Regarding the goddess in front of him, Zhao Ziyang certainly would not think that she entered his room at night just to throw herself into his arms. This woman must have something to do with him.

Zhao Ziyang didn't kill her because he could see the true heart in her eyes at that time. He could feel the heartbreaking pain and despair. The goddess said that her sister was dead, which was deliberately arousing her feelings for her.

The enemy of the Cossacks, she is weak by nature, otherwise she would not collapse in tears.

The goddess who walked in did not speak. She helped Zhao Ziyang rearrange things, and gently touched the suit hanging on the hanger, then sat down and showed a gentle smile.

"You are Chinese." the goddess said to Zhao Ziyang.

"Yes." Zhao Ziyang nodded and waited for the goddess's next words.

To be honest, the feeling the goddess gave him was indeed very strange. Maybe this was a typical dual personality. Usually people with this type of personality would push themselves towards the path of madness after encountering many things. This type of person is too sensitive, and

They like to go to extremes, and when sensitivity and extremes are completely integrated, no one can stop them from becoming complete madmen.

"Thank you for not killing me." The goddess looked a little shy.

At this time, she became a person with secondary personality traits and returned to being an ordinary little woman.

"No need to thank me." Zhao Ziyang shook his head, stared at the goddess and said to her: "Everyone has the right to revenge. If I were you, I would probably do something even more extreme."

"But you killed all those mercenaries." The goddess frowned, as if she didn't understand.

"They are not mercenaries, they are just a bunch of damn rubbish." Zhao Ziyang continued easily: "Mercenaries are also soldiers, especially in this relatively peaceful world, they are purer than the soldiers in the establishment. They can become philistines.

Hands, but don't be like a beast."

The goddess nodded, recognizing what Zhao Ziyang said.

"Can you accompany me to a place?" The goddess looked at Zhao Ziyang with expectant eyes.

"No, I think it's time for me to rest. I will leave to return to China tomorrow." Zhao Ziyang refused without hesitation. He felt that he had nothing more to say.

He spared the goddess's life because this woman shouldn't be killed. She had her own reasons for hatred. Besides, the Cossacks had nothing to do with him, and this woman finally had some kind of fate with him that he could get to know each other among the crowd.

"No, you must accompany me!" The goddess's words suddenly became extremely firm, and a sharp light burst out from her eyes.

Facing the goddess's light, Zhao Ziyang still shook his head.

"Your name is Zhao Ziyang, the leader of the world's top mercenary organization Lurker, codenamed Special Forces. You are qualified to go. This is not a request, but a very sincere invitation." The woman's whole aura has completely changed. From her second personality,

Became the first personality.

"Give me a reason." Zhao Ziyang stared at the goddess.

"We need you because we are partners on a common front."

"I'm sorry, I don't have any interest." Zhao Ziyang shook his head, with a faint smile on his face and stared at the goddess's heroic and beautiful cheeks and said: "I'm not a mercenary, and I don't have what you need, and we are not in a

Partners on the common front. But if you stay and sleep with me tonight, I will be very sexually interested."

This sentence is too straightforward. Of course, this was Zhao Ziyang's intention. He just wanted to see how the goddess would react. As for whether he was the leader of the lurker mercenary group, it didn't matter. Anyway, those people he

Can't even remember.

"If you go with me, I am willing to sleep with you at night." The goddess nodded heavily and added: "I am a virgin and I will not let you down."

"It's better to go to sleep first." Zhao Ziyang's eyes were very lustful, and his eyes swept over the goddess's convex and concave body.

"Okay!" The goddess began to take off her clothes without hesitation, showing her proud body in front of Zhao Ziyang without reservation.

Zhao Ziyang stared at the goddess's towering breasts, watching her rise and fall due to her rapid breathing, and felt his mouth go dry for a while, which was a natural reaction for a man. However, he did not dare to step forward because he was afraid of causing trouble for himself.

When an extremely good woman with no emotional basis takes off her clothes in front of you in exchange for sex, you must hold back your sperm. Usually this kind of thing always requires a considerable price to pay, which is far from a body.

Make up for it. No one will make a loss-making deal. A woman who dedicates her body to you will always have surprising demands.

It would be a lie to say that he is not moved. Zhao Ziyang, who has experienced a killing, really needs to vent, and the best way to vent is a woman. Unfortunately, he is afraid and afraid of all the troubles that will follow.

"I'll pay you a thousand dollars, how about you sleep with me?" Zhao Ziyang took out a stack of money and threw it on the bed, licking his lips hard.

When the goddess heard this sentence, she shed two lines of tears. This was an insult, a complete insult.

"I'm not for sale." The goddess declared herself seriously.

"I didn't buy it, I gave the money as a gift." Zhao Ziyang smiled, the desire in his eyes disappeared, and some were just cautious.

The goddess's tears flowed more and more violently, dripping down her cheeks and onto her white chest. Her body, which exuded an ivory luster, was trembling slightly. But she bit her lips and stood there stubbornly.

"Give me a reason." Zhao Ziyang said in a deep voice.

"We need you." The goddess struggled to open her mouth to answer Zhao Ziyang.

"Give me a reason!" Zhao Ziyang's eyes showed faint anger, staring at the goddess.

"We need you" is not a reason, what he wants is the real reason.

"I am a member of the Lord's Armed Forces, and we really need you, because we are indeed friends who stand on the same front."

"God's Armed Alliance?" Zhao Ziyang chuckled, shook his head and said: "I don't know what God's Armed Alliance is, and I'm not interested in knowing. Now it's either you sleep with me and get a thousand dollars and leave, or you

Go out of my room now and don't disturb me. I'm going back to China tomorrow and don't want to get involved in any trouble, do you understand what I mean?"

The goddess began to put on her own clothes, her movements were graceful and graceful, under the commentary of Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

"Do you think you can go back if you don't agree to me?" The goddess, who was dressed, had a cold face.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhao Ziyang narrowed his eyes.

He can't see through the goddess, her personality switches too frequently, and you can't predict what form she will be in the next minute.

"Pa bang bang..." There was a neat sound of running outside, and then the window was illuminated by a dazzling searchlight.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ziyang's face was full of anger. He stepped forward, grabbed the goddess's neck and growled: "Damn it, what do you want?"

The goddess raised her head, letting Zhao Ziyang pinch her, and said without fear: "I don't want to do anything. If you don't want to be friends with us, then you are our enemy."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Zhao Ziyang increased his strength in his hands.

"Cough cough cough...don't be afraid, I, I, I..."

With a "bang" sound, the goddess's body was thrown to the ground beside the bed by Zhao Ziyang. He walked to the window and pushed it open. He saw rows of mercenaries surrounding the place. In addition, there were

More than a dozen RPG rocket launchers were aimed at his room. With such absolute force, he couldn't even think of getting out with his butt. As long as the other party ordered it, he couldn't even find a scumbag.

"It's not an invitation now, you have to go." The goddess got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the wound on her forehead, and made an invitation gesture to Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang, who was forced to do nothing, was filled with blazing flames, but he held back the flames, opened the door and strode out.

The mercenaries of the Warriors were already dumbfounded by this scene. These mercenaries were the original strength of this mercenary station. They usually did not dare to provoke them, but they did not expect that these guys would aim their guns at them.

Zhao Ziyang walked out and was shrouded in two searchlights. Under the guidance of the searchlight's aperture, he walked towards the five-story headquarters in the center of the station. The goddess followed closely behind him and entered with him.

When the two of them entered, the mercenaries who surrounded the warriors immediately returned, and the searchlights continued to patrol the station as if nothing had happened.

After entering the building, Zhao Ziyang was led by the goddess into an office and took an elevator hidden in the office to the underground.

This is an underground base with plenty of light, but it is very empty and there is no one there. But Zhao Ziyang's face changed. He could feel that there was an inaudible aura lurking there every once in a while. These

None of these guys are weak, and the bloodthirsty murderous aura is extremely clear.

After passing through the wide passage, the two people entered a simple but very generous hall. There were only a few people sitting sparsely in the hall. At first glance, they looked like mercenaries who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round.

"Good evening, goddess." A tall, handsome young man greeted the goddess.

The goddess nodded and responded.

As for the others, their faces were cold and they were doing their own thing, just like cold-blooded animals.

Zhao Ziyang felt a wry smile in his heart. There were not many organizations that could establish such an underground base, which was enough to make people feel the huge power.

"Are you Chinese?" A short mercenary with a gloomy face blocked Zhao Ziyang's path.

"You are Vietnamese." Zhao Ziyang affirmed the ancestry of the guy in front of him, because Vietnamese are easy to distinguish, not because they are short, but because their appearance is so easy to distinguish in the eyes of Chinese people.

The Vietnamese mercenary's eyes showed a strong murderous look, and his fists made the sound of bones exploding.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Zhao Ziyang shook his head helplessly and smiled, with a strong look of madness and murderous intent in his eyes.

With a "bang" sound, Zhao Ziyang punched the opponent's cheek. You could clearly see the Vietnamese's eyeballs suddenly bulging outward, and his whole body flew towards the railing of the spiral staircase.

With a "click" sound, the wooden stair railing broke.

"Roar!..." A violent roar came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth. His body passed through an afterimage and rushed forward. He picked up a piece of wood and hit the Vietnamese's head hard.

"Click", the wooden stick broke at the moment of contact with the Vietnamese head, blood flowed turbulently from the wound, and the guy was in a state of dizziness.

Zhao Ziyang became even more crazy, waving his fists and hitting the Vietnamese head and face, and making scolding sounds like gangsters fighting.

"I'll fuck you, you mother-in-law Vietnamese monkey. If you get in my way like a dog, I'll fuck you to death!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

One punch after another landed firmly on the Vietnamese, completely deforming his face.

"Crack..." The sound of broken ribs came out.

Zhao Ziyang, with a ferocious look on his face, hit the ribs hard, pushing the broken ribs directly into the Vietnamese monkey's lungs.

Blood foam spurted out from the Vietnamese's mouth and nose, and the whole figure lay at the entrance of the stairs as if he were looking for rotten flesh.

Looking at the Vietnamese beneath him, Zhao Ziyang took a breath, raised his blood-stained fist high, and smashed it into the opponent's cheek that had already blossomed.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of bone breaking was heard, reaching the ears of everyone in the room.
To be continued...