How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Great Summoning?"

Reza, who was beside him, could no longer care about lowering his head to drink coffee, and raised his head to ask doubtfully.

Ye Cheng glanced at her and smiled, then said.

"Reza, help me order another cup of coffee. This thing can really refresh me."

He handed over the coffee cup.

Reza hurriedly took it, "Okay, okay!"

"And mine, sister! No need to put sugar in it, it will be sweet with you!"

Lao Mo smiled and handed the coffee cup over.

Reza's face turned bitter, as he didn't understand that the two of them were deliberately trying to separate themselves, so he could only nod and turn around to leave.

Seeing Reza leaving, Lao Mo couldn't wait and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Cheng! Is there something wrong with this Reza? If you find out about the problem, I'll just kill her! It won't delay our important event."

Ye Cheng glanced at the other party and secretly said that your special mother is just a licking dog, which will not affect your killing and silence.

"If there is a problem, can you run to the ancient city of Jaffa? You would have died a hundred times!"

"I haven't found any problems yet! If there is a problem, it's not too late to take action."

"Oh, oh! Okay, okay!"

Lao Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He was naturally willing to accompany such an eye-catching Middle Eastern beauty.

"Brother Cheng, let's continue talking! Do you really want to use the Great Summoning Technique to summon my gang of guys to come and fight?"

"Dude?"

Ye Cheng narrowed his eyes: "Old Mo, if they die in Mosad, will you avenge them?"

Lao Mo laughed when he heard this.

"Revenge? Stop making trouble, Brother Cheng! The mercenary has a bloody revenge. It's all for money."

"No matter how good our relationship is on weekdays, if an employer pays to kill me, they will not hesitate to do it!"

"Business is business, and friends are friends. One thing is another! Otherwise, you would have died on the battlefield as a mercenary."

Ye Cheng smiled and nodded.

He didn't quite understand the friendship between mercenaries, but he almost understood it now.

Why did the Yue Monkey mercenary Ruan Riwan not hate him for killing his comrade?

Since it's all about money, life and death, wealth is in the sky, why complain.

"Okay! Then you can summon it!"

Ye Cheng frowned and thought for a moment, "Let's recruit about a hundred people first. They will appear in Traveve within six hours! However, their skills cannot be much worse than yours! The goal is to attack Mosad's headquarters. As for salary It’s up to you to arrange the pension and pension.”

"Forehead……"

Lao Mo was already stupid.

He didn't expect Brother Cheng to really use the Great Summoning Technique.

And as many as a hundred people were summoned at one call.

motherfucker!

Brother Cheng, didn't I tell you the price of summoning mercenaries?

In such a headwind situation, a near-death battle, one has to pay a sky-high salary to survive.

That's all, it depends on my face, Lao Mo.

Otherwise, if you have a life to make money but not a life to spend, it would be a waste of time.

Also, do you have the strength?

my brother?

"This……"

Before Lao Mo could ask how much money you have, Ye Cheng chuckled.

"Don't worry, money is not an issue, and once they land in Tel Aviv, the money will arrive. Even for people you think will die, the pension can be paid to them in advance."

"what?"

This time it was Lao Mo's turn to be shocked.

Does Brother Cheng really have this kind of strength?

You didn't borrow the money from the Saudi prince, did you?

But the little Saudi prince is crazy for lending you so much money.

Just for these 100 people to fight fiercely for one night, at least five hundred million dragon coins would be spent.

"Brother Cheng, these people are here for money, but they dare to kill anyone..."

Lao Mo said tactfully.

If you let them go, they might kill you too.

"I told you! I'll give you money as soon as you land. Why are you beeping?"

Ye Cheng glared at Lao Mo angrily.

"Say to them, let's have a fight! After 12 o'clock tonight, those who can survive will not have to work for the rest of their lives!"

He turned around and saw that Reza was about to bring coffee and whispered.

"Come! Let me tell you our next action plan..."

After a few minutes, Reza finally brought over two cups of coffee.

The girl watched the two people immediately fell silent after she came back, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Shura! I... should I go out and look around to see if anyone is watching us?"

Ye Cheng shook his head with a smile and asked Reza to sit down.

"What are you going for! Reza, your next task is to accompany Lao Mo to find Mosad's defense map in the ancient city of Jaffa."

"Ah? What about you, Mr. Ye?"

"Me? Naturally, I will drive the tank and then take turns with you."

Ye Cheng explained some more details of the operation and looked up at the countdown on the TV.

【11:53:23】

Before I knew it, another six or seven minutes had passed.

His heart sank, knowing that this was the countdown to his brother Chen Bu's life.

Even now, he has not been able to confirm whether his brother is still alive.

But for the sake of a glimmer of hope, we must not delay it any longer.

"Okay, time is tight, let's start splitting up."

Ye Cheng said, standing up and taking the two of them out of the cafe.

"Hey, hey! Wait! Wait, Brother Cheng!"

But Lao Mo grabbed Ye Cheng.

"Where's the money? Where's your money? You can't let me pay it on credit, brother!"

"If you kill me, I won't be able to afford so much money."

Lao Mo grabbed Ye Cheng with an anxious look on his face.

Reza thought it was the money for two cups of coffee, and said hurriedly: "Mr. Shura, I have already paid the bill."

Lao Mo ignored her and just stared at Ye Cheng, looking like he was desperate for money.

If you don't give me the money, don't let me activate the Great Summoning Technique.

After letting those people come from all over the Middle East, they have no money?

Those people could tear me alive!

In addition, there was one most important thing that he had not yet had time to tell Ye Cheng.

That's the question of where the weapons come from.

It is impossible for mercenaries to fly in from all over the country and carry weapons.

Let them fight Mosad with bare hands?

Even the black-hearted boss shed tears when he heard this.

This is not bullying honest people.

But where did guns and cannons come from?

You can't rub it with your hands, right?

"money?"

Ye Cheng was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Oh yes, I almost forgot to give you the money."

"It's not about money! Brother, there are guys. How can we fight with those guys without guys?"

Lao Mo added anxiously with a pale face, and Ye Cheng frowned.

hiss……

Yes.

Why did I forget about the weapons?

We can find a solution for money, but what about weapons?

Even after the three of them fought all the way up to now, they only had three small pistols and dozens of bullets left.

One hundred people are equipped with at least one hundred assault rifles, tactical helmets, body armor, grenades, individual rocket launchers, and advanced communication systems.

Where can I get a hundred sets of equipment?

Depend on!

Is this kind of thing really going to stump a lucky kid like me?

Ye Cheng looked helplessly out the window of the coffee shop, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

I rub!

Hahaha!

It really doesn't bother me.

Ye Cheng smiled and turned his head.

"Old Mo! Money is not a problem, but I need a satellite phone to make money calls back home."

"Can you help me get one?"

Ok?

You want me to rob you again?

Lao Mo rolled his eyes, speechless.

But in order to make money, I can only look at the customers in the cafe.

But even if these people have phones, are they not satellite phones?

Where can I grab this special girl?

Ye Cheng chuckled and said, "Old Mo, look out the window!"

Lao Mo turned his head and saw a place on the street outside the window.

A pair of eyes instantly stared at the boss.

"I wipe!"

"Is it you bald guy again?"

But at the corner of the street, a fat white man with a red face and even a glowing head was holding a satellite phone and saying something with a smile on his face.

Yosef!

This arms dealer who came to Canaan from Yingjiang would probably be killed.

He was about to be robbed twice in a row by the same person!