Urban Conceited Soldier

As long as the opponent is not a dragon and tiger, not the tiger master who makes him feel afraid.

Think about it.

Modi, like a stagnant heart, was burning again in an instant.

Hall is his apprentice!

An apprentice of flesh and blood!

If there is a chance and a condition, it is his duty to avenge hall and retrieve his body as a master and commander of the Dragon order!

"Head, you should calm down first. There should be no problem with this post, because at the bottom of the post, it has been confirmed by the party concerned..."

After working with modi for six years, Christian naturally knew what modi's change in face meant, so he quickly pacified him and motioned him to pay attention to the post selected by his mouse.

Seeing that modi was still at a loss, Christian patiently explained, "this is the largest and most authoritative forum in the world for our mercenaries. It can almost be called the official forum."

After a pause, seeing that modi's puzzled look did not diminish, Christian continued: "in fact, we have a lot of intelligence content to buy on it, or exchange it with other users on an equivalent basis."

"Get to the point!"

modi smashed the desktop full of computer accessories, directly interrupting Christian's long speech.

I always have to talk about my own technical problems.

Christian obviously made this mistake in the invisible.

"Chief, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Christian knew that modi was concerned about hall, and it was very polite not to do anything to him at this time.

"Take a closer look here, there are tiger king and yunshang, as well as Fengshen's signature confirmation. These signatures are left by my account number, and they are not copies. They are complete and complete handwritten signatures, which are uploaded to the website."

Christian pointed to the bottom of the post and said in a low voice, "this means that the content of this post just released by Charles has been collectively confirmed by the members of Yunlong Fenghu."

"So whose hand did hall die?"

Adams knew what modi was most concerned about, so he asked in his place.

He knows that modi's mood is almost out of control at this time. I'm afraid it's difficult to organize logical words, so it's better to ask for him.

"Hidden dragon!"

Christian pointed to the final signature and said firmly: "although the post does not reveal their location at this time, I can track their location through the geographic location left by the signature file upload."

"Among the four members of Yunlong Fenghu, only Yin long is closest to us and has sufficient conditions and time for committing crimes. If there is no accident, hall should have died in his hands. However, due to limited intelligence, it is difficult for me to predict the specific cause of death."

"Could it be that the tiger king instructed the hidden dragon to do so?"

After a little thought, Adams immediately offered the most likely answer.

"It should not be."

Before Christian spoke, modi took the lead in answering Adams' questions.

The look on his face was very decadent. Modi returned to his chair, and the whole person seemed to be in his teens for a moment.

Originally only a slight trace of white hair, at this time as if by some kind of stimulation, in modi's hair is not much on the top of the head, appears particularly dazzling.

It gave the illusion that modi's gray hair had increased several times in that instant.

Seeing all the people's eyes converged on him, modi spread out his hand, and showed a helpless smile on his face. He said: "tiger and I have had friendship after all. Since hall is not disrespectful to him, he doesn't need to persuade his companion to kill hall because of this small matter."

After licking his dry lips, modi continued: "the question seems to be to ask Charles, who is probably the only one in the world who knows best what happened and experienced with him in the three days since hall disappeared."

After saying this, modi fell into a long silence.

The commander did not speak. Christian and Adams all stood quietly in the room, showing their thinking expressions.

For a moment, Christian's room was left with the slight roar of the computer mainframe, which was extremely quiet.

"All right, go back to our respective jobs. We've been used to parting life and death. Hall is not a godly child. He has his own doom. Every one of us who enters this industry has already prepared for this day, hasn't he?"

Modi stood up and recovered a little. Looking at Christian still doing various complicated operations on the computer, modi asked, "Christian, I have a question.""Say it, chief."

Seeing that modi soon got rid of Hall's death, Christian praised that he was indeed the leader of the mercenary industry for many years, and his ability to regulate emotions was amazing.

"Since your technology can track down where they are now by uploading their signatures, how many people can do this?"

Asked Modi, with his hands sunk in his arms.

"It should be Not in the minority

Christian slightly pondered, very objective explanation: "my computer technology is not outstanding, there are people outside, there are days outside, more powerful than I exist in this industry, I can sit in the things, those top mercenary corps and top hackers, must also be able to do, as long as they want to do so, it does not take much time."

"So in your opinion, they are now living in a glass room for people to visit in front of the world?"

Modi asked.

"That's almost what it means."

Christian nodded approvingly.

"Well, what is their purpose? To expose their position is a big taboo in the mercenary industry. What do they want to do?"

Modi touched his chin and murmured, lost in thought.

"With the title of the post, they probably want to announce their return, just There's no need to reveal your position when you announce your return. "

Christian took a word, also fell into a state of doubt.

"I think Maybe they are not afraid to be known where they are at the moment

After a brief silence in the room, Adams said suddenly.

There was a bright light in his eyes and a slight shiver in his body. He said his own speculation: "Europe, it may change!"