That's it. As long as Liangzi formed a foundation, he could not be good. He killed a Montreal and was chased endlessly.

It is precisely because of this that he stayed to slaughter the island and had a big game.

Now he can see at a glance that he is going to be used and become a gun in the hands of others, so he will not refuse anyone.

Killing one is killing, killing many is also killing, and at most he will take the blame.

Is there any difference between being chased by Montreal and being chased by taking the blame? No, there is no difference at all.

"Actually, I should talk to the big guys who are coming soon, which makes them uneasy, but unfortunately they don't have a chance." Ge Zhen took a sip of wine and smiled: "It doesn't matter. After this battle, the reputation of the soldiers is really different."

Indeed, reputation is sometimes important, and it usually represents strength.

It is easy to understand to become famous and become famous, which means that fame needs to be produced. It is a cut or nickname in the world.

You have to be famous first, so that people can be respected, feared, and convinced. The soldiers are silent for too long, and Ge Zhen is not a sedate master, so of course he must become famous first.

Is there any better way to become famous than this? No more!

He was about to remove the ten of the gold net and reveal a helicopter.

Butler Fren boarded the plane, took off, and flew north.

He left, not even the body of Montreal, because there was no need to bring it. The things here were done, and the rest were not done here.

"Soldier Ge Zhen, I'll leave it to you here. Play whatever you want." Butler Fren smiled and waved his hand: "If you can live without death, see you again."

The flying helicopter quickly turned into a black dot. Ge Zhen saw it, but he was powerless because the distance was too far.

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Chapter completed!