Although Tang Yuyao has never really seen what a mercenary is, he has seen a lot of them in movies. Those mercenaries are simply his idols! They live a life of licking blood every day! Every one of them is the best among men.
Those who can survive are the best!
"It turns out that Angkor is not that simple..." Tang Yuyao said with emotion, took a closer look at Wu Ming's expression, and suddenly said: "I wonder if Angkor has ever thought about making a career in country Z?
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The reason why Tang Yuyao asked this was because he had already had an idea - if what Wu Ming said is true, then Wu Ming is a rare talent! If there is Wu Ming in the newly established Dark Night Organization,
Wouldn't such a master be even more powerful?
"Why do you ask, sir?" Wu Ming paused, and inadvertently, a light flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by him: "Did you figure out something else, sir?"
"What's the calculation?" Zihonghua looked at the two people who were asking and answering, and felt confused. Seeing that Tang Yuyao looked very serious, she had to endure her curiosity and did not continue to ask.
"Ha ha……"
Tang Yuyao noticed the glint in Wu Ming's eyes. He had only seen one person with such sharp eyes! That was his godfather Xiao Yao! Now that Wu Ming actually has such eyes, he must not belong to the pool! He couldn't help but be determined.
Realizing what he was thinking, he suddenly laughed and said: "Korean Angkor is right, I have indeed figured out some secrets!"
"What secret?" Wu Ming had a vague feeling that this young man was not simple. He had experienced life and death, and had met many people. Most people's thoughts could not escape his eyes, but this person in front of him... he couldn't see through it.
!
Seeing Wu Ming's interest, Tang Yuyao smiled mysteriously and continued: "The so-called secret cannot be leaked! But..."
"But what?" Wu Ming's curiosity was piqued and she asked impatiently.
"But Angkor is one of our own, so why not reveal the secret?" Tang Yuyao said with a scheming look, shaking his head.
"Sir, please explain clearly!"
"good!"
Tang Yuyao slapped his thigh and said with great surprise: "After observing the sky during the day, I learned that the noble man from Angkor has arrived!"
An ordinary taxi drove to a grassy field outside the suburbs.
The grass stretches as far as the eye can see, and the grasses are in their prime, standing tall and green.
There is not a single tree here, only twenty or thirty green tents, densely packed and distributed on the edge of the grass.
Originally, this training should have ended two days ago, but the killers insisted on staying a few more days. The reason is very simple. Every killer admires Xiao Yao's training methods. This kind of thing that can enhance one's own quality is rare.
After encountering it, almost everyone chose to stay.
A young man standing upright had already seen the taxi. He frowned and stretched out his hand to stop it: "Who is coming?"
"Lynx, I am An Ye!" Tang Yuyao opened the car window, stretched out his head and smiled. He knew this young man. He was a few years older than himself. He had good skills and was extremely flexible, just like a wild cat in the mountains, so he was codenamed——
Bobcat.
Who is An Ye? Those are his parents who provide him with food and clothing! Shanmao didn't expect this boss to be so approachable. He smiled stupidly and bowed, watching the taxi enter the center of the grassland.
"Boss!" Zhang Zhang's sharp eyes were the first to see Tang Yuyao get out of the car and run over from the training center sweating profusely. He said with a smile: "What brought you here, boss?"
"Xiao Lizi, can you call me An Ye? This is not the Fuyang Gang!" Tang Yuyao said angrily. This Zhang Lizi always likes to call himself boss when he talks. Doesn't he look like a gangster?
"Hehe... Lao An Ye, don't you also call me Xiaolizi? My codename is Kaishanhu!" Zhang Li retorted slyly.