"Boss!" Daofeng suddenly made a voice and walked towards Zhao Ziyang.

"Do you want to save Mandala?" Zhao Ziyang pressed the trigger with his right index finger and said coldly to the blade.

"Boss, if, if Mandala is willing to come back. After all, we have fought together before." Blade hesitated, but after seeing Zhao Ziyang's eyes, he said very simply: "Mandala saved me.

I have to give her her life back."

After finishing speaking, Daofeng firmly grabbed Zhao Ziyang's gun and put it to his head, and said to Zhao Ziyang very seriously: "If I'm not here, you can kill her, but I am here, and I have to return her."

She has a life."

Mercenaries are brave enough to lick blood from their blades and are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of owing others something. Pay back the money you owe, and pay back the life you owe. They want to die cleanly and thoroughly. No one wants to go to another world with a lot of debt.

Zhao Ziyang stared at the blade for a while, then turned and walked towards another defender mercenary. He respected what the blade did, which was an unwritten code in the mercenary world.

"Mandala." Daofeng looked at Zhao Ziyang's back and said softly to Mandala: "I will return your life to you. I won't owe you anything anymore. Next time, next time I will kill you with my own hands."

Mandala, who was covering her wound, showed a bitter smile and said nothing. Maybe she regretted her choice, maybe...

Zhao Ziyang walked up to Hunting Fox and stared at his handsome face, with a smile on his lips: "You gave me a shot in Black Town."

"But it's a pity." Liehu spread his hands helplessly and said, "It's a pity that I couldn't kill you with that shot. It's a pity..."

"It's too late." Zhao Ziyang's smile became extremely ferocious, and he raised the pistol in his right hand.

"Dip-dip-dip-dip-"

At this moment, a beeping sound came, giving everyone in the room a creepy feeling: a time bomb!

The baron, whose face was pale and speechless, gave out a sinister smile, and a red light shone in a package hanging on his waist.

With a "chi" sound, the baron opened the package, revealing a square piece of C4 explosive inside.

Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen...the countdown of less than fifteen seconds jumped again, and the red indicator light was dazzling.

The three defender mercenaries suddenly moved and used their bodies to block the baron behind him to prevent him from being shot dead.

Sniper blind spot, unable to lock on.

"Are you really going to blow it up?" Zhao Ziyang smiled disdainfully.

Maybe after just coming into contact with the baron's dark red eyes, he immediately concluded that this guy would definitely dare to detonate the explosive. Because the other person's eyes were full of colors that only a madman could have. He was not afraid of death, and he didn't mind dragging a few people with him.

Eight, seven, six...

At this time, even if the baron is shot, it will be impossible to prevent the explosion of the explosive, so...

"withdraw!"

Just before the explosive exploded, the lurker rushed out of the room, holding his head tightly.

"Boom!" The explosion sounded and the bomb detonated.

It's just that the power of the explosion doesn't seem to be that way, it's like a directional blast.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of sniper rifles in the distance reminded me of Pandora ambushing on the outside, flash point, rifling towards the back of the house to snipe.

Yes, this is directional blasting. The C4 on the Baron is just a cover. They completed the fixed-point blasting of the wall of the house the moment the lurker jumped out, avoided the sniper and jumped onto the HMMWV parked on the side, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

"Da da da..." "Da da da..."

The lurker mercenary who reacted immediately pulled the trigger and fired at the three HMMWVs that rushed out.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!..." Sparks flew from the bulletproof carriage, and rifle bullets could not penetrate at all, leaving a white mark on it in vain.

The speeding HMMWV hit the lurker, the glass of the car rolled down a little, and several dark objects were thrown out from the inside.

"dodge!"

"Boom! Boom!..."

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Several grenades exploded violently, and at the same time, a sniper round from Pandora penetrated the half-open car window, followed by an armor-piercing bullet fired from the barrel of the Flashpoint gun.

With a "crash", the bulletproof car window could not withstand the power of the armor-piercing bullet and was immediately shattered. A trace of blood spattered out along with the broken glass.

Three black gun barrels protruded from the carriages of the three HMMWVs, aiming at the gathering point where Pandora and the others were.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The three sniper rifles fired continuously, briefly suppressing the sniper kills of the three Pandora people. HMMWV turned its horsepower to the maximum and ran towards the northeast of the station like a wild beast. In the blink of an eye, it was out of the sniper range and fled.

Out of sight of the lurker.

After patting the sand on his head, Zhao Ziyang got up from the ground and looked at the HMMWV with only a few black spots left in the distance. There was infinite regret on his face. He failed to kill the defender this time. I'm afraid it will be very bad next time.

It's difficult.

"Is anyone injured? Confirm!" Zhao Ziyang shouted loudly.

"fine."

"Safety!"

"Safe, but the tiger shark's butt seems to be blooming."

"..."

After making sure that no one was seriously injured, Zhao Ziyang strode towards the room next to him, where Seth and Zhao Changzheng were lying.

"Water...water..." Seth, with his eyes closed, moved his lips to ask for water. He was tortured to death by the broken words and the baking of the sun.

But his pain is incomparable to Zhao Changzheng's.

Throwing a pot of water to Seth, Zhao Ziyang helped Zhao Changzheng up, who had already woken up, took the water bottle handed over by Blade and sprinkled it on his wound to clean the salt from the wound.

The clean water felt soothing when it touched the wound, and Zhao Changzheng couldn't help but let out a long moan. However, the moan stopped suddenly, and he widened his eyes to see his father standing at the door.

"Dad..." Zhao Changzheng called Zhao Zhengrong, and then his eyes turned red and tears rolled in his eyes.

"How long have you been in the mercenary group?" Zhao Zhengrong asked seriously.

"One month and eight days." Zhao Changzheng lowered his head, and two tears rolled down to the ground.

"Raise your head!" Zhao Zhengrong roared, pointing at his son's swollen face and scolding loudly: "You still have the nerve to cry, the old Zhao family has lost all their face. You've been looking like this for a month and eight days.

You can be beaten like this by others!"

Zhao Changzheng held back his tears and refused to cry.

"From now on, you can no longer call me Zhao Changzheng. You will call me Wu Nan, after your mother's name. Do you understand me?" Zhao Zhengrong shouted at his son with wide eyes.

"Dad..." Zhao Changzheng called Zhao Zhengrong in a tearful voice.

"Don't cry!"

"Dad, your waist..." Zhao Changzheng pointed to his father's waist with tears in his eyes.

There was a steel needle stuck in his waist. The steel needle penetrated into his body and was afraid that it would penetrate his internal organs.

"Huh..." Zhao Zhengrong took a long breath and walked to his son, stretched out his right hand to touch his head and said: "Dad is fine, it's just... alas..."

With a long sigh, Zhao Zhengrong strode outside and stood in the sun with his arms folded.

Zhao Ziyang, who had been silent, wiped away Zhao Changzheng's tears, patted his shoulder and said: "Your dad is more of a man than a man, you have a good father!"

Zhao Changzheng nodded silently and said to Zhao Ziyang: "Boss, don't call me Zhao Changzheng from now on, call me Wu Nan."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Changzheng limped out of the door, stared deeply at Zhao Zhengrong's broad shoulders, turned his head and walked aside to receive treatment.

Looking at the father and son, Zhao Ziyang shook his head and walked towards Zhao Zhengrong.

"Brother Zhao, thank you." Zhao Ziyang wanted to thank Zhao Zhengrong.

"No, you don't need to thank me. I didn't come here to save my son." Zhao Zhengrong shook his head and said: "Since I dare to release my son, I will be prepared to kill him. Being alive proves it.

With his ability, if he dies, it will only prove his incompetence."

Regarding Zhao Zhengrong's words, Zhao Ziyang shook his head, but when he saw the dried water stains at the corners of Zhao Zhengrong's eyes, everything became clear. Zhao Zhengrong must have unspeakable difficulties, otherwise he would not kick Zhao Zhengrong to death.

The purpose of joining the mercenary group during the Long March was to protect Wu Nan and make him stronger until he could protect himself.

"Are you a Dragon Cavalry General?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Me?" Zhao Zhengrong pointed to his nose and smiled: "How can I be a Dragon Cavalry General? What kind of person is a Dragon Cavalry General? You are really flattering me by comparing me to a Dragon Cavalry General."

"Really?" Zhao Ziyang looked confused.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Zhengrong smiled and patted Zhao Ziyang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I am really not a Dragon Cavalry General. If I were, I would definitely admit it, but I really am not."

Although Zhao Ziyang was still confused, he still nodded and chose to believe Zhao Zhengrong. He was wondering who Zhao Zhengrong would be if he were not a Dragon Rider General. With his ability, he would definitely not be an unknown person, but must be a coquettish existence.

.

"That's right." Zhao Zhengrong whispered to Zhao Ziyang silently: "My son has caused you to worry so much. I hope you can train him by all means. I have many things to do, so I can't take care of him. Please be sure to do this.

help."

Zhao Ziyang smiled bitterly. He felt that Zhao Zhengrong was the best candidate to train Wu Nan because he was stronger than anyone else.

"Oh, it's hard to explain in words." Zhao Zhengrong, who caught Zhao Ziyang's wry smile in his eyes, sighed and said: "Brother, this child is too dangerous to be with me, but he will live longer with you. Don't worry, I will Zhao Ziyang in the future.
To be continued...