There was no need for the bald white man to do anything. He just took a chair and sat down, picked up the bottle and started pouring it.
He poured himself a full glass of brandy, and then put the bottle into Bobby's hand.
And said: "Put it away and take it back to drink later."
The bald white man saw that Long Zhan was so calm. Not only did he want to drink, but he also took the rest back home, completely ignoring the dozens of them.
The expression in his eyes has changed significantly, and the expression on his face has become a little more subtle.
"Bring me another bottle of brandy."
The bald white man snapped his fingers at the bar to swear that he was the boss here. He took a sip from the wine glass on the table in front of him and asked calmly: "I really want to know, what are you doing here?"
"We are here just like you." Long Zhan said after taking a sip of wine.
"Making money? Is this consistent with your status? That's not what the reporter said." The corners of the bald white man's mouth raised.
"Isn't it consistent? Then I can put it another way."
Long Zhan grinned and said: "We are here to protect the local people from the poison of war, end the war as soon as possible, let peace return to this land, and let the world be filled with love again."
"Pfft~"
Long Zhan's words were so ridiculous that Bobby couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
"Is this American humor? It really opened my eyes." The bald white man looked at Long Zhan with an expression on his face that was half-smiling.
Just like this calm mentality, a city that keeps everything under wraps.
This is enough to prove that this bald white man is very unusual!
"What about you? What are you doing here? I guess it's not to enjoy the scorching heat, drought, and canned and compressed dry food that dogs won't eat?" Long Zhan teased.
"In order to make money, to be more precise, it means protecting the interests of mining companies and resolving any obstacles that arise. This is our job."
The words of the bald white man obviously had a hidden meaning, and there was a hidden warning.
"I can see that you should be French, and Paris should not be cold now." Long Zhan also made a pun.
This means that now that it is no longer cold in Bari, you can pack your things and go home without any worries. It will not do you any good to stay here.
"Are you sure these people you want to protect really welcome you?" the bald white man said.
"Do you think this is important? I use money to do things, and the rest has nothing to do with me. At this point, you and I are actually the same." Long Zhan said.
"I checked your company's information. This is your first contract to enter a war zone. Maybe you don't know how dangerous the war zone is. If I were you, I would leave immediately with my people." The bald white man said.
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"I don't know your origins, and I don't have any interest in finding out, but I want to tell you."
Long Zhan leaned over and leaned his head over, deliberately waiting for a few seconds to arouse the curiosity of the bald white man and other mercenaries around him.
Then he warned with seriousness: "I have been to Yinlaq, Afghanistan, Syria, Kuwait, Mogadishu, etc., every place where there has been a war.
They all have one thing in common, that is, they have no ability to leave me, and I have been living well.
Now that I've come to Jinguogan, I don't think anyone can leave me here, and I will get rid of all obstacles and troubles.
If I have this confidence, if I can say it, then I will definitely be able to do it.
For the sake of you inviting me to drink, let me give you a piece of advice. If you still want to enjoy the romance of French women, I suggest you take your people home as soon as possible. If it is too late, you may not be able to leave."
When Long Zhan said this, he looked kind and gentle on the surface, and even had a smile on his lips.
In fact, it is full of gunpowder!
That hidden warning has been slapped on the face of the bald white man.
Hearing Long Zhan's arrogant words, the mercenary security guards around him who were already looking grim began to see anger in their eyes.
Some people have even reached down to their waists and touched the real thing placed there.
As long as the bald white man gives an order, they will not hesitate to take out their weapons and attack in groups, killing one person who dares to threaten the dragon war of a group of them.
They are really afraid of dragon battles when fighting alone, but they are not afraid of attacking in groups.
The bald white man was also filled with anger as described by Long Zhan, but he, with his extraordinary background and extraordinary abilities, managed to control his emotions.
He knows very well that the time has not yet come. If there is a conflict with the contractor invited by the government at this time, it may affect the next major operation.
In order to ensure that the next big move is foolproof, he has to hold back no matter how big the life is.
"Very good, I hope you can always be so confident." The bald white man said coldly.
"The French in my memory lost their entire country to Germany in just two weeks. I hope you are a decent Frenchman."
Long Zhan clearly mocked the French as cowards, which directly brought the atmosphere in the bar to a freezing point.
The bald white man, who was obviously French, stared at Long Zhan and gritted his teeth. The other mercenaries around him all had pale faces.
In order to bring back the losing scene, the bald white man opened the brandy brought by the bartender.
While pouring into the cup, he sarcastically said: "The people under your command are working really hard. They are still digging holes on such a hot day. In what age are they still digging trenches?
Did the weapons I gave you come from World War II, and did it bring your thinking back to World War II? Did it make your brains rusty? Do you want me to call a doctor for you to take a look?"
"Hahaha."
The surrounding mercenaries burst into laughter and echoed the bald white man's counterattack.
"Whether it works or not, you will know when the time comes. You must not learn from your ancestors. After all, even Bolt cannot catch up with their surrender speed."
Long Zhan caught the Frenchman's weak point and continued to strike, choking the mercenaries in the bar to the point where they couldn't laugh anymore, and their expressions turned into dead horse faces again.
Long Zhan, who felt that the fight was almost over, reached out and grabbed the brandy that the bartender had just brought to the table.
He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He said with satisfaction, "Thank you for the good wine. It's almost time for us to leave. Let's talk again when we have the chance."
After saying that, Long Zhan turned around and left without even a second of hesitation.
With a bottle of brandy in his arms, he witnessed the dragon battle and the mercenary fight throughout the whole process. He was so nervous that his back was wet, and he quickly took a puff of cigarette to follow.
I was afraid that if I was even a little late, the 20 or so mercenaries who were so angry that their noses were smoking would be forced to stay and eat them alive.
When the bald white man saw Long Zhan leaving, veins appeared in his fists.
His face was ashen!
But until Long Zhan opened the door and left the bar, the bald white man didn't make any move. He only left a vicious message: "Just wait and see, big guy. I will let you know what pain is when the time comes."