old man feeding rules

Kyle was drying his meat in the sun with his two long white legs bare, with his hands under his neck, and the bottom button of his shirt was fastened, wishing everyone could come and see his perfect figure.

Although he is still in the mountains of Myanmar, his heart has already flown to the seaside of Venice, and he only needs a big parasol and a glass of cocktail. If he can still have two beauties to accompany him, it will not be a problem for him to stay here for the first half of the year.

Sensing that everyone was approaching, Kyle pulled down his sunglasses, and as soon as he lowered his head, he found a red-backed spider the size of an egg lying on his chest. Staring at him, it made him feel goosebumps all over his body. If his world-renowned first-class mercenary was killed by a "black widow" in a remote and poor mountain valley in Myanmar, his reputation in this life would be completely ruined. destroyed.

When Jiang Xun approached, the red-backed spider had slowly crawled up to Kyle's neck. The man quietly stretched his hand behind his back, and then pulled out a handful of sand eagles with lightning speed, and threw the spider on the spot. Disgusting bugs beat to pieces.

Fortunately, the impact of the bullet ejected the spider together, otherwise the cockroach of that thing splashed on his body, and he would have died of nausea.

Kyle retracted his gun in front of Jiang Xun, showed his white teeth, and smiled brightly, "Mr. Police, I am a good citizen."

"Casually wearing a gun around his waist, is Bartley's 'good citizen' hiding behind his back?" Jiang Xun sneered.

Kyle called the crowd to come, and asked an old Kachin grandma to move a chair for each of them. By the way, he cut a big watermelon with thin skin and few seeds, and moistened the throats of the people who had driven for half a day.

The Audio-Technica did not dare to speak when they saw this scene. In this kind of place where the word "peace" is definitely not a word, it should be no surprise that arms deals and even armed conflicts occurred. The great ideal of law and order, but men always have the yearning for firearms and the worship of power in their bones, and their eyes are almost falling on the "cannon" that they have never seen with their own eyes, let alone touched .

"The last time I went to a place where the drug business was so important was in Mexico, but people there are far less fanatical about heroin and magu than the Burmese, especially in Wa and Kachin states. A large part of the people almost regard drug lords as their religion. It's really sad when you think about it." Kyle picked up Bartley behind him, put on the insurance neatly, and handed it to Shao Jin who was watching eagerly, "Young man, come and try? It's okay to touch, but you can't pull the trigger , The recoil force of this thing is too great, your physique is absolutely unbearable, and the lethality is very strong, the person who is shot is likely to die without a whole body."

Scared by him, Shao Jin, who was still itchy, didn't dare to move anymore. Kyle simply woke up his companion who was sleeping lightly in the hammock under the shade of a tree not far behind him, and exchanged a few words with him , called people over.

He introduced: "Vin, my good brother, I brought him this time because we need him as a sniper to cover our actions. Besides him, there is also Hill, our best killer, and the one who can fight with one enemy. Ivan the big three. I hope you can cherish us and your dollars, if we get hurt, the price will be doubled."

The young man named Wayne has beautiful short silver-gray hair, and the few strands hanging on his forehead are dyed lavender, which looks very fashionable. Coupled with his lazy face with eyes closed, there is An indescribable beauty.

He glanced around lazily, and when his eyes locked on Di Zhen, he suddenly became motivated, and quickly spit out a series of unknown languages. Kyle kicked him with a smile, "Take these three Young Orientals, play with guns, and remember to load them, and of course I'm talking about your own gun."

Wayne ignored his low-level jokes, gave him an ambiguous look, and said a few times "go" in Chinese with a blunt accent. Audio-Technica didn't know whether he was worried that he was playing tricks or something, so he didn't dare to move for a while. It wasn't until Jiang Xun nodded that Di Zhen threw away the watermelon rind and took the lead in chasing the gringo who yelled "Comeon!" at him.

After the three of them were sent away, Jiang Xun looked at Jiang Juan helplessly, "So this is the expensive but safe method you said?"

The man did not shy away, nodded, "just in case, be careful, and they are not coming for me, Kelben has his mission, and we happen to be for the same Goals, we can take care of each other when we act together.”

Kyle laughed loudly, "That's not true, Jiang, don't think I'm so snobbish, I'm here for you." After speaking, his smile faded slowly.

He waved at Jiang Juan, who hesitated for a moment, but still leaned forward and moved closer.

Kyle kissed him on both cheeks, hugged him tightly, reluctant to let go, and whispered in his ear in a very rare lonely tone: "...It's nice to see you, really. "

"The person you want to see should not be me."

"I'm very satisfied to see you, don't think I'm so shameless."

Xiao Shi stared at his hand on Jiang Juan's waist, and couldn't help but patted it, "I think it's quite shameless, it should be taken away."

Kyle smiled helplessly, had to let him go, and turned to open his arms to Jiang Xing. The man had to face the American hooligan, put his phone away with his hand, and pushed the person who was stuck like a dog skin plaster away, "Stop it , don't do this with me, since you are here, I will save a lot of trouble, why don't we all be honest."

"Frankly? Do you mean willing to sleep in my bed?"

Jiang Xun was very irritable these days because of Song Yuzhi's disappearance, and his temper was just bad. He pulled out the pistol that Kyle stuffed behind his waist, put the muzzle of the gun directly on his shoulder, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Don't be like this, Jiang, what I said is true. I occupy the best resources in this village, and my residence is also the safest and with the best conditions. If you need a good place to recuperate, I am willing to put my room Give it to you, there is a mosquito net on that bed, which can help you keep out the poisonous insects, and the quilt has just been dried, and it is very dry. At least the next few days can allow you to rest well. It is a good thing for us that you recover sooner. Good thing."

Jiang Xun put away the gun and handed it to him, bowed his head to feel guilty for his aggressive behavior, he should really thank Kyle for hiding the gun without reflex, otherwise he would be lying on the ground with cold by now.

...Damn it, how can he be so irritable, he has lost his usual calmness and reason, how can he save people like this, I'm afraid he will be killed by his inner turmoil before touching Song Yuzhi.

Kyle saw his discomfort, kissed him lightly on the forehead, then quickly avoided, and patted his shoulder, "My friend, cheer up, he is doing well now, but you I'm so helpless, I really don't know who saved who, it's not like you at all."

"Do you know his situation?" Jiang Xun asked impatiently.

"Of course, I came a week earlier than you, and I have basically figured out the situation." Kyle sat on a rattan chair with his legs crossed, and said while gnawing a melon: "You should all hear about the ring. Having said that, when we arrived here, at least six groups of people had already been expelled. Although some small groups were reluctant, they still hoped that they would not be able to leave at that time, rather than offending 'Kunwa'. They are on the same level as each other, but some drug lords who are used to domineering in their own territory lack the beatings from the powerful, overestimate themselves, and have disputes and conflicts with 'Kunwa' recklessly. Keep a few alive, I reckon no one will easily provoke the host in the next few days."

"What about Xiaoyuzi? How is he doing? Did '17' beat 'Kunwa' in the ring?"

"It's like this..." Kyle spat out the watermelon seeds, "You may not have an idea of ​​the strength of '17'. In the past few years, Baili has washed the Golden Triangle bloodily, cleared many stumbling blocks, and monopolized the Asian drug black market. , allowing him to rapidly expand his power in just a few years. We all know that banknotes are the driving force for the development of all things. He purchased a large number of arms. With his rich combat experience and extraordinary mind, he 17' At first, this interest group composed of several drug lords and their gangs has developed into an armed force. As long as he wants, he can even take the Golden Triangle, the three-way zone, as his own, and establish himself as the king. This time,'Kun Wa 'Actually attached to '17', you have reversed their primary and secondary relationship, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this land is now owned by the common people."

This at least shows that "17" and Bailishu are capable of sheltering Song Yuzhi. Thinking of this, Jiang Xun felt a little relieved.

He turned his head to avoid the melon that Kyle sent to his mouth, and wanted to ask something, but his mouth was blocked by the melon that the man forced.

"Don't waste it. The sharp point of watermelon is the sweetest. If you don't eat it, you're so delicate. It's too troublesome to feed you."

Jiang Xun showed an expression about to bite, Kyle quickly ate the remaining half of the watermelon consciously, and explained: "Don't worry too much, you should worry about yourself more than him. When you first arrived here, We also went to the ring and had a friendly 'communication' with them. I think Baili must also be selective in his opponents. For someone who spends a lot of money on Guss, such a trick is simply child's play. He will arrange some easy-to-fight minions for those who are allowed to participate in the competition. As for some people who may become threats in his eyes, he will let Song go. deal with them."

Jiang Xun narrowed his eyes and said in disbelief, "They used him as a weapon?"

"If you want me to describe it, it's a weapon to be precise." Kyle shrugged regretfully, "Cold and cruel, he is like a weapon without emotion and temperature, he is unwilling to follow the instructions Although this statement will sting you, I have to tell you the truth. It is better for me to tell you now than for you to go into the ring knowing nothing and be maimed by him."

In the worse case, Kyle didn't say it clearly.

Everyone was a little silent after hearing his words, Xiao Shi's face was particularly ugly, he didn't interrupt from the beginning to the end, he kept frowning and thinking about something, secretly exchanged glances with Jiang Juan, and then lowered his eyelids again.

"We didn't fight your man directly, but I have seen the scene of his fight with other people. To describe it in one word, it is quite bloody."

Jiang Xun's face turned pale immediately, and the sweat on his forehead hit the ground with crackling noises. Zhou Xuan kicked Kyle, "Don't scare him, talk quickly!"

"Well... Let me think about how to say it. He is not as powerful as a human being. It is as if he has acquired the power of a devil." Kyle tried his best to phrase, "If I want to say, he is likely to Conscious, at least when he is awake, although he may be unconscious most of the time and a little confused, but from the fact that he has not killed any opponent, he can control himself."

The tense Jiang Juan breathed a sigh of relief, "Is there any more detailed information?"

"Boss, you need to pay more for this." Kyle looked at Jiang Juan with a foxy smile, and moved to Jiang Xun's side indiscriminately. He quietly reached behind Jiang Xun's back and patted his back.

Jiang Xun knew that the movement implied a comforting meaning, he didn't know if it was because he was too tired, or because of anxiety, or both. In short, he can't even do such a simple movement as twitching the corners of his mouth, God knows what he will do. How tormented.

"The information is that if you are here today, someone may come to your door tomorrow and sincerely invite you to go to the ring to fight. If you say 'no', within 10 minutes, here... to here," Kaier said He pointed to the east and west ends of the village, "The whole mountain will be razed to the ground. Three days ago, I saw with my own eyes that a village that housed Colombian gangsters disappeared in this way. Now the village may still be smoking. .”

Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth: "...you Yankee, do you know what this means?"

"What about the rules?" Jiang Xun interrupted Zhou Xuan and asked, "Is there any way to meet him, how can I win? If I win him, can I bring him back?"

"The rule is very simple, that is, to fight with bare hands, as long as you don't carry or use weapons, any way to win is judged to be valid, even if you kill your opponent one by one. As for you saying you want to take him away? I advise you to Be sober, don't dream, this is not your ancient Chinese martial arts competition, you can win a beautiful woman, and Song has never been defeated until now, do you know what this concept is? I will go with Wei En In the watching match, he beat a former American heavyweight boxing champion to a temporary paralysis, so he got the nickname 'Tyrant', that guy's strength is no longer human."

Jiang Juan echoed: "Kyle is right, even if Song Yuzhi has suffered an injury that cannot be recovered in a short period of time, you will not be able to beat him in your current state, and if you are in the ring, you will only die, we must find another way. "

Kyle wanted to touch the incision on Jiang Xun's abdomen, but was stared at by the man, so he had to withdraw his hand resentfully, and asked cautiously, "Is it serious?"

Jiang Xun shook his head, "I have basically recovered, I have been living rough, not so delicate."

"That's the best. I'm still worried that you won't be able to play tomorrow. Otherwise, we will have to pick a lucky and unlucky one from among us to get beaten."

Zhou Xuan, who was biting the watermelon, coughed choked by his words, threw the melon rind on the spot, and was about to slam his fist into Kyle's face: "Are you crazy! He is the weakest of us now, let him play Just let him die."

"Friend, you are wrong, he is the strongest among us." Kyle suddenly restrained his smile, and looked at Zhou Xuan seriously, "He who can awaken Song Shenmian's consciousness is invincible."

The author has something to say: Kyle is a native of Europe and the United States, with a relatively open mind, and is used to be intimate with people close to him, so he often flirts with people, but he definitely has no unreasonable thoughts!

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

Thanks to Brother Xun's little wife, cute, for donating a grenade and a landmine, and cutie with mustard and spinach for a mine, thank you for feeding! !