Bringing Wan Hongyuan, he drove to the suburban laboratory. On the way, Hao Yunyang thought for a moment and sent a text message to Zhao Chenxin, simply explaining that he was going out on business and would not be back for over ten days.
Then, pressing the phone keyboard, he sent a message reminding her not to work too hard and to take care of herself, a message that would make one blush – Wang Shiyu left Liushi, not wandering around domestically, but directly boarding a plane to South Africa, contacting the mercenary group he had worked with in Africa before, and successfully finding the Chinese nationality mercenaries who had previously come to Liushi to protect everyone.
Regarding Wang Shiyu’s request to take these mercenaries away, the general of this mercenary group naturally would not nod in agreement. After a silent confrontation –
The general of this mercenary group died. Killed by Wang Shiyu, his head directly blown up by a punch, blood and brain matter blooming like bizarre blood flowers in mid-air.
Then, this mercenary group split, with two deputy commanders taking their own loyalists, dividing the original base into two, splitting into two independent mercenary groups.
The Chinese nationality mercenaries, who were already in a weak position in this mercenary group, became even more powerless. So, after witnessing Wang Shiyu’s fierce capabilities, these thirty men who had survived the battlefield chose to leave with Wang Shiyu.
Leaving Africa, returning to their homeland, China!
Thirty mercenaries, thirty men who would send a chill down one’s spine just by standing there, returned to China. Moreover, before returning, Wang Shiyu had told them the purpose of this return and coldly warned them about one of the mercenary group’s cardinal rules – to complete the employer’s commission at all costs. From now on, their only cardinal rule would be to unconditionally obey the orders of their boss, Hao Yunyang!
Otherwise, the fate of that mercenary group’s general would be their end!
The men laughed and cursed roughly at Wang Shiyu’s warning, but each remembered it in their heart.
Mercenaries are not as free as ordinary people imagine. In Africa, where shells fly and stray bullets run wild, which mercenary doesn’t have their life hanging by a thread?
