Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

When Smith came to Boxing King's side, he heard him repeat the same words.    

Smith knew that Boxing King was an absolute big shot in the team. The reason why he took the initiative to watch the night was because he wanted to bump into that man from the Divine Dynasty, or any random person from the Divine Dynasty. He promised that he would use the cruelest way to get rid of the enemy to vent the anger in his heart.    

"Brother, there's an old saying in the dynasty that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."    

Smith patted Boxing King's shoulder and handed him a cigarette, "The reason why I promised Living Buddha Kayang to leave our legion alone is to give you a chance to start a massacre. Hehe, the chance has come. I just received news that someone else has entered the country. I believe that it won't be long before that someone will make your wish come true. "    

Boxing King took a deep breath and asked, "How many people will come?"    

"I'm not sure about that yet, but I can guarantee that after this battle, I won't let you sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. I will definitely let you immediately rush in and kill to your heart's content."    

Smith said slowly, "My brother, I suggest you take a break before you fight at your best."    

"I can't wait."    

Boxing King said lightly, but he still turned around and walked towards the bushes by the side of the tent.    

Looking at Boxing King who was walking into the shrubbery, Smith shook his head and muttered: "The R Country R people is good for everything, just that he's too arrogant. No wonder he was expelled by the Fa Britain's Foreign A Army.    

Leaning on a tree, Smith raised his binoculars and looked around. He didn't find anything out of the ordinary, so he yawned and was about to head into the tent to warn the next person when he saw a flash of blue flame in the distance at nine o'clock.    

Not good!    

Smith's pupils constricted. He was about to open his mouth to issue a warning when a sniper rifle that was over 900 meters in speed shot into his mouth like lightning and shot out from the back of his head!    

After his head was penetrated by the sniper rifle bullets, Smith instinctively let out a scream.    

Unfortunately, just as the words left his throat, a big hairy hand immediately covered his mouth.    

Fresh blood shot out from the hole on the back of his head like an arrow, splattering all over the face of the Orangutan.    

The Orangutan, on the other hand, did not mind. Instead, it licked the corner of its mouth with its tongue and laughed. It then placed Smith on the ground and signaled the place where the blue flame was coming out.    

With the fall of the Orangutan's right hand, a few of them jumped out of the bushes like leopard cats.    

The first to come out was the guide for this mission, Sarana.    

Sarana held onto a sharp knife from the prairie as she tiptoed like a leopard cat. She snuck to the side of the tent like a wisp of smoke to listen in. When she heard the loud snoring coming from inside, she raised her hand and made a safe gesture.    

Holding the XM-8 Assault Rifle, James knelt down on one knee, forming an effective precaution with the Great Orangutan. The three people, White board, Monkey and Barbara, bowed and quickly walked to the front of the tent.    

Sarana gently lifted the flap of the tent, and both Barbara and the whiteboard nimbly entered the tent.    

Looking at the Sniper Rifle in Barbara's arms, a trace of envy flashed in Sarana's eyes. It was Barbara who killed Smith from a few dozen meters away in the dark night.    

After closing the tent flap, Sarana walked quickly towards the second tent.    

Monkey followed closely behind as the Great Orangutan gestured towards James.    

James followed behind the monkey.    

Gao Fei, on the other hand, quickly passed by the tent and walked towards the nearby bushes.    

Just now, he saw that the mercenary who was talking to Smith seemed to have gone over there to relieve himself.    

When Sarana led Gao Fei and the rest to bypass the defense line, which could possibly be an ambush, and safely arrived at the depths of the forest, Gao Fei was extremely glad that this guide had played a decisive role in finding the rest camp of the White Shark Legion.    

Sarana wasn't proud of this.    

Because on Uriah Station, there lived her uncle and his family. She came here to hunt and gather mushrooms in the forest, as natural as mainland people visiting friends and family. The entire map of Handler Forest had long ago appeared in her mind.    

When Sarana entered the forest, the slovenly prairie woman seemed to transform into a leopard hunting at night, her eyes shining with a strange blue light, her movements comparable to those of a trained agent.    

Bringing Monkey and James, they quickly arrived at the second tent door. Sarana paused for a moment before lifting the curtain.    

The mercenaries that were resting inside did not have any alertness at all as well. They were all sleeping soundly with their bets on their money and did not know that the god of death had already sneakily arrived by their side.    

With the help of the night vision goggles on his helmet, he was able to quickly see the number of people inside: ten people were lying in a small tent, five on the left, five on the right, their heads facing the aisle, some with guns in their hands, some with hats on their faces.    

Monkey turned his right hand, took out a sharp military knife and slowly squatted down. His left hand suddenly covered the mercenary's mouth as his right hand swung out like lightning!    

The mercenary, who was still dreaming, suddenly stomped his feet and jumped up high … … After that, he drooped his body.    

The stench of blood immediately filled the tent.    

Boxing King pissed a mouthful of hot urine happily. Thinking that he would soon be able to show off his skills, his depressed mood improved a lot. His right hand trembled, but just as he was about to put on his belt, his body suddenly froze.    

The sixth sense he had developed from dozens of bloody battles made him acutely aware that not far behind him, there should be someone coldly staring at him like a wild cat staring at a rat that was stealing food.    

Boxing King was one hundred percent sure that there was an enemy behind him because he could feel the sinister gaze.    

However, he was only slightly nervous for a moment before he calmed down and slowly turned around.    

Then, Boxing King saw a person standing three meters away.    

This person was, of course, Gao Fei.    

Gao Fei originally wanted to quietly get rid of this guy.    

Unfortunately, when he quietly went around the bush and was about to take advantage of Boxing King to pee, he felt a familiar sense of danger: Boxing King had a natural instinct for danger.    

If Gao Fei dared to take action, it would definitely trigger a loud shout from the other party. That way, their whereabouts would be exposed too early, which would be disadvantageous to James and the others who were assassinating the other mercenaries.    

Therefore, he would rather give them time to prepare.    

Moreover, his rich experience also told Gao Fei that it was because he just stood there quietly and did not make a move that the enemy reacted out of habit and maintained absolute silence (People's first reaction after feeling danger was not to shout, but to instinctively adopt silence). Because in the human's subconscious, there is an illusion that the quieter and safer it is.)    

As expected, Boxing King turned around and was silent for half a minute before he chuckled and asked, "The people of the dynasty?"    

Gao Fei took a step forward and said with a nod, "Yes."    

"I've been waiting for you guys for a long time, and I'm getting a bit impatient."    

Boxing King grinned. His snow-white teeth gleamed in the night like a beast. He shook his neck and also slowly walked forward: "Just you?"    

Gao Fei walked forward another step and stopped: "I alone am enough."    

Boxing King raised his hand and waved a finger: "It's far from enough."    

Gao Fei's eyes narrowed as he asked lightly: "What do you mean?"    

"Because if we don't kill enough, we'll be even more unhappy."    

A few days ago, I smashed the head of one of your companions with a punch and chopped him into minced meat. Even if he entered the underworld, his ancestors would not be able to recognize him. "    

The corner of Gao Fei's eyes twitched. He said in a very strange voice: "Do you want to know what it feels like to have your head broken?"    

"Yes, very much. Unfortunately, no one has been willing to help me. "    

"Tonight, you will get your wish."    

"I hope so."    

The two of them chatted in low voices, just like friends they hadn't seen in a long time.    

When Boxing King said the last 'this', he suddenly shouted and his right hand quickly flashed out from behind his back. The shining katana was tightly grasped by him as he aimed it at Gao Fei's right shoulder and viciously swung it horizontally!    

He was worried that he wouldn't be able to finish Gao Fei off as soon as possible, so he used his weapon right away.    

Boxing King swore that he would hack this man into two!    

After Boxing King's katana hacked down, Gao Fei's left foot knocked against the heel of his right foot. His body suddenly turned into a spinning top and slipped under Boxing King's right armpit.    

The two of them parted upon coming into contact.    

Then, he did not move at all, maintaining his current position.    

A piece of camouflage clothing slowly floated down from the blade of the katana that Boxing King quickly raised after hacking down.    

He did not look at the cloth, but slowly lowered his head to look at his right rib.    

Under his right rib, there was an additional wound that was about three inches long. Fresh blood was spurting out from the wound.    

How was this possible?    

Boxing King looked at the blood that shot out like an arrow with disbelief in his eyes.    

He truly did not believe that the man from the dynasty had used some sort of sharp weapon to pierce his right rib, pierce his lungs, and prevented him from speaking as he asked this unthinkable question.    

He turned around and walked in front of Boxing King, reaching out to support his tottering body. In a very gentle voice, he said: "I hope that you will let me have a dream. Tell me what it feels like to have your head shattered."    

"Ugh …" "Hiss, hiss!"    

Boxing King's katana slowly hung down. He wanted to speak, but only a hissing sound came out from his mouth like that of a venomous snake.    

He wanted to see the enemy's appearance more clearly, so he slowly turned his head to look at Gao Fei.    

Then, he saw Gao Fei raise his right hand, clenching his fist and punching towards the top of his head!    

Pfft! The sound that sounded like the sound of two mountains colliding into each other at the end of the world became the last sound Boxing King heard.    

Immediately after, he saw a layer of white and red, sticky substance splash onto the face of the enemy.    

After that, he didn't need to know anything else.    

Looking at Wu Tie's head which had been smashed into a rotten watermelon, Gao Fei clenched his teeth and smiled. He casually threw the corpse away and muttered, "It's nothing more than that."    

"Who is it!?"    

Just as Boxing King's corpse hit a tree, the enemy's loud voice came from afar.    

The one who responded to the enemy's question was the M1919A4 7.62 mm heavy machine gun held in the big Orangutan's arms. It spat out bullets in anger: Da, da da!