(Sorry, because of the confusion caused by the previous stolen chapters, Banzhu thought that the one she wrote just now was also stolen, so she deleted it. Sorry.)

In the afternoon, there was a room in Lanxing Huadu Hotel.

"Hello, sir, I am Mr. Mandela's secretary-el." A young man with a gentle appearance and wearing a precious suit politely bowed slightly to Tang Long, who was standing at the door of the living room to welcome guests.

Tang Long, who had been waiting for the guests for a long time, realized that the secretary did not call his name and immediately knew that he did not want the person behind him to know his name. Although he was wondering what his name was to keep secret, he didn't say anything. He just made a call to Sha and said: OK, please sit down."

After everyone sat down, Tang Long asked directly without any politeness: "Why didn't Mr. Mandela come?" Although Tang Long spoke to El, his eyes looked at the four strong men next to El. The first thought of anyone with eyes when they saw these four men must be: soldiers, soldiers who have been through many battles. Tang Long thought to himself: "It seems that this is the mercenary I hired for me."

"Mr. Mandela cannot come to meet you because he is responsible for the concert, so Mr. Mandela asked me to apologize to you in this generation." Secretary El stood up and bowed slightly again. After seeing Tang Long nodding, he continued: "At the same time, Mr. Mandela also told me to be responsible for completing the agreed things with you." As he said that, he turned sideways to the man next to him, shaved a buzz head, straightened his waist, and waved his hand and said, "Let me introduce you to you, this is the leader of the Tiger Mercenary Group - Mr. Ryan."

When Elle wanted to continue the introduction, Ryan suddenly stood up, took a step forward and gave a mercenary gift to Tang Long and said, "Hello sir, I don't know what our mission is? As long as the price is right, no matter what you want us to do, we will help you do the best." Ryan knew that the young man with strange sunglasses in front of him had to be kept confidential, so he didn't ask. For mercenaries, it was too common to encounter such tasks that require confidentiality in employer identity.

El shook his head helplessly. Mercenaries were mercenaries, and they talked about money as soon as they opened their mouths. Originally, he suggested to the chief that he used the intelligence unit to pretend to be mercenaries, but the chief said that he must be a real mercenary to avoid being suspected by Tang Long. I really don’t know if these mercenaries who only look at money can play the show well.

Tang Long, who has read too many novels, certainly knew that this is the mercenaries who live for money, so he said without much care: "Your mission is to help me rescue my subordinates from the Butterfly Balloon." As he said that, he told the story of going to the Universe Port to intercept the Butterfly Balloon.

After hearing this, Ryan said, "Please allow me to discuss with my brother." He ignored Tang Long and his secretary's reaction, left the seat with the three big men, walked aside and muttered.

After a while, Ryan came back and said to Tang Long, "Since your goal is the Butterfly Dance, the commission we requested is this number." He said that, and raised a finger.

Tang Long nodded and said, "Is it 10 billion? No problem. As long as my subordinates can be rescued, it is not a problem. For Tang Long, who has a very swollen wallet, it is nothing at all, and in his heart, people cannot exchange money for it.

Hearing Tang Long's words, Ryan and his three subordinates opened their mouths involuntarily, and El was surprised. El didn't expect that Tang Long would be willing to pay so much money to save his subordinates. If the person was really in the hands of Butterfly Dance, he could buy the person back by taking out hundreds of millions. At the same time, El also glanced at Ryan. Of course, he knew that this mercenary group with little reputation could not offer such a high price. It must be Tang Long's misunderstanding.

Ryan and his three subordinates looked at each other. Ryan could see from his subordinates that they all wanted to nod. Why are they so anxious? Ryan knew very well, because his original bid was 100 million.

Ryan struggled in his heart. It was of course a good thing to increase the reward by a hundred times, but his mercenary group was not worth the price at all. The other party would shout out this price because the other party misunderstood him. Ryan thought for a while and felt that the reputation of the mercenary group was important, so he spoke out: "Sir, you misunderstood, my asking price is 100 million." After saying this, Ryan obviously felt an astonishing look from his subordinates. If he hadn't been worried about being in front of outsiders, his subordinates would have spoken out against it.

Tang Long was stunned for a moment, but quickly looked at Ryan with admiration. This was an honest person. If he encountered such a thing, he would definitely nod without saying a word. Tang Long smiled and said, "I wonder how many members of your mercenary group have?"

Ryan, who was thinking about how to explain to his subordinates when he went back, replied without hesitation: "Left or right."

Tang Long shook his head and said, "There are too few people." Before Ryan could speak, Tang Long stood up and continued, "I will give you the money at your own discretion. You are required to do your best to invite the most mercenaries to join in before 6 o'clock tonight. And the mission is changed to the Butterfly Dance!" At this time, Tang Long's voice became extremely cold.

Tang Long knew that he didn't need mercenaries to help him rescue his subordinates, because his more than 100 fully armed special forces were enough to complete the task. But in order to eliminate Butterfly Dance, a large group of mercenaries still needed help. Tang Long had promised his subordinates that anyone who hurt them would destroy him! So when he rescued people, it was the moment when Butterfly Dance Dance was destroyed.

Ryan was stunned for a moment. Is this mysterious boy wearing sunglasses too much money? He just threw 10 billion yuan. And he actually said to eliminate Butterfly Balloon? Don't he know that it is a gang organization of tens of thousands of people? Of course Ryan knew that if he refused, his brother might eat him raw. Besides, the mercenaries work hard for money, no matter who his opponent is. As for whether to fight or not, it is another matter. After thinking about this, he nodded and agreed.

Next, Ryan and Tang Long agreed on the gathering time and place, and after obtaining Tang Long's online payment, he immediately took his subordinates to leave the room quickly, because the time limit was only 3 hours. As soon as he went out, one subordinate said: "Captain, where can we recruit people in just 3 hours?" Before Ryan could speak, another subordinate laughed and said: "This is not better, I can't recruit people, and that thrifty household has nothing to say, we can take it alone."

Ryan snorted coldly: "Do you want our reputation to be ruined? That boy is not an ordinary person. Everyone in the Intelligence Department respectfully in front of him. It is not good for us to offend him."

Hearing this, the four mercenaries remembered the respectful look of the secretary of the Intelligence Department and nodded. When the Intelligence Department came to his mercenary group, they thought they had offended the Intelligence Department. They were so scared that they almost beg for mercenary. They were relieved until they found out that they were asking for mercenaries for others. Although they still don’t know who the young man is, they also know that it’s not good to provoke him. Seeing that he always said his subordinates and subordinates, he just came down casually, he knew that he was a nobleman. His small mercenary group would not even have the qualification to offend him.

Ryan ignored the reaction of his subordinates and said to his subordinates: "Contact other mercenaries to me and tell them that they can participate in a mission with a total reward of 9 billion yuan if they come here within 3 hours." Hearing this, the four mercenaries were stunned for a moment, but soon smiled happily and said, "The leader of the regiment is wise."

When Ryan heard this, he could only sigh helplessly. If he didn't do this, as long as these people returned to the group, their status would be shaken.

"Mr. El, I wonder if there will be any changes in Butterfly Bow? They did send people away at 7 pm, right?" Tang Long asked after pouring a glass of red wine for El.

"Thank you." After El thanked, he raised his glass and smiled: "Yes, Mr. Tang Long, they did send people away at 7 o'clock tonight. Please believe in the ability of our Intelligence Department. Besides, we will know immediately whenever the Butterfly Beast changes." Although El said this, he thought to himself: "Even if the Butterfly Beast really decided to send people away at 7 o'clock tonight, the time will be changed now, let alone that there is no such thing at all. Haha, you can only wait in Universe Port for a while."

After saying those words, El was about to clink a glass with Tang Long, but found that Tang Long was drinking milk, and he couldn't help but feel stupid. He never expected that a soldier liked to drink milk!

Just when El didn't know what to say, a rash man ran in without even knocking on the door and shouted at Tang Long: "Sir, why don't my armor be my share?"

El looked up and saw a beautiful woman with a bright red head, looking at Tang Long with anger. Seeing the woman's angry look, El couldn't help but jump. Although she was in Laolang, she began to envy Tang Long when she saw the eight unconscious female soldiers. But when she saw the charm of the woman in front of her, El knew that she had begun to envy Tang Long.

Tang Long seemed not fascinated by the woman in front of him at all. He drank a sip of milk with a very comfortable expression before answering the question: "What are you good at?"

When the red woman heard this, she was stunned for a moment before answering: "I am good at artillery. What does this have to do with not giving me armor?"

"Special armor is used for melee combat, while artillery is used for long-range attacks, which is of course not suitable for you." Another woman's voice came from outside the door.

El, who had not recovered from the stunning just now, looked straight again, because seven or eight beautiful women with a beautiful face less than red came in at the door. And the one who said that was a black-headed, cold-looking and very young woman.

The red woman said to the black woman dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you good at computers? Then why can you have a share to participate?"

The black woman shook her head and said, "Did you forget that besides being good at computers, I am still a member of the special forces team?"

When the Red Woman wanted to say something, a tall, blue-headed woman patted the Red Woman on the shoulder and said, "Don't I have no choice but to go?"

Although the red woman muttered: "You are a fighter pilot, of course you will not have any share in fighting." But she no longer protested.

Although El didn't know who these women were, he also knew that the women who could enter Tang Long's room were not ordinary soldiers. The number of them should be the officers of the military prostitute company. El was a little distressed because he felt the shortage of intelligence for the first time. Except for Tang Long, he knew almost nothing about the information of other personnel. Who said that the military prostitute company was hidden in the dark before? Not to mention his intelligence department, it was the intelligence department of the central government, I believe there was no information from these women.

"Where is Yuna?" Tang Long couldn't help asking when he saw that there was no Yuna among the girls.

The red woman immediately followed the conversation and said, "Big sister and Li Wu are all marshalling the team members with Jiesi." When El heard this, she immediately began to collect information. With this sentence, he knew the names of the three officers in the company and roughly guessed the positions and abilities of these three officers. However, El had never understood what the armor was about when the Red woman was talking about.

Tang Long was stunned when he heard this. Yuna was the eldest sister of the company and Jiesi was the captain of the special forces. It was not surprising that he was in the marshalling team, but why did Liwu, a woman wearing a black frame and big glasses, stayed below to join in the fun? Aren’t she a clerk? Of course, Tang Long didn’t ask the questions because it was not good for others to care about her sisters? Who was it wrong?

Seeing that Tang Long did not introduce himself to the beauty, El had to introduce himself enthusiastically. El posed a gentlemanly manner and said, "Misses, I am very happy to meet you. I am Mr. Mandela's secretary - El, and will be responsible for completing the agreement between Mr. Mandela and Mr. Tang Long."

I felt good about myself and thought I could get these beauties, especially the name of the red beauties, but El was disappointed because these beauties just nodded and said, "Hello, I'm glad to see you." Then I ignored him.

Maybe the reaction of the beauties was not a big blow to Elle. The next scene made Elle go crazy. First, the beauties seemed to have no existence, and just talked to Tang Long and ignored him. Then the red beauties shouted so hot that they ran to the bathroom to take a shower while taking off their clothes. At the same time, the black beauties also yawned into the bedroom. When they saw her, they knew they were sleeping. It turned out that these women regarded Tang Long's room as their own room!

With this feeling, Elle looked at the man who looked calm and chatted with the beauty while drinking milk, and hated her teeth. He mistakenly thought that Tang Long had eaten these beauties, so he had no response to these extremely ambiguous actions. Elle, who was so sad in his heart, immediately got up and said a few words and left. He decided to go back and take the oil from the female soldiers who were still unconscious to retaliate against Tang Long. Of course, he only dared to take advantage of the female soldiers and didn't dare to really eat those female soldiers. He would not do anything about offending the chief and Tang Long.

Seeing El gone, Tang Long also put down the juice and left the room of Ling Li and Elshe, and returned to his room opposite. Looking at the components of special armor piled up in the living room and the giant weapons that matched them, Tang Long couldn't help scratching his head and muttering: "How can I wear this thing? I don't want to be served and put on like last time."

At night, in the underground warehouse of Huadu Hotel, the warehouse that was originally full of goods had no goods at this time, and was replaced by dense crowds and dozens of military transport vehicles.

Although Elle stood beside Tang Long, she still stared at Tang Long, who was one head taller than him. At this moment, Tang Long had his whole body wrapped in a set of metal armor except his head. If Elle knew that Tang Long had called out, four beauties including Hong Elshe helped to put on this set of armor, he would probably be jealous again.

After seeing this armor, El finally knew what the armor was referring to by the Red Beauty. But he was very surprised, how could this guy Tang Long get hundreds of sets of special forces armor in one day? Is he really offended the senior military officials? Even the senior military officials with good relations with the above could not get so many special forces armor in such a short time. At the same time, El also looked at the more than 100 soldiers wearing such armor in the front row of the team. Unfortunately, the appearance of these soldiers was not visible, but it was certain that they were all beautiful girls. Of course, El also looked at the mature brown beauty beside Tang Long from time to time. It seemed that she was the eldest sister of the Red Beauty.

Tang Long coldly glanced at the nearly 10,000 people standing in front of him. Because he was wearing sunglasses, no one could feel his gaze. However, more than 100 female soldiers in special forces armor in the front row, they didn't know what to do, and they could raise their heads and chests when Tang Long looked here. Although the mercenaries behind did not react like this, everyone looked at the boy wearing sunglasses with a hot look, because this boy was his God of Wealth.

"Lian, after I give you the signal, you will immediately bring people to attack the nearby Butterfly Dance Stronghold." Tang Long said to Ryan beside him. El had already handed over the information of Butterfly Dance Stronghold to Tang Long. Of course, these strongholds were specially divided into the military police department and given the share occupied by the Intelligence Department.

Ryan nodded and said, "Ryan didn't expect that he was just a message. He actually came to Hula with dozens of mercenaries, with almost tens of thousands of mercenaries. Most of them were mercenaries that they had never heard of. Judging from the attitudes between their teammates, it turned out that they had just been established. Although Ryan was wondering why there were so many mercenaries nearby, I remember that there were only a maximum of three or four mercenaries nearby a year ago and one or two thousand mercenaries nearby. But he didn't care. Anyway, he had already received the 1 billion yuan reward from his mercenary group, so let these people share the rest.

"Mr. El, there is no problem with the police and the military police?" Tang Long continued to ask El.

"Don't worry, Mr. Mandela has already handled it. As long as you don't run to the concert to fire, it's okay even if you turn the planet over." El replied a little proudly.

Tang Long was not surprised to hear this, because only nearly 10,000 armed personnel entered Manlanxing without any difficulties, which could explain why the Intelligence Department was the top official force. But Tang Long was surprised by these armed mercenaries. How could so many people participate in the mercenaries? How could the Federation allow armed forces outside the government to exist? Did the Federation never think that these armed forces would become hidden dangers? However, Tang Long felt relieved when he thought that the Butterfly Dance with tens of thousands of armed personnel had never been hit by the government. This was a phenomenon that was caused by the Federal **, and since mercenaries were willing to do anything as long as they had money, I believe that many government officials must have hired these mercenaries to do something shameful. Because of this, the government would not ban the mercenaries.

Tang Long took off his sunglasses and handed them over to Yuna, who was staying by his side, so he put on a helmet. When transmitting images, the helmet acted directly on the visual nerve and formed images in the pupils. Even deep myopia can be seen clearly. If you wear something like glasses and then wear this helmet and let the lens block the rays shot towards the eyes, it is like a blind eye..." As Tang Long finished his words, the jet function of more than a hundred female soldier armor wearing special forces armor ran towards the personnel carrier and quickly boarded up. The remaining mercenaries lined up under the command of Ryan. After the personnel carrier left, they would divide into groups to reach the base of the Butterfly Dance.

Manlanxing Central Plaza, the originally empty square, had a fence several meters high around a few weeks ago. This fence not only resists the high impact of floating cars, but also withstands the attack of laser pistols, completely ensuring that the people inside will not be harmed.

The entire central square is divided into 4 wide entrances in the direction of southeast, northwest, and each entrance has 20 ticket checkouts. Usually, there are only patrol police and several guards on guard around, but today there are thousands of armed policemen standing guard outside each entrance here. There is no way. Today is the time for the concert to start. Someone entered the venue as early as noon, let alone the 30 minutes left. Can you not send more people to guard against hundreds of thousands of audiences?

But don't misunderstand that these armed police are not guarding those who enter the venue with tickets. All the people who enter the venue with tickets are dignitaries, and these armed police are too late to protect, so how dare they offend them. The people they are guarding are the people who are holding fake tickets or are curious about them. They just use electric sticks to beat and scold the people who are crowded with fake tickets. For those who want to sneak in with fake tickets, haha, they don't beat or scold them just drag them away. But as for whether such people can see the sun tomorrow, they will know. They are not afraid of being exposed by reporters? Don't worry, all reporters are busy interviewing noble people inside, and there is no press conference outside. This is the result of the joint request of the Intelligence Department and the Police Department, so the armed police will teach those eyes so unscrupulously.

Two senior police officers in light police uniforms stood behind the armed policemen, smoking and chatting: "Why are these dead people so stupid? If you want to see the scene, just bring a telescope to the high-rise buildings around you, why bother to come here to squeeze?" A police officer said to the crowd outside.

"Haha, you don't know this. It was possible that this was the case, but the people from the Intelligence Department flattered the two major companies, saying that in order to ensure the sound effect of the concert was more perfect, a huge protective cover was set up in the fence, and it was also sound-proof and image-proof. What do you think they think?" Another police officer smiled.

Damn, the people in the Intelligence Department will be troublesome. In this way, aren’t even those of us standing in the corner unable to hear the music?” the first police officer cursed.

"But this is not bad. At least the dignitaries inside don't know what's going on outside." The second police officer sighed.

Your tone seemed to be something we Manlanxing was about to have.” The first police officer said in a little surprised.

The second police officer asked strangely: "Don't you know that the director transferred 10,000 armed police officers?" After seeing the first police officer shaking his head, he continued: "I heard that the Butterfly Biao attacked other gangs, while the people from the Gendarmerie Department ran to help those gangs. Our armed personnel prevented them from fighting."

The first police officer scolded: "Damn it, the idiots of Butterfly Balcon and the Gendarmerie Department are making trouble at this time. Don't they know that if these dignitaries know the news of the battle, our entire planet will go to drink the northwest wind?!"

The second police officer smiled and said, "You know what those guys think, but now with a protective cover, as long as they end before the concert, they will be in trouble. Let them just make trouble."

Wrong, let them make trouble, especially the military police department. The more they die, the better. Then our police department will rank second." The first police officer said with malicious intentions.

While the two officers were smiling at each other, an armed policeman walked up quickly and whispered, "The big man is here." The two officers were stunned when they heard this, curiously leaning out and looking out, preparing to see if they knew each other.

Dozens of high-end extended cars slowly drove into the alert area of ​​the armed police. The armed police knew that the dignitaries were coming when they saw this posture, so they not only did not stop them, but instead stopped the crowds surrounding them from behind.

The car stopped, and dozens of black suit bodyguards got off from the car at the beginning and the tail, and immediately dispersed their guards around. Then the door of a car in the middle opened and a middle-aged man walked out. Seeing the middle-aged man, not only the two police officers opened their mouths in surprise, but even the armed policemen looked at the middle-aged man with a daze, because the middle-aged man was the president of the Wanluo Federation - Chen Yu.

Before the police could wake up, they saw a middle-aged man coming out of the car behind the president's car, a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Wanluo Federal Marshal.

Chen Yu smiled at Olmst, reached out to the ticket inspection gate and made a gesture to invite him. Of course, Olmst was not a fool, so he would not compete with the president on such occasions, so he hurriedly shook his hand and signaled Chen Yu to invite him first. The senior military and political officials who were continuing from the car behind him were waiting around them with a hypocritical smile.

When the two police officers saw that the two federal political and military were still humble, they couldn't help but shivered because they thought that if the Butterfly Dance and the Gendarmerie were fighting, these political and military personnel would definitely be able to hear the gunshots. They cursed in their hearts: "Why haven't you guys been in yet!" While taking out the walkie-talkie to report to the top.

The police chief, the planet and the intelligence chief who heard the report on the field were all shocked, especially when Mandela heard that Chen Yu was coming, he couldn't help but feel his stomach trembling.

"How could the boss come at this time? He can't not know what happened next. What should I do? Conceal it?" Thinking of the boss's appearance after he knew the truth, Mandela shivered and quickly gave up the idea. The boss knew that I would make less profit at most, but I could also put it in my pocket with peace of mind... I shifted the main responsibility to those who took the blame. To be honest, the others are all. For the sake of tribute trillions a year, I believe that the boss will not only not blame me, but will praise it very much." Mandela made up his mind and returned to his normal expression and said to the planet captain: "Let's go and welcome the president."

The Captain of the Planet and the Police Chief who had done too much trouble could only nod and followed Mandela toward the door. They had to beg Chen Yu, who was from the intelligence department, to not know what they were doing.

When Mandela and the others walked out of the door, Chen Yu and the others were about to come in. Of course, the person who checked the ticket was not an idiot. Don’t the president and the marshal know each other? How dare such a big man check the ticket? Of course, he had a humble smile and bent down to welcome him.

Olmst looked at the flattering planet Manlan, the police chief, and the intelligence chief, with interest, and the compliments to Chen Yu. He didn't care that these people were not complimenting him. His weight was not important to these lower-level government officials. Who said that he was not the one who was in charge of their destiny? If he went to the army, he and Chen Yu's treatment would be changed, right?

Thinking of this, Olmst couldn't help but remember what Chen Yu had visited in person not long ago: "I remember that although Chen Yu often talks about something or not, I understand the meaning of Chen Yu's words. He wants to form an alliance with him. 'The lower officials have no strength except the rank of marshal. I don't know why the President wants to be with the lower officials... Except for a general who rebels, the remaining three generals are all good friends.' At that time, I answered Chen Yu like this, but Chen Yu smiled and said don't hide it from me, I know your background. Haha, it seems that his intelligence power is quite good. I know what I am not what it seems on the surface. But Mr. Chen Yu, do you really know my background? If you know, you wouldn't consider forming an alliance with me."

While thinking, Olmst entered the ticket inspection gate. Although he was prepared, he was still stunned by the scene he saw. At first glance, there were countless heads that could not be seen. Hundreds of thousands of people crowded in this central square, which seemed so dense, but without a trace of noisy. These people were all powerful nobles behind them, either government officials or shopping mall masters. If they were killed all of these people, I believe the Federation would collapse immediately, right?

Olmst forcibly put aside the idea of ​​ordering the secret troops to drop nuclear bombs here, because he knew that if these people, especially merchants, were all finished, the Wanluo Federation would become a worthless chaotic galaxy, just like the chaotic galaxy, with no value to seize at all.

It would be great to have a meeting where all the political and military officials gathered together, so there would be no need to be so troublesome." Olmst sighed secretly in his heart and followed the guide to his seat. As for Chen Yu, after talking to the Planet Captain, he followed the intelligence director to somewhere. I wonder what the people from the intelligence system were doing?

In a temporary lounge in Manlanxing Central Plaza, four men in black suits stood at the door. A little further away, dozens of men in different costumes stood vaguely, vaguely posing as guarding the lounge.

There are several spherical machinery flashing with electronic lights in the corner of the wall in the lounge. At a glance, insiders can tell that it is spy supplies used for counter-monitoring. There are only three men in this so alert rest room. Chen Yu was sitting, and the intelligence minister Mis stood behind him, and Mandela was standing respectfully in front of them.

"Mandela, you said there is something important, so what is it?" Chen Yu said politely. The thing he was most proud of was that he knew the details of the heads of the planetary intelligence departments of the Federation. It seems that it is no big deal, but you have to know that the entire Federation has more than 6,700 administrative stars, that is, more than 6,700 intelligence directors. It is generally difficult to remember the names of so many people, let alone remember the details of so many people. Of course, I memorized them day and night, and I was trained until the computer randomly showed a planet name, and I could tell the name, family, background, and resume of the person in charge. In addition to the support of my strong will, what is more important is not because mastering them is equivalent to mastering the reason for the entire Federation and tempting myself to complete it.

"Boss, Tang Long came to this planet to travel, but he was involved in the gang fight because of his subordinates." Mandela told the story. Of course, when he talked about how the Gendarmerie Department used the trivial matter between Tang Long and the gang to expand the dispute and use this to carry out the conspiracy to annex the gang, he added some jealousy.
To be continued...