I am in Dongying mixed society

"Miss, this name is not suitable for me. My true gender is not a woman at all, just because I am still being hunted and killed.

In order to avoid chasing and killing, I was forced to have a face straightened up and my breasts increased~"

"..." XN

There was silence at the scene, and Alash, who had just spoken to tease the so-called eldest lady whose face was "spilled with sulfuric acid", had the playful expression on his face that was solidified by 502 glue.

All of a sudden, an atmosphere called awkwardness began to breed crazily among the eight people in this small warehouse!

"...You really worked hard to stay alive." The stiff expression of the Middle East blew a bow and squeezed out such a sentence for a long time.

The man in the cotton-padded jacket with a bandage on his face, just like the clown in "Batman", cracked his white teeth and smiled silently at him.

"Okay, okay girls~ I just said, this is your first job, don't be picky about your employer~

Rather than talking about these unnutritious things here, it’s better to understand what your work will do next~"

The man in the suit who acted as the agent of the pair of mercenaries, or the role of the liaison, took the opportunity to intervene, alleviating the inexplicable embarrassment between the padded jacket man and the six mercenaries.

He clapped his hands and walked between the padded jacket man and the six mercenaries as if calling everyone to surround him.

Then he gestured to the man in the cotton-padded jacket who had just finished the breast augmentation and whose face surgery wound was still not clean.

"Mr. Breast, please~ tell my girls the service you want~

Although they are still newcomers for the first time, but because of this they are good and cheap. I guarantee you will have a good experience next time~"

"Really treat us as sold..." At the same time as the agent finished speaking, the Middle Eastern blew bow that owed him among the six mercenaries once again played the style of what he owed.

He whispered such a sentence.

With a bandage on his face and the 36E big-breasted padded jacket man on his chest, he didn't care about his mouth that looked a little bit awkward.

With his own eyes, one by one across the six faces of the mercenary group, including the self-explosive bow.

The last person said after watching.

"I want you to help me kidnap someone, remember, it's kidnapping, I want to live."

"Who?" The other of the six, who looked like he was in his forties, had a scar on his face extending from his forehead to his chin. His face seemed to be among the six members of the mercenary group. Asked the leader, who appeared to be much more mature and stable than the others.

Faced with his question, the smile on the bandage-padded jacket man's face widened again.

Vaguely, it really gave people around me the feeling of a clown in "Batman".

"A seven-year-old girl."

"Wow~ Young girl control!" Blast bow Alash said so.

"It's my cousin."

"Wow~ Dead girl control plus young girl control!"

"She is currently the second generation leader of Japan's second largest gang [Hoshino Group]."

"Wow... uh..."

Okay, this time I can’t spit out the groove of the bow. Saying that your cousin is seven years old?Or the gang boss of the second largest gang in Japan?

Is there something wrong with this person?

Then why didn’t I get into the position of [Al-Qaeda] leader before I left [Al-Qaeda]?

The position of the old man bin Laden should be mine after his death!!!

So if I am so confused, should I go to the most famous suicide sanctuary in Japan, the old forest at the foot of Mount Fuji, just hang on a tree with a crooked neck??

The former [Al-Qaeda] member, Blast Bow Alash made such a cry in the heart of the pupil.

However, the reality is cruel. At the same time that he yelled these heartfelt words in his heart, he did not suddenly rush into two of his former companions in [Al Qaeda] to shout to him outside the door of the small warehouse!

'brothers!Organizationally decided!You are our [Al Qaeda] next leader after bin Laden!

Let us reproduce the glory of our [Al Qaeda] together!

Unite ISIS and the Taliban!Let those beautiful dogs who are free under the banner of capitalism feel our horror again!

Victory belongs to Allah!Anlahu Akbar!'

Things like that...

"...How much do you pay?"

Alash, who didn't care about something that would definitely be greeted by bullets by the United Nations peacekeeping forces, asked Scarface as the leader of the six to the big-breasted cotton-jacketed man again after a moment of silence.

Faced with the question of Scarface, the padded jacket man answered yes.

"One million dollars."

"...Is it missing?"

"Didn't you mean you are cheap?"

The words of the padded-jacket man made Scarface couldn't help but glance at the agent standing in the middle, who was an eye-catching agent, and the latter just shrugged with a helpless expression.

It looked like an old bustard from Shinjuku was saying to them,'This is your first time to sell it, it must be cheap~'.

"I think it's a bit less, unless you cover the cost of weapon consumption during our operation."

In order to earn a little more in the first mission, Scarface turned to the man in the padded jacket with big breasts and made such a condition.

Facing the request from the Scarface as the leader of the six-member mercenary group, the man in the cotton-jacket on the opposite side raised his eyebrows.

"Speaking of this, I have prepared a lot of good things for you, and this is the reason why I came to meet you on this adventure. Speaking of which, according to the rules of the mercenary world, employers and mercenaries generally do not meet each other. That's right.

Come with me~"

As he said, the padded-jacket man turned his back and walked outside the door of the small warehouse.

Faced with this performance of the padded jacket, before he wanted to let the other party cover himself and the others, the scar face of the weapon and ammunition consumed in this mission was stunned.

Immediately, he glanced at the agent who was standing in front of them with a questioning look.

After seeing the other side shrugging his shoulders again.

Without saying more, he directly led the other five people under him, followed behind the padded-jacket man and strode out to the warehouse door.

Then, a small truck with its butt facing the door of the small warehouse appeared in front of Scarface and the others.