"Old Zhang, the one below seems to be what you say in your hometown. Why don't you go and talk?" The oil slide that was pulled by Lao Zhang just now.

"You're so crawling," Lao Zhang said angrily: "I'm going to go together and bring the two trolls in the factory."

Save it: "Ya'er, that's Hulk, the trolls work?"

"Ghost Hulk!" Lao Zhang rolled his eyes and said, "Have you seen Hulk Mai who speaks Sichuan dialect?"

"Hey, I'll reply to you guys!" The group of people above hesitated, and the liver emperor below gradually became a little impatient. He couldn't help but roar, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the rusty door outside the factory, making the people above more convinced that the door had no guarantee of its nature.

"Hey, be gentle," the dog brother frowned and persuaded.

"I'm gentle and thirsty, and I'm thirsty. These sbs are still watching the Western story on it. I can't yell at them anymore. What does it mean to tear the iron gate for them?"

When Brother Dog heard the word thirst, he didn't refute it. He could only say that the game was made so realistic. Bloodworms visible to the naked eye were everywhere on the river. It was really a bit hard to get down.

Originally, if they hadn't gotten this factory, they would be too thirsty and would probably not be able to help drinking the water inside. As for the game, at most, they could drink it as soon as they closed their eyes.

But now they have the opportunity to drink boiled water, so they naturally don’t want to take a look at the water in the river again.

Just as I was irritated, suddenly, the iron door creaked open, and a group of black men slowly walked out with a yellow-skinned old man.

"Brother, where are you from?" Lao Zhang asked from a distance, and the two black men behind him were holding two Thomsons in their hands, looking at them alertly.

Lao Zhang didn't hesitate for long. When he heard the opponent's roar just now, he probably couldn't stop the opponent's goal, so he simply took the initiative to face it.

"Hey, there are fellow villagers!" Ligandi Yile: "The planning of this mission copy is obviously from Bashu."

"There are only one Sichuanese in a bunch of black people. Why don't you say that the planner is black?" Brother Dog couldn't help but complain.

"Hey, are you uncomfortable not to be a slut?" Liver Emperor couldn't help glaring at Dog Brother.

"What's wrong?" Brother Dog looked at the other party coldly. He had long disliked this person who often robbed him first. Stop, how can the programmer be so amazing? He really dares to fight. I'll let you see what high play and micro-fucking is!!

"You guys are enough!" Seeing that these two people could still quarrel at this moment, Grandpa Lu couldn't help but jump forward and blocked them: "Do you still want to drink water?"

Hey, what's this? Old Zhang couldn't help but feel ashamed. He felt that there were a lot of strange things today. Did he not wake up?

"Old man, we pass by the treasure land and ask for some water to drink. Of course, if you have some food, it would be the best!"

Just want to eat and drink? Old Zhang's expression relaxed a little. If this is the case, of course it would be the best. He didn't think that the next two trolls could deal with these weirdos.

Although some people cannot understand what is happening in front of them, things have come to this point, and it is of course the best problem that can be solved by communication.

Seeing that the other party gave in, the Emperor of Liberation was excited and quickly waved to the girl hiding behind the tree in the distance and said, "Hey, come here quickly."

The little girl walked over with the weak nun swayingly. When the group saw the two, they immediately retreated in fear: "Meisala!!"

"What?" Ligandi frowned immediately.

"Messara virus!" Lao Zhang hurriedly said, "Brother, these two girls infected with the virus cannot come in!"

"Virus? People here also know about the virus?" The three Liver Emperors were stunned. They ran at least a few hundred kilometers, thinking that it seemed that the background of this game was the background of the virus raging. It was black, desert and grassland. Isn't this the D-ball Africa used as the background template?

Lao Zhang then looked at the three of them hesitantly, and finally said, "Will you be with those two women be infected with the virus?"

"Just" Liver Emperor showed his muscles forward: "We are like we are infected with a virus?"

You guys are as if you are infected and unsuccessful, Lao Zhang complained in his heart.

Grandpa Lu tilted his head when he saw this, saying, "Don't be afraid, old man, you must have seen that we are not ordinary people."

Lao Zhang: "You are afraid that you don't have much connection with this thing."

"Well, we are actually right. We are the transformed monsters on Mount Emei!"

"The monster transformed from Mount Emei? Is the customs you passed by to Africa?"

Grandpa Lu suddenly stopped. Why is this old man so clear about his logic? Should he react so quickly?

Seeing that the other party was silenced, Old Zhang smiled proudly, he approached and said quietly: "Don't explain, I know your origin."

"Oh? Do you know our origin?" The three of them were stunned at the same time and thought to themselves: Could this be the npc responsible for this mission?

Lao Zhang smiled mysteriously and said, "The Hulk looks like a Sichuan dialect, and there is also a strange teammate. There is only one explanation. You are the Reincarnation Team, right? The kind in the Infinite Stream novel."

Everyone: ""

Could this plan be from Qidian?—

"Are you sure it's inside that factory?" Takashima, who was wearing a windbreaker in a hot day, asked curiously.

Prado looked at the yellow-skinned guy in front of him with a complicated look on his face, and became more and more suspicious.

He didn't expect that the support force mentioned by the general was actually this infamous Kagura Mercenary Group!

Yes, it's notorious!

Perhaps in the mercenary world, these guys have a good reputation, but for the regular (some words editors say they are called to write less, please forgive me) forces, these guys are definitely notorious because the Kagura Mercenary Group took over the most tasks in the mercenary world are assassination missions.

For regular forces, the most blood they dyed in their hands are regular soldiers.

Many of his brothers from the special forces were trapped in the hands of these guys when he was protecting important figures. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is blood feud.

"Don't be so defensive, little brother!" Takashima said in a gentle manner in tribal language: "We mercenaries all use money to do things, and they have no position. Private people can hire us, and your regular forces can naturally hire us. As long as you can afford money, it is obvious that we are more suitable for dealing with the current situation than regular soldiers, right? Otherwise, you will not choose to cooperate with us."

Prado lowered his head slightly when he heard this monster. These rumored mercenaries with supernatural abilities are indeed more suitable than them. After all, it is related to major issues such as antibodies. It seems that the superiors choose to compromise and cooperate with them.

Thinking of this, the vigilance and doubt in Prado's eyes slowly faded away, but hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Well, I'm sure, there is only a farm run by Central China in the vicinity of 100 miles. If they want to repair it, it is the most suitable place. If they don't need to repair it and can run wildly at the speed of getting rid of the plane during the day, then we don't have to chase it, because we must have entered the Zimbabwe area!"

"Well, my little brother is good. Are you interested in becoming a mercenary?"

"Not interested!" Prado said coldly.

"Don't be so cold." Takashima smiled, then looked towards the direction of the factory on the map, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: Then it seems that we have to confirm quickly, if these people enter Zimbabwe, it will be troublesome.
Chapter completed!