I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

'The speed is too slow, so I will send my family helicopter to see Mr. Police, no thanks.'

The sender of this text message is...

Tiantongmu even twitched his mouth after seeing the name, and roared furiously:

"The vixen ah ah ah ah!!!"

Originally, Chen Yan didn't want to pick up the satellite phone thrown by the co-pilot, but when the satellite phone passed him, a familiar voice came from the phone...

Sima Weizhi?

call--

In a blink of an eye, Chen Yan picked up the satellite phone that should have fallen to the ground. Listening to the voice on the phone, it turned out that it was Sima Weizhi.

"Miss Sima... your joke is really scary."

"Huh? Is that so? I thought you would be very grateful to the little girl, Mr. Policeman, but I didn't expect it to end like this..."

There was a cry in Sima Weizhi’s voice, which sounded true, but it was too hypocritical for Chen Yan. He ruthlessly interrupted Sima Weizhi’s words and said directly:

"Miss Sima did this suddenly. Is there anything wrong with me?"

Sima Weizhi's voice suddenly stagnated, and then a helpless voice came out.

"You really don't know how to chat at all, like a machine. Indeed, there is a private commission that I want to hand over to you by the way."

Chen Yan scowled and asked:

"What commission?"

"Kill Hiruko Yingyin." Sima Weizhi confided in a witty passage, "He killed our deputy manager of Sima Heavy Industries in Tokyo. Although there are many candidates for deputy managers, I am very angry~ I am a person from Sima Heavy Industries. It's not that easy to kill."

"Not to your own people?"

"I want to hand it over to them too, but I think they will die." Sima Weizhi's voice sounded a little helpless, "After all, this person is also a one-hundred IP policeman, and it is too much trouble to deal with.

Chen Yan was silent for a while and asked:

"What do you want to give?"

"Mr. Police, you are really straightforward. I like it very much." Sima Weizhi said, using my fingers to gently stir the warm water in front of her. kind?"

"..." Chen Yan sighed, "It seems that you have other candidates, so I won't accept this commission."

"Ah, Mr. Police, you really don't have a sense of humor. Oh...If you are paid, how about 3 billion yuan plus the permanent free weapons provided by Sima Heavy Industries?"

Chen Yan shook his head and hesitated for a moment:

"You really can look down on me, Miss Sima."

"Mr. Police, don't you look down on me as a little girl?" Sima Weizhi asked rhetorically.

"I don't lose this business. I can't kill him anyway. I don't have any other losses. Why don't I accept it?"

"You are really... flexible. I will come to you again after the commission is over. Don't be surprised at that time."

"Then you must also pay attention to your safety, don't die on the way to find me."

"..."

Chen Yan smashed the satellite phone of the cell phone. Listening to the silent sound in the phone, Sima Weizhi lying in the bath smiled.

The pink lips lightly open:

"Sure enough, you are different from others, it's so interesting...hehe..."

This is the first time someone does not care about his identity and speaks to himself with this attitude. Sima Weizhi is very happy.

No, she is so happy.

As for the deeper reasons, I'm afraid I can only ask her herself.

...

Xia Shi carried the m4*** behind her back and began to wipe off her other main battle gun, which was a modified p90 submachine gun.

She tilted her head to look at Chen Yan.

"Nothing?"

"It's okay."

"Ok."

The silence lasted for more than a long time, and finally, the helicopter arrived at the coordinates obtained by Tiantongmu. Chen Yan woke up Lan Yuan Yanzhu and narrowed his eyes.

Here... will we meet again?

Chapter 82 Two Primitives and Two Grenadiers

The sky turned into a pool of black ink, absorbing all the bright objects around, and the moist air was blown by the night breeze, and the floral fragrance from the newly closed petals was blown into Chen Yan's nostrils.

How long have you not smelled this humid and memorable air?

Standing beside the opened hatch, Chen Yan stared at the dark jungle below, and behind him came the co-pilot's announcement:

"Already arrived at the designated position, please parachute."

Without any hesitation, Chen Yan jumped forward and rushed out.

"Keep up."

Chen Yan only left a word, and his figure disappeared into the night. This was the first time Chen Yan had acted with the cursed son who had the title of Initiator.

As if trying to prove themselves to Chen Yan, Yanzhu, Xia Shi, and Mi Lei were not to be outdone and jumped out with their parachutes on their backs.

The pilot of the helicopter touched the back of his head, and asked the co-pilot next to him:

"It seems that the policeman didn't carry a parachute just now? He wouldn't..."

"Uh... Did you see that he didn't recite? I thought it was my dazzling mistake."

"So..."

The two pilots stared at them with big eyes, and finally left here regretfully shaking their heads.

Just jump down without a parachute at this height. A normal person can't survive, right?