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Brando just didn't think the company's jokes were funny today.

Just a dozen days ago, he completed the task of assassinating a certain drug lord group leader on the Kenyan border, and he did it extremely cleanly and beautifully.

Originally, Brando was going to leave for Italy on vacation, but when he was about to leave, he received an order from the company to keep him temporarily.

The company claims that he has new assignments to be assigned, and that he is being paid handsomely.

In desperation, Brando had to rent a room locally and wait for more than ten days.

Finally, when the agent showed up to Brando with a French passport and a plane ticket to Namibia, Brando was only a little angry.

"What does it mean?"

Brando pointed to the location given on the note, his expression full of dissatisfaction, "Namibia Walvis Bay? Blackwatch Biological Company? I'm only responsible for killing people, but I have no interest in running business!"

"It's not like that, dear Brando."

The agent said mysteriously, "Don't worry, after you get there, you will understand what you are going to do, but I guarantee you will like it."

"..."

Unable to resist the temptation of a high salary, Brando finally got on a plane and flew to Namibia.

Half a day later, when Brando finally walked out of this cramped international airport, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The environment on the plane was not bad. Although it was economy class, it was nothing compared to the suffering he suffered during the mission. The only thing that made Brando frown was that the distance between himself and the stranger was too close.

There were only two armrests between the two seats on the plane, which added up to less than ten centimeters. For someone like Brando who dared not close their eyes when sleeping, it was a complete ordeal.

After leaving the airport, it was late at night. There was only a row of vans parked on the opposite side of the road. The black drivers kept shouting in broken English, attracting travelers who came out of the airport.

"Sir, where do you want to go?"

Just when Brando was a little confused about whether these long-overdue scrapped cars could be used, a black teenager who was only twelve or thirteen years old suddenly came over.

He looked at the big white man about 1.9 meters in front of him with one arm thicker than his head, and said timidly, "Sir, you can go to Walvis Bay for ten dollars. Do you need to go?"

Seeing that it was a child, Brando's guard was slightly loosened. He took out a note, pointed to it and said, "The address says that there is a company called Blackwatch nearby, do you know the address?"

"Oh, you mean that new research center?"

The boy's eyes lit up, "Of course I know this, are you going there?"

"Yes." Brando didn't ask the price, but looked behind the teenager, "Where are your parents and the car?"

"My parents? My parents are in heaven, and I drove here by myself."

The young man smiled indifferently, and pointed to a dilapidated motor tricycle not far away, "Sir, do you need me to take you there, only twenty dollars."

"Why not." Hearing the death of the other's parents, Brando was startled, but not too surprised.

After all, this kind of thing is too common in Africa, and even sympathetic people will be smoothed out by reality, let alone a mercenary like Brando who is bearish about life and death.

Stretching out his legs and stepping directly into the tricycle compartment, Brando realized that although the tricycle was very worn, the back compartment of the passenger was clean and spotless.

After a while of starting, the tricycle made a circle at the intersection and drove along the road towards the distance.

Once out of the airport area, there were no street lights on the road, and the headlights of the juvenile tricycle had been broken for some time.

Fortunately, the night sky in Namibia is extraordinarily bright.

along the way,

The teenager seemed to feel a little bored, and suddenly hummed a little tune from his hometown. It was an exotic style that Brando had never heard before. Just like the lives of these people, there is joy in the hoarseness, and freedom in the hardship. Full of idyllic scenery.

At this moment, Brando suddenly remembered when he was young.

About thirty years ago, when I was only four or five years old, I played carefree on the farm like this, until at night when my father was busy with all the chores, I sat behind my father's motorcycle and looked at the stars above my head. ...

In the blink of an eye, his father has become a handful of loess, and he has become a mercenary who licks blood with a knife.

"I can't go back..."

Brando sighed secretly, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

With the humming of the boy, the tricycle had been heading west for twenty minutes, and Brando had even seen the lights of the city not far away.

However, when passing a fork in the road, the teenager suddenly turned the front of the car and drove towards another unknown fork.

"Are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?"

As a mercenary who had survived several times on the battlefield, Brando was naturally vigilant. When he saw the boy turn, he immediately touched the soles of his shoes.

In the sole of the shoe, he has hidden an ivory dagger all the year round, which can pass the inspection of customs.

"Yes, sir."

The young man didn't know what was going on, he just said in the wind, "This road is newly paved, and it is the money invested by the research center. One end is connected to the gate of their research center, and the other end is connected to Walvis Bay. main road."

Brando did not continue to ask questions.

Continuing along this road, it didn't take long for countless dark things to appear on both sides of the road. These things consisted of a pillar two meters high at the bottom and a huge square panel at the top.

All the panels are lined up neatly, standing there at the same angle.

Brando didn't have to look at it to know that it was a row of photovoltaic power plants.

These staggered photovoltaic power generation equipment is densely distributed on both sides of the road, almost obscuring the sky.

"Is this also from the research center?" Brando asked casually.

"Of course, you know, this is a very, very rich company!"

The teenager said with envy and jealousy, "Not only did they build solar energy and roads, but they even recruited a large number of people in the nearby village to do experiments. I heard that every household in that village was given tens of thousands of Nayuan!"

As soon as something was mentioned, the teenager said everything he knew like a bean, "And I heard that there is a construction site in the bay more than ten kilometers away, which is also owned by this company, and I heard that they will be there. Build a power plant!"

Brando nodded, being able to build power plants in such a poor country without fear of huge losses, this company is indeed very rich...

"Also, I heard that the owner of this company is also a Middle-Continent."

The boy added, "By the way, sir, have you been to Central Continent?"

Brando smiled and said, "No, because my job isn't popular there."

"Really, that's such a pity."

The teenager regretted, "I heard people say that the Central Continent is a place without war, poverty, and disease. If possible, I hope to be born there in the next life."

"yes……"

Hearing this, Brando couldn't help sighing slightly and looked at the stars above his head again, "Who doesn't want to live in a stable and peaceful country?"

Unconsciously, Brando suddenly became a little interested in this company called Blackwatch.

After a while, the buildings ahead suddenly appeared in Brando's field of vision.

It was a few buildings that were not too high, but the floor space was far larger than that of ordinary buildings. There were a few lights faintly visible in the buildings, which was the only light on the road.

"Here, sir."

Finally, the tricycle drove to the end of the road, and the teenager stopped the car and pointed to a wide iron gate more than ten meters away, "This is the Blackwatch Research Center you mentioned."

"Very good." Brando took out a two-dollar bill from his body and handed it to the other party, "Don't look for it."

"Thank you, you are such a generous gentleman!"

The boy's eyes lit up, and he bowed gratefully to Brando before turning his head back beamingly.

After the boy left, Brando didn't knock on the door immediately, but looked around vigilantly, and then looked at the flashing surveillance cameras on the door, and then walked forward, in a sign marked "PLEASE RING BELL". Pressed on the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, as footsteps approached, a window suddenly opened on the door, and a black man looked out from inside, "Who are you looking for?"

"My name is Clark Brando, and I was invited by your company." Brando took out the address given by the agent.

"I don't know what Clark is. The company has a policy not to open the door in the middle of the night. You'd better come back tomorrow."

The black man said unceremoniously, and then without waiting for Brando to answer, he closed the window again, and then the footsteps faded away.

Brando frowned.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to ask the agent's side, only to find out that because of the previous flight, the mobile phone had been turned on in airplane mode.

Because he often needs to perform tasks, Brando is not as morbidly dependent on mobile phones as ordinary people, so he has never thought of turning off airplane mode until now.

Brando turned off the airplane mode, and suddenly, several missed calls popped up.

These missed calls are all from the same unfamiliar number.

Thinking that his card was also a new card given by his manager after the mission, there should be no problem, so Brando called back the call.

"Doo... Hello, hello, are you Mr. Clark Brando?"

Blind tone was connected after just one thought, and at the same time, a rapid voice came. From the sound alone, the other party was about thirty years old, and the pronunciation of American English was not pure, with the taste of Central Continent.

Recalling that the previous teenager also said that Blackwatch is the Central Continent Company, Brando replied lightly, "Yes, I am."

"Whoo, thank goodness!"

The other end of the phone seemed to relax completely, "Excuse me, where are you now, I'm here to pick you up, and I'm outside the airport now."

"I'm at the gate of your company," Brando replied.

"...Understood, then please wait a moment, I'll be back right away."

The voice was silent for a while, and then he opened his mouth to speak. Brando only heard the sound of a car starting from the phone, and then hung up the phone.