special mercenary

Chapter 5 Doubtful

Song Feng nestled in Wang Yizhong's office, sincerely and patiently discussed the cost issue with him, and persevered in taking out the bill, each time the bill was less than the previous one, Wang Yizhong didn't even look at it, and tore it up.

"Why are you doing this?" Song Feng continued digging out and placed it on a pile of shredded paper. "Here, this is the bottom line. The prices behind are all at this price. It's useless to tear it up."

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"That's it," Song Feng crawled over and patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, try to report everything to me, anyway, you have to pay for our mission this time, for the sake of my loss, the money is much Give me some." Although they say they serve the national security, but they are mercenaries outside, and they will be suspected of returning to the United States empty-handed, so the money will be paid.

Wang Yizhong thought to himself that this person was really at a disadvantage. The second youngest of the Song family had no worries about eating and drinking, and had a bright future, so he just entered this line of work. If he accidentally died outside, he might not even have the title of a martyr, but he entered this line of work. Everyone is the same, there is no difference in status, he waved the paw on his shoulder: "Don't dream, the price has been negotiated."

"It can be changed after we have negotiated." Song Feng climbed up pitifully, "Organization, do you have the heart to see that my wounded heart cannot be comforted?"

Wang Yizhong's head got bigger: "Go down for me, go down, don't touch that pile of things, the ones over there won't work either! I'll do my best!"

Song Feng was happy, and he lay on the table and held his hand tightly: "Organization, I knew you were the most reliable."

Wang Yizhong pulled out his hand with a look of disgust on his face: "Hurry up and disappear, go and harm the Americans, ancestor."

Song Feng left with a smile, and rarely remembered to close the door when he went out, so he was in a good mood.Wang Yizhong picked up the list and looked at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, was he hit?He hadn't seen Song Feng suffer any blows since that incident.He swept the list on the table aside, and suddenly saw the condom reimbursement form out of the corner of his eye. He was silent for a while, and began to think about the possibility that Song Feng didn't care about this matter at all, after all, that person was very limitless.

He cleared the table, called Xiao Mingxuan, saying that the man was fine, the latter hummed lightly, did not ask any more questions, and quickly hung up after a few polite words.He thought about it, and felt that Xiao Mingxuan would not pierce this layer of paper. The status of those two parties in the political world should not be underestimated, and it would be of no benefit to anyone if they quarreled, but...he pondered for a moment, went out to discuss the issue of money, and fought for money. The money can be transferred to Song Feng's account tomorrow, and it will change if it is too late. Let that scourge go back sooner.

Hsiao Mingxuan was driving an off-road vehicle and slowly drove to an intersection with a red light ahead. He stopped the car, remembered the phone call just now, and let out a soft breath. Since the person was fine, this matter will be over here Bar.

It's fine if you rape someone involuntarily, he will try his best to make up for it

That is, but in the end it turned out to be an acquaintance. The sad thing is that that person wants money and status. He really has nothing to make up for except to lie down obediently and let others come back. Not happy.

In fact, he still has a little luck, that is, he guessed wrong, and all of this is a coincidence, but he will not ask any more, and put an end to this matter, and bury it forever in time together with the unsolved mysteries.

——That person seemed unreliable, he rushed to rescue him in the hail of bullets with a micro punch on his shoulder, and was injured by himself later, but now that the injury has healed, Yi Na's character will definitely live well.

Knowing this is enough.

The red light ahead turned green, and Xiao Mingxuan followed the traffic slowly forward, then turned a corner and drove towards the Xiao family mansion. He is going back to the army soon, and he probably won't meet Song Feng again, and his life returns to the routine of two years ago , and that's it.

Song Feng has been lying in the hospital for the past few days. He didn't enjoy life to the fullest, and the girl didn't make it. Now that he is discharged from the hospital, he naturally wants to have fun. There are many places to play in Beijing, and there are more places for princelings like him. I took a few of my subordinates around and drove to a club at night. Ordinary people might be surprised by a row of luxury cars outside, but they are mercenaries, and occasionally they will escort some big shots, some are drug lords, some are It is a businessman, and such things as luxury cars have long been commonplace.

"We came two days ago, but we can't get in without a membership card."

Song Feng hummed, and his eyes turned between them, which was very meaningful.Wei Xiaoyan laughed immediately, and the two said hurriedly and sincerely: "Boss, you misunderstood."

"Oh?" Song Feng raised his eyebrows lazily, "Tell me, what did I misunderstand?"

"We didn't leave you in the hospital for fun. It's because the little nurse is beautiful. We knew that robbing girls couldn't rob you. We didn't want to stay there to be sad, and we didn't want to be a light bulb, so we left. This is to create opportunities for you. ,real."

"You still dare to mention her to me?"

"This is our original intention, Boss," the other person said sincerely, "Who knows that she misunderstood, but luckily we are gone, if the two of us stay and take good care of you, what do you think she will think?"

Song Feng froze, and the two big characters "Four Splits" slowly rose up in his world, shining golden light, which instantly made him tremble: "Don't make excuses, these are leftovers from my playing, Xiaoyan, let's go."

Wei Xiaoyan immediately followed obediently.

"Don't, Boss." The two hurriedly stopped in front, Sapo and Rolling did everything they could.Song Feng kicked angrily: "Okay, shame on me."

The two knew that there was something going on, and happily followed behind: "What's here?"

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"It's nothing more than those things. You haven't played anything in the United States," Song Feng explained. "This is just to provide an environment for some people, that's what it is."

Wei Xiaoyan nodded: "Understood." This door blocked most people in the society, but it could attract the favor of a few people, and the consumption of these few people was enough for the boss to make a fortune.A few people had already stepped into the club while they were talking, the waiter greeted him respectfully, the lobby manager glanced at him from afar, and hurried over with a smile on his face: "Second Young Master, I haven't seen you for some time."

"I've been busy recently." Song Feng replied with a smile. They took the elevator up to the third floor and walked through the brightly lit corridor to the private room. At this moment, one of the doors opened suddenly, and the person was on the phone. They glanced subconsciously as they passed by, and were stunned: "Second Young Master Song?"

Song Feng was startled, and smiled: "Yo, Young Master Han."

The man was still holding the door, and the people near the door poked their heads out when they heard the voice: "Young Master Han, who are you talking to... Second Young Master Song?"

Song Feng was taken aback again, thinking to himself that today was a coincidence, the people he ran into were all hanging out together before, he knew he couldn't leave, so he said to his subordinates: "You go first, I'll go in to say hello, have a glass of wine .”

The three nodded and left under the leadership of the manager.

Song Feng exchanged a few words with those two people, and entered the door of the private room, the people inside raised their heads one after another, those who knew him hurriedly got up to greet him, and the upstarts who didn't know him also got up when they saw the situation, and asked in a low voice by the way, and People he is more familiar with and who are about the same weight as him laughed and joked: "Don't say anything when you return to China, have you had enough of foreign girls?"

Song Feng smiled and said, "How can a foreign girl look as good as the girls here?" He poured a glass of wine, prepared to say hello to these people, and left after drinking a few glasses of wine, but when he was talking, his eyes turned and he raised his eyebrows: "Yo, isn't this Young Master Xiao, we meet again so soon."

There are not many people in the private room who are as important as Song Feng, the one who spoke just now counts as one, and Xiao Mingxuan is the other.

Xiao Mingxuan watched this person slowly approaching, two words flashed in his mind: Nie Yuan.He suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart, smiled and clinked the wine glass with him: "Yes, we meet again."

Song Feng took a sip of wine, chatted with the others with a smile on his face, and then came back and sat beside him, looking for nothing to say: "I heard that Young Master Xiao has been in the army, is this a leave?"

"Well, I'll be back in a few days, where's the second young master?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Song Feng simply replied, squinting his eyes slightly. He was curious about why he met him in Guoan, and wondered if he could make a point, but after chatting a few words, he realized how familiar this person was. a feeling of?It shouldn't be... He paused with the hand holding the wine glass, thinking to himself, it can't be, it can't be what he thinks, hey!

Xiao Mingxuan is calm

Sitting, but my heart was churning, and I felt more and more that Song Feng resembled that person.

There were quite a few people around. Seeing the two sitting together and chatting about something serious, they naturally gathered around. The topic was quickly diverted. Song Feng sat for a while, feeling that it would be meaningless to stay any longer, so he got up leave.

Everyone got up and took a few steps. Song Feng opened the door with a smile, turned around and took a last look at Xiao Mingxuan, and left without looking back. Young Master Xiao looked like that person, but... Could it be that he was thinking too much? ?

Xiao Mingxuan watched him go out, recalling his last look, Song Feng began to doubt?But if you really doubt it, you should chat with him a few more words. Song Feng must have learned that course... He paused slightly, no, he had taken aphrodisiac at that time, and his voice was hoarse. His mood was depressed, his voice didn't change much, the timbre was a little bit different from the normal voice, but just this little bit made a huge difference to them.

Fortunately...he breathed a sigh of relief, then thought about it and suddenly smiled bitterly. He has not yet proved that Song Feng is that person. Maybe the look in his eyes just now meant nothing, but he thought too much. He took a sip of wine, hoping that he really Think too much.

Song Feng left the private room, feeling awkward no matter how he thought about it. He took out his mobile phone and gave up after struggling for a long time. He didn't call Wang Yizhong to ask Wang Yizhong.

That's just a task... He silently comforted himself, slowly moved forward, and the crisp phone rang unexpectedly, he looked at the caller ID: "Hi, boss, um, it's done," he paused, Raising eyebrows, "Asian? Okay, I see."

He picked up the phone, and with the help of the waiter, he found his subordinates. After entering, there was laughter and laughter. He looked at the extra beauties and smiled: "I really enjoy it."

The dog-legged subordinates leaned over: "Isn't it thanks to the boss."

The beauties were all winking, and immediately surrounded them with charming smiles. Song Feng sighed regretfully in his heart, took out a wad of money and stuffed it over: "Sorry beauties, we still have something to do, come back another day."

Hearing what he said, his subordinates knew something was wrong, and they left: "What's the matter?"

"The boss asked us to go back to the United States," Song Feng explained simply, "A young master of a gangster wants to go back to his home, and he wants to find an Asian as his bodyguard."

"Asian?"

"Well, the young master is from Asia, and this time when he goes back to inherit the family business, there will probably be a fierce battle." Song Feng said with a smile.

A few people cleaned up briefly. Song Feng greeted Wang Yizhong before leaving, but he didn't ask about Xiao Mingxuan. He looked at the night in Beijing and decided to selectively forget about it.

Hsiao Mingxuan just came out of the club at this time, in a splendid

Driving home under the terrible night view of Beijing.

With a mystery that they didn't want to solve, one returned to the United States and the other returned to the army. Whether that matter will be hidden in time or not, no one knows.