My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 339 Old Driver's Tavern!
Qin Qing immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. The fall of the members of the dark night, looking at the mercenary world, is definitely shocking news.

The other party was so rampant that he dared to hang Taishan's corpse on the city tower to expose it to the sun. He obviously didn't intend to cover it up, but openly challenged An Ye. The background was absolutely extraordinary.

Afterwards, Qin Qing brought Li Huaifeng into an office in the manor. There were five of Qin Qing's subordinates, and Qing Yishui's beauties, all of whom were experts in the Internet. The news network spread all over the world, and they were very well-informed.

Qin Qing issued an order to let his subordinates search for relevant information with all their strength.

While waiting, Qin Qing brought a bottle of high-quality French red wine, filled it up for Li Huaifeng, and asked cautiously: "If you dare to shoot at your dark night team, the opponent must have a good background. What are you going to do?"

With a stern face, Li Huaifeng pushed the wine glass away, and said in a deep voice, "I will let them pay for their lives as they kill my brother. You shouldn't ask such a simple question."

Qin Qing frowned. Her intention was to remind Li Huaifeng that the other party had a deep background, and she hoped that he would deal with it calmly.

It can be seen that the other party's attitude at this time, Qin Qing knew that he had made up his mind to pay attention, and there was no reason to turn back.

"What do I need to do?" Qin Qing said seriously.

Li Huaifeng took out a bank card from his pocket and photographed it on the table, "There are [-] million here, I need the best weapons and equipment and a helicopter!"

"You are only alone now, you want to go deep alone?" Qin Qing asked in surprise.

"The person I'm going to kill, I still have to consider the background of the other party?" Li Huaifeng sneered.

Hearing this, a layer of cold sweat inevitably appeared on Qin Qing's fair forehead.

She has a long friendship with Li Huaifeng, but she has never seen him so serious and sharp, he is more terrifying than performing a mission. Is this the true face of the world's number one soldier king?

"Sister Qing found out that the other party is the leader of the most powerful organization in South Africa, Bud Clark, nicknamed Chi Yan, and it is said that half of the top ten masters in the mercenary rankings are now under his command."

"His power spreads across six African countries, and his base in the Western Cape Province of South Africa is just one of them. The battle started two days ago there. The news of Taishan's death has been transmitted to every corner of the world through the headquarters of the mercenary organization. Moreover, Chi Yan also issued a reward order to arrest the baron, the ghost hand, and the monkey, and the head of each of them is as high as 5000 million U.S. dollars!"

Qin Qing's subordinates printed more than a dozen intelligence papers, clearly analyzing Chi Yan's background and the battle two days ago.

Hearing this name, Li Huaifeng and Qin Qing's expressions became solemn at the same time.

"I know Chi Yan. A few months ago, he bought weapons and equipment worth [-] million U.S. dollars from me. The purchase amount is huge. As far as I know, he seems to be a high-level executive of a mysterious organization called the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets." One of the heads."

"In recent years, he has aggressively expanded his territory in African countries. Many small warlords have been beheaded or annexed by him, but he has been at large. No official organization has sent troops to destroy it. It seems that this person has a very deep background. You Be careful!"

Qin Qing said everything she could think of, and tried her best to help Li Huaifeng.

Later, Li Huaifeng found a map of the southern part of Feilu.

Bud's base is located in Watersand City, Western Cape Province, which is a coastal city. If the Baron and the others escape, they must leave by sea and land by speedboat.

With a solemn expression, Li Huaifeng wrote and drew on the map to find out all the places where they might end up.

Finally, the scope was narrowed down to Port Alfred, a port city closer to the Western Cape.

"Get ready for the plane, I'll leave immediately!" Li Huaifeng said solemnly.

"Well, no matter how much I persuade you, I can't stop you from taking revenge. I can only wish you good luck!" Qin Qing shrugged helplessly.

Qin Qing used powerful energy to meet the various requirements put forward by Li Huaifeng as much as possible.

Three hours later, a transport plane arrived at the private airport on the outskirts of Chiang Rai. The door of the cabin was opened, and there was a whole wall of weapons and equipment hanging inside.

Submachine guns, sniper rifles, pistols, grenades, and even, bazookas.

Light, medium and heavy equipment, complete styles for Li Huaifeng to choose from.

Brother Feng knew that this was an unprecedented tough battle. He didn't have any support. Not only did he want revenge, but he also had to find the three barons who were injured and avoided in the war-torn Africa.

He carefully screened and picked out a whole set of weapons and equipment that was convenient for him.

"These are top-notch products. It seems that you put your heart into it. I don't want to thank you for your kindness. If I live, I will pay you back!" Li Huaifeng smiled gratefully and handed the bank card to the other party.

Qin Qing looked at the bank card, shook her head, stuffed it back into Li Huaifeng's hand and said, "I will give you these equipments, remember to come back alive, the legend of the dragon thorn cannot just disappear, I am waiting for you to create more amazing brilliance !"

The two looked at each other and smiled, without saying anything, Brother Feng boarded the transport plane alone.

"Sister Qing, we are businessmen, why do you give him weapons and equipment for nothing?"

"Although the dragon thorn is powerful, but this time he is facing a terrifying enemy that he can't compete with. There is a high probability that he will die there. Aren't you wasting these things for nothing?"

Several female subordinates could not help asking questions as they watched the transport plane lift off slowly.

"Knowing that he was going to die, he resolutely chose to go. This kind of friendship can no longer be measured by money. Those equipments should be regarded as our friendship for many years. Let's help him one last time!"

Qin Qing's voice was faint, and there was a look of regret in her beautiful eyes. She had been in this business for a long time, and she knew better than anyone else the power of all parties.

Although Dragon Spike had a great reputation, none of the missions he took over in the past was as powerful as a terrifying dictator like Bud Clark.

Moreover, he went to the opponent's territory alone this time, so Qin Qing could not see any hope of winning.

Time flies.

The next evening, the transport plane finally arrived at a private airport near Port Alfred.

"Mr. Longthorn, I will wait for you here for three days at most. If I stay too long, it will inevitably arouse suspicion from others. Please forgive me!"

The pilot said respectfully.

The flight route of the transport plane is Qin Qing's usual route for taking goods, and it occupies the private airport of the local big chaebol, which is relatively safe.

However, Chi Yan has great energy in Feilu, if he finds out the relationship between Qin Qing and Li Huaifeng, it will be a big trouble for everyone.

"If I'm still alive, three days is enough!"

Brother Feng smiled slightly, with two large backpacks on his shoulders, calmly got on an old-fashioned Toyota off-road vehicle, and followed the instructions of the satellite locator, and drove towards Port Alfred at high speed.

Before coming, Brother Feng had already posted a message to Baron and others on MSN, but did not get a reply.

Presumably, they were in a dangerous situation, and there was no communication equipment around him. He had to find the traces of his brothers before Chi Yan's pursuers arrived, and race against time.

Along the way, Brother Feng changed into an old camouflage uniform with high-density body armor inside, sunglasses and a wig, and a layer of cream that deepened the skin color on his face to hide his identity as much as possible.

Towards the end of the night, he finally reached Port Alfred.

More than two years ago, the Dark Night Squad passed by here. This is a small seaside town without row upon row of skyscrapers. As far as the eye can see, they are all two-story old buildings with a unique non-land style.

Li Huaifeng parked the car at the entrance of a quiet alley, and gave a hundred dollars to the owner of the auto repair shop beside him to take care of him.

"Hey, friend, your equipment here is really advanced, are you a professional hunter?" the black bearded boss asked carelessly.

Professional hunters belong to the category of mercenaries, but their grades are very low. They belong to the low-end and fringe existence of the mercenary field. In the war-torn Africa, there are many such people.

"Yes, I'm a novice. I heard that someone recently offered a reward of 1.5 million US dollars to take the heads of three people. I came here for this matter. Can you provide me with some information?"

Li Huaifeng smiled and used standard English, which is an internationally accepted language and is also commonly used by local residents.

"Haha, the yellow-skinned little chaste, your humorous words made me laugh out loud. Do you know who the three people who offered the bounty came from? They are the most famous members of the dark night, do you understand the dark night? They are the gods of the mercenary world The same existence, especially the leader of the team, Dragon Thorn, is a legend in the mercenary world, he can kill you with a single sneeze, I advise you to go to sleep!"

The bearded boss laughed out loud, as if Li Huaifeng's words had made him find something more enjoyable in his boring life than playing with women with big butts.

Hearing this, Li Huaifeng smiled slightly.

The word "dark night" is a legend in Africa, especially in this small town with constant wars, an admirable legend.

He could see the devout worship from the boss's face, the night squad was different from others, what they did in their life was worthy of conscience and morality.

"Two hundred dollars, buy a piece of valuable news!" Li Huaifeng took out two beautiful knives and waved them in front of the boss.

"Xiao Caitou, who doesn't know how to live or die, maybe the tavern on the next street has the clues you need!" The bearded man shrugged, snatched the knife, and pointed the way for Li Huaifeng.

Afterwards, Brother Feng put on a black trench coat, carried two Desert Eagle pistols in his pockets, walked through the dark alley, and walked into the small shop exuding faint yellow light and dilapidated atmosphere.

This is a gathering place that only locals and special professionals will patronize, the old driver's tavern.

In the [-]-square-meter tavern, the decoration is dilapidated, but the business is very good. More than a dozen tables are full of people. The pungent smell of second-hand smoke and the spiciness of spirits fill the decadent air.

Li Huaifeng is used to this, so he sat down at the bar calmly, and said to a very hot-looking caucasian beauty, "Hot girl, I want a glass of vodka, the strongest!"

(End of this chapter)