an explosion.

"Boom..." His stomach was crushed and exploded by the black leader's hands, and then his stomach was pulled out, along with a ball of warm large intestine.

The stomach was cut open, and the black leader took out the blood diamond wrapped in tinfoil with his hands covered in blood and mucus, with a greedy and satisfied smile on his face.

"No..." Hans, who had his stomach cut open and the diamond taken out, made a weak voice. He had no strength to struggle anymore and lay there limply.

The blood that flowed out filled his entire abdominal cavity, and the torn out intestines and stomach were thrown aside casually, with a footprint on it. It no longer hurt, and Hans couldn't feel any pain at all. For the first time in his life, he saw

When I went to my stomach, I saw my intestines and a lump of liver...

The helicopter landed next to Hans, and several heavily armed mercenaries jumped out.

"Hey, man, it's only been twenty-five minutes now. We've found you early. The efficiency is pretty good, right?" Blade's voice came out, and he put his watch in front of Hans so that he could see clearly.

The black man opposite was aiming his gun at them, with viciousness and vigilance in his eyes.

"Mercenaries, according to the rules, your mission has been relieved." The black leader shouted at the blade.

"Nigger, shut your stinky mouth." Blade cursed and said loudly: "I'm chatting with my employer, don't interrupt."

The black man closed his mouth and signaled everyone to be in shooting mode.

There is no one else here. If this mercenary goes on a gangster rampage, they will have no choice but to be killed and left here to feed the vultures.

Following the movements of the black soldiers, Omo also raised the M134 and pointed the black barrel at the group of black soldiers.

"Hey, buddy, do you want us to help you get revenge?" Blade squatted down and put his ear to Hans' mouth and asked.

"Kill, kill, kill them all..." Hans made a weak voice, with hatred in his eyes.

"The commission is the other half of the diamond, do you agree?" Dao Feng asked again.

"Okay..." Hans moved his lips and said the word "good". He opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky and fell into eternal peace.

Daofeng stood up and clapped his palms twice as if dusting off dust.

"Da da da..." "Bang bang bang..."

With the sound of the blade clapping his hands, the Vulcan cannon in Omo's hand spurted out a ball of dazzling flames. At the same time, the mercenary behind him pulled the trigger at the same time. If this was not enough, the cannon mounted on the helicopter also fired at the same time.

, instantly shrouding more than a dozen black people in a hail of bullets.

"ah……"

"ah!……"

The brief shouting soon stopped, and the black soldiers fell into a pool of blood, with their broken limbs scattered all over the ground.

"Hehe..." Dao Feng chuckled, strode forward, and tried hard to break the black leader's palm that was holding Diamond.

The palm was so tightly squeezed that the blade of the knife could not be opened for a long time, so he simply took out the saber and cut open his palm, and found the priceless blood diamond.

The blood diamond reveals its true appearance in the sun, emitting a hazy red halo, and is of the highest quality.

"Blade, isn't it a bit unkind for us to do this, and it doesn't conform to the rules of mercenaries?" Omo said with a grin. He was full of murderous aura, and he got an advantage and behaved well.

"Remember what the special forces said?" Dao Feng waved the diamond in front of Omo's eyes and put it into his pocket.

"The special forces say we are the rules." Omo said to Blade.

"Yes, hahahaha..." Daofeng laughed loudly and said loudly to the mercenaries: "Our biggest rule is that we have no rules, kill, rob, snatch. We are beasts, and beasts have no taboos, hahaha...

Uh, of course, this is not what I said, this is what the special forces said, close the team, hahaha..."

The helicopter slowly took off, leaving behind a pile of bloody corpses and flying north. A group of hungry jackals that had been hiding not far away ran over and greedily gnawed on the fresh flesh. A group of black vultures hovered in the sky.

Wait for the jackals to disperse and enjoy your meal.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang appeared in the UK in a crisp suit, accompanied by Angel with an angelic face. Angel, who was 175cm tall, wore a tight black vest, a small black suit, and a rectangular black piece hanging around his neck.

Soldier brand, wearing a short skirt that only reaches the top of the thigh, and small boots, the whole person exudes a sultry sexiness.

The two strolled through the world-famous Redcliffe Square in Oxford and experienced this culturally diverse town.

The town of Oxford is where the University of Oxford is located. Oxford University is one of the most prestigious institutions of higher learning in the UK. Its teaching quality is internationally renowned. The school is world-famous as the "Dream Spire" and ranks among the top three in the world. It often takes turns with Harvard University.

The world's number one university.

In fact, the University of Oxford is just a name for outsiders. The locals prefer to call it the University City of Oxford, because the University of Oxford is not a separate university. It consists of a total of 39 colleges. The relationship is just like the relationship between the central government and local governments in the United States.

Adopt a federal form.

Redcliffe Square is the center where the university holds celebrations and various cultural activities. It is the center of the entire ancient city. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the main streets, and the green trees cover the sky, making people feel relaxed and relaxed.

To the south of the square is St. Mary's Church, where the school's main celebrations and concerts were held before the seventeenth century. The west corner of the square was a seminary built in the fifteenth century that was used as a seminar classroom for the university in its early days. It is now used as a seminar room.

For the university library.

Angel quietly held Zhao Ziyang's arm and stepped on the quaint red brick floor twice, like a couple taking a leisurely walk. As for why she hugged Zhao Ziyang's arm, Angel's explanation was that it seemed more natural, otherwise it would be a little bit...

Uncoordinated.

But Zhao Ziyang felt that this was unnatural. Angel was taller than him when wearing high heels. In addition, his arms would always inadvertently touch Angel's soft chest, and the faint fragrance coming from her body would only make him feel uncomfortable.

Make yourself very uncomfortable.

"Angel, you are so beautiful." Zhao Ziyang, who finally got into the role, began to praise Angel for her beauty.

This is the truth. If Angel had not become a mercenary and participated in the model competition, she would definitely have become the world's top model. Her beauty is not only in appearance, but also innately noble. She is worthy of being born in an ancient German aristocratic family.

"Thank you." Angel pursed her lips and smiled, the cold air on her face dissipated, and she finally looked like a mortal.

"You're welcome." Zhao Ziyang smiled and nodded.

"How does it compare to Linghu?" Angel suddenly stopped, grabbed Zhao Ziyang's arm with both hands, and looked at Zhao Ziyang with sapphire eyes.

There was a trace of expectation in his eyes, so bright that Zhao Ziyang's heartbeat quickened.

He had to admit that Angel was as beautiful as a painting, but if he had to compare her with Linghu, it would be difficult to tell who was more beautiful. The reason was their personality differences. Linghu was the typical lively and cute type, while Angel was noble.

Lengyan.

"You are prettier than Linghu." Zhao Ziyang blurted out, and then saw a sweet smile in Angel's eyes.

This iceberg melted after taking off the camouflage uniform. Zhao Ziyang thought this was the girl's nature, but he didn't know that An Qier only acted like this when in front of him.

"Does it still hurt inside?" Angel reached out and gently covered Zhao Ziyang's left chest, where there was a bullet that had not been removed.

"It's okay." Zhao Ziyang nodded, feeling the tenderness Angel had never seen before.

"Linghu will help you take out the warhead." Angel gently rubbed Zhao Ziyang's hand, then took Zhao Ziyang's hand and walked towards Oxford University.
Chapter completed!