Chapter 442 Rattlesnake

In northern China, it is now a severe winter with snowy whiteness, but in El Salvador, it is still a midsummer scenery. The tropical and marine climate creates a charming scenery here. Green mountains... green waters... streams... lakes, like poetry and picturesque, make people obsessed with it.

El Salvador is a small country, a small country that cannot be smaller. Its land area is only more than 20,000 square kilometers, which is nearly half smaller than China's Hainan Province. Such a small country is very well-known internationally for no reason, because it is a 'mercenary paradise'.

There are more than a hundred mercenaries active in the small territory of El Salvador. Of course, they are all reasonable and legal companies here. For example, the Rattlesnake's "Rattlesnake (International) Protection Company" is a very famous preservation company with offices in both San Salvador and Santa Maria. Since the civil war in El Salvador stopped in the 1990s, these "Security Protection Company" have shifted the focus of their work to the international market. They are basically people without principles, and they gather together for money. They believe that as long as you have money, you can get everything you want.

In a luxury seaside manor near the port of Trivenfort, St. Maria Province, the boss of the rattlesnake, Rohan, was furious. The mercenary with blood on his wounds looked at Rohan in panic. The air in the room had been twisted by Rohan's roar.

"Hello, is that bastard who wants us to destroy the group!" Another bottle of wine was thrown to the ground, and with a bang, the wine splashed everywhere.

The time difference between El Salvador and Beijing is fourteen hours. Li Bin issued a reward at around 3:00 pm, and it was in the early morning in El Salvador. For those who are used to nightlife, now is the most exhausting moment. They drink wildly all night long and licentiously, and the last trace of energy in their body was squeezed clean. It's time to go to bed.

"Luohan, why are you so angry?" Ye Jian, wearing pajamas, pushed open the door and walked in. He was sleeping in the room downstairs of Luohan, and the sound of a bottle falling on the floor woke him up.

He is the most alternative mercenary among the Rattlesnakes. Fighting? Anyone can punch him far away. Shooting? It is guaranteed to hit wherever he shoots, because he has to point the gun above the target before shooting. Even if he wants to kill someone, he has to push the gun to someone else's forehead. If he leaves three meters, he may not be able to find the target. Is Ye Jian's high myopia or myopia who never wears glasses, so as not to affect his handsome and elegant style.

A suave image. Although Ye Jian was myopic, his eyes were not blind, but he saw farther and clearer than others. All the peripheral personnel of the Rattlesnake were his subordinates. He was the general manager of the nominal "Rattlesnake (International) Protection Company", with many eyes and knowledgeable knowledge. Even among the more than 100 members of the Rattlesnake core, Ye Jian is still absolutely authoritative. In some aspects, he even said something more effective than Rohan.

Ye Jian glanced at the violent Luo Han, walked to the wide sofa quietly and sat down. He looked at the injured mercenary and asked, "George, what's going on?"

Since seeing Ye Jian come in, George has unconsciously come to him... in the Rattlesnake, only Ye Jian can ignore Luo Han's violent brute and stay by his side must be safer.

"Mr. Ye, that's it..." George stood in front of Ye Jian and said loudly.

Ye Jian likes people to call him Mr. Ye, not the boss... the second in commander and other gangsters. We are a legal company, I am the general manager of a legal company, and of course I am Mr. Ye.

George is an American, and this is the case with the mercenary organization. People come from all over the world and people everywhere. No matter whether your skin is black, white, red and green, as long as you have the ability and ruthlessness, you can join them. Most of them are veterans who retired in the army and even special forces. They are unsatisfied in their hometowns and want to come here to make a fortune. However, some people join the mercenary organization simply for excitement and for killing people.

George and his three teammates had just returned to El Salvador in Mexico. Each of them made a small fortune. In addition to the commission they should receive, they also plundered a considerable amount of wealth from the assassinated object. According to the rules of the Rattlesnake, these things belong to them. Now that they are back in El Salvador, they naturally have to celebrate. So the four of them made an appointment with two mercenaries who were usually in good relationships to go to a bar where Trivenfo was often visited. George generously charged all the fees, of course, to find a prostitute and have to pay for the money he had to pay for himself.

The two mercenaries were not Rattlesnakes, but from a third-rate mercenary group called Coyotes. The third-rate mercenary group does not mean that there are no first-rate masters, especially the guy named Kuangniu, who is definitely a strong place. George once fought with him for a prostitute and a girl. At that time, Kuangniu fought with them alone for a dark and dark place. It was not until he was exhausted that he was beaten by them. As a result, Kuangniu later found an opportunity to beat them back. Both sides fought back several times, and became friends after two, and even good friends who could sleep with a woman together.

Another mercenary is Kuangniu's good friend, called God, who is a good gun modification player. Kuangniu's good friend naturally becomes their good friends. When they usually go to God to modify some guns, guns, which are the lives of mercenaries. A weapon that uses hand can definitely improve their survival rate on the battlefield. However, the charges of God are not vague. Friends are friends, money is money, and they can be divided very clearly. Everyone can understand this. Everyone throws their heads aside and runs here for what they are doing. Isn't it just for money? God is pretty good after modifying the guns for them. Sometimes they will invite them to have a drink.

Tonight, George and the other four celebrated together with the Mad Niu and God. If you get rich, you will naturally share it with your good friends.

At around five o'clock in the morning, Kuangniu and God hugged a prostitute. The girl got together with them again, which means that the event was about to end. Everyone should go back to their own houses and find their own mothers.

God smirked and lay on the sofa, putting the small laptop in his other hand on the coffee table in front of them:

"George, you rattlesnakes are so famous this time, haha..."

George looked at God for no clue and asked, "What's the name?"

God pushed away the prostitute in his arms and turned the computer to them: "Someone offers a reward to kill you, ha, George, you should be careful when you go out in the future, you will have $200,000."

George pulled over that computer and saw another bounty bounty appearing on the familiar website. An ordinary rattlesnake mercenary offered $100,000, which would make many people excited.

George narrowed his eyes into a dangerous glow, looked up at God with caution and asked, "God, don't you want to make this money too, right?"

As he spoke, George's hand was already secretly touching the pistol around his waist.

God laughed: "George, you are too careless. We are friends. I just kindly reminded you, how could I..."

"Bang..." Several consecutive gunshots were heard, and the gun in the hand of the crazy bull who was holding the prostitute, who was intimate with him, had already sounded, and the three guardless rattlesnake mercenaries were immediately put down on the ground.

George had already kicked God in the chest, and with a kick, he turned back and smashed the glass window, and fell straight from the second floor. When he fell downstairs, George felt as if he had been punched heavily in his shoulder. He knew he had been shot, but he still heard what God said next.

"How could I not make money?"

George fell to the empty street outside the bar, and didn't even dare to turn his head back and ran wildly into the darkness in the distance with an S-shaped step. He tried his best to curl up and press his head to the lowest point to reduce his goal. The crackling sound of gunfire behind him turned into a whole lot. George was shot and he didn't even dare to hesitate. He turned up and continued to run wildly. He knew that as long as he walked a little slower, his life would be explained here today.

In this way, George was shot three times and finally escaped. Fortunately, none of the three shots he shot was killed. If one shot was shot in his leg, he would probably be finished today. Fortunately, he was very sensitive to smell that he had developed in the rain of bullets over the years, otherwise he would have fallen into the hands of the God who was just a good brother.

Ye Jian narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to send George to heal his wounds.

At this time, Luo Han also angrily sat beside him with a laptop computer. Ye Jian reached out and took the computer. The page had already been opened. It was the website of the Dark Gold Alliance he was familiar with. The conspicuous part on it was the hunting reward for all members of the Rattlesnake.

Ye Jian frowned. He knew that once the reward order was issued, the Rattlesnake's life would be difficult. The team members might not even dare to go out of this manor in the future. Even so, they would not be "sniped" by some masters at a very long distance.

"Mad, who is under the slightest of us?" Facing Ye Jian, Luo Han's voice had calmed a lot, at least not as manic as before.
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