You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Sieg's meaning is obvious, men and women match, work is not tired.

However, Renn still refused, and the female and male soldiers trained together, and it was easy to make moths.

A group of energetic young people, a group of veterans with battlefield syndrome after being discharged from the army, is chaotic enough.

What he wants is soldiers who can fight, but not for them to "plant trees and reforest."

Sieg and Wenxi looked disappointed, and their dream of training while snapping broke.

"There are also a few women among my comrades-in-arms. Of course, it depends on your own ability if you can control it."

Old Bill smiled and said maliciously that a woman who can fight on the battlefield is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Sieg straightened his chest, patted it twice with his thick palm, and said proudly, "Old man, and the woman I can't handle? Know what I do? My size can scare you to death!"

The vulgar words made Jenny, who was born in aristocracy, blush, and Susanna gave him a hard look. Garcia and Wenxi blame laughed and laughed.

Bill shrugged his shoulders, glanced sideways at the confident Sig, and grinned: "A cow married an elephant and divorced a year later because of emotional incompatibility.

The cow married another bull. The next morning, the cow looked up at the sky and said something meaningful to the bull."

"What's the matter?" Sieg asked subconsciously with a dumbfounded expression.

"This leg won't work, I will replace it with the next two in the future."

Flapping─haha─

Susanna and Garcia laughed. Wenxi didn't understand too much, and when everyone laughed, he laughed.

Sieg flushed, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't blow, wait for your female comrades to come, try real swords and guns?"

He didn't believe it anymore, his capital couldn't be tamed even by a lady.

"Then I admire your courage, none of them are normal. A woman found her husband cheating after she retired.

Then one night, she injected her husband with anesthetics and performed a real leg splitting operation-cutting off his life with scissors."Old Bill said blankly.

Sigg's crotch got a chill and shuddered, Wenxi and Garcia immediately suppressed the idea of ​​finding a chance to come after training.

Old people, children, and women, if you see these three types of people on the battlefield, you must be careful. They are a vulnerable group and can survive brutal fights. Most of them are a bit unique.

"Well, time waits for no one, start to work." Renn ordered.

Jenny ran out of the office when she heard the word, and was going to screen the materials, and then conduct an interview. This time the company will recruit about 80 people, and the workload is not small.

Sieg stared at her slender back, touched her head with her palm, and smiled: "I think she has fallen for me."

He used to be a gangster in front of Jenny and made her blush several times.

Susanna, who was about to go out, stopped, turned her head very disdainfully and sarcastically said: "This is a common problem of your men, always self-righteous.

If you look at you more, you will be narcissistic and think that you are in love with you, just like the dogs that are in heat."

Haha─

Everyone laughed, and Sigg looked embarrassed, and he was amorous.

In fact, he thinks too much. Aristocratic ladies like Jenny like gentlemen, not old rascals.

Even Ryan is not her food. Jenny just came here because she felt that the Brambles Security Company had great potential and could allow her to flex its muscles.Little Tao Chinese www.xiaotaozw.com

Rehn twitched and looked at Bill: "Now contact your comrades-in-arms, do you need to go back to Wilton?"

"It's not necessary. They are scattered in nearby towns and contact some of their comrades by phone. They will bring everyone here."

Bill said in a heavy tone that these people were all trained by him back then, and they were basically a generation younger than him. Most of them were first- and second-order transcendents, who were about 40 years old.

After working as a mercenary for more than ten years, those who did not die saved a lot of net worth. Most of them retired a few years ago, some switched to other businesses, and some were prepared to live in peace.

But there are also some people who cannot reintegrate into human society. There are about 50 people, some of whom have already gone to jail for violent crimes.

The rest can't sit still and can't live a normal life. I recently contacted him, hoping to return to his old career.

But a group of mentally ill guys are not popular in the market. Mercenaries take money to do things, not necessarily to fight.

For kidnapping tasks, robbery tasks, and security tasks, employers want mercenaries to strictly follow the requirements and follow the arrangements.

No one likes mercenaries who tend to be violent and easily lose control. After all, some serious war-wounding guys even shoot innocent civilians randomly.

But Renn didn't mind, this time in the plains, it was the demons who could kill as much as they wanted.

Old Bill took out a phone book from his jacket pocket, picked up the handset, and started to dial the dial.

There was a clicking sound of the mechanical disc rotating, and soon the opposite side was connected.

Old Bill turned into the microphone and said with an urn: "Leo, it's me."

"I know it's you, why are you looking for your dad?" A very unpleasant voice came across.

Hehe, Garcia and Wenxi, who were listening to Bill's side, laughed unscrupulously.

Old Bill trembled with anger: "Little bastard, it's itchy, right? Is there a business or not? The salary is still the same, the location is..."

He talked about the remuneration and tasks, including training recruits and going to the plains to perform hunting missions.

"No problem, my big gun is already hungry!" The man named Leo said very excitedly.

In the office, Renn stood beside Bill, carrying a pile of fruit slices, and a fork put a piece of Sydney into his mouth.

He could hear the tyranny and cruelty in Leo's tone, obviously holding back for a long time.

After getting an accurate reply, Bill hung up the phone and re-contacted another comrade in arms, probably notifying three or four people.

After being connected, Bill said loudly, "Hey, Jackson, it's me. The business you want is here. Are you interested in making a ticket?"

"I'm not interested, to be honest, I have made too much money recently, and I almost vomit when I make a profit. Tsk tsk..."

On the other side of the phone, Jackson's lazy voice came, really owing it too much.

Bill's face went dark, his forehead bounced with blue veins, and he roared, "Very good! Monopoly, when I didn't say it, I died!"

He knew very well that Jackson, a drunkard, drank expensive wine and almost sold his house.

"Don't, since you asked me on the initiative, I reluctantly agreed.

No way, I am a softhearted person, and can't bear to refuse a friend's request, uh~" Jackson's voice was a little hurried, after he said, he even burped.

Bill was trembling with anger. These bastards are all mental patients now.

He stated the conditions and asked the other party to notify others, and then dialed the last person's number.