Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gu Qiqi was listening to Yun Bo's explanation at this moment, and looked up at the helicopter not far away, not paying attention to what Wu Er was doing at the moment.

"Iron-blooded mercenary? Very powerful?" Gu Qiqi was curious about this title.

"Extremely powerful." Yun Bo nodded, "This is an organization with irregular members. If you can join this organization, it is definitely a well-known figure on the killer rankings of various countries, and the price of a mission is quite shocking. Generally small countries I can't afford to invite them out of the mountain."

Uncle Yun's hands spread out ten fingers, and they compared the front and back.

"One hundred thousand?" Lisa was curious.

Uncle Yun shook his head.

"One million?" Lisa smacked.

Uncle Yun still shook his head.

"Could it be... ten million?" Lisa was already stunned.

Uncle Yun still shook his head.

"Could it be hundreds of millions?" Lisa was already unable to guess.

Yun Bo smiled without saying: "Poverty limits our imagination, and the world of the rich is beyond our guess."

Gu Qiqi sighed with emotion: "It seems that the Great Pharmacist Guild is very powerful. It is only for a party competition, and mercenaries must be invited to take the seat."

Lisa asked innocently: "This big pharmacist guild is kind of charitable. It has soldiers to protect us."

Uncle Yun sneered: "Hehe, that's because you think too much. We have signed the life and death certificate. We are responsible for whether we are dead or alive. The Great Pharmacist Guild will not care about it. They hire mercenaries, but to maintain order and monitor us by the way. Once we move things that shouldn't be moved on the ghost island, I am afraid that we will suffer a disaster and be headshot directly by mercenary guns."

Lisa shuddered, and she couldn't hold the herbs in her hand firmly: "I, we won't be killed by mercenaries when we gather herbs? I...Oh, why do I watch a mercenary flying towards us with a parachute? Go!!! Are you here to kill me???"

With a trembling of his hand, all the herbs just smashed were spilled on the ground.

Hey, getting rid of the little white face is just around the corner.

Oops, I didn't expect victory to come so easily.

However, suddenly a corner of my heart was pumped inexplicably, a little worried that this little white face was directly poisoned and swollen by a bug?.

When I thought of Gu Qiqi's white and cold face, it turned purple and black because of the poisoning and became unsightly, but Wu Er's heart passed a touch of regret...

He shook his head bitterly.

Damn, what did he pity for a little boy who snatched a woman from him, he was really crazy.

He grabbed a handful of hair irritably, he was cruel, staring at those little bugs, wriggling, and climbing on Gu Qiqi's short boots...

climb! Climb quickly!

Climb in along the little white face pants!

The little dirty tortoise lay on her heart: "Lord Silver, I smelled the disgusting smell of bugs, did anyone step on the wormhole again? That Tuesday was too white to deal with bugs, he!"

Gu Qiqi frowned, and just about to look back, a strong wind swept the leaves. A helicopter hangs over their heads, and a paratrooper is really descending towards them!

The man in the camouflage uniform was burly and handsome, with a gas mask on his face and professional mercenary equipment. He was so handsome that he had no friends.

As the man approached, Gu Qiqi's eyes widened:

He, he, he, he is--!