Slim, the royal relative of country Y, must have done many bad things. On the day he was about to leave his country, it rained heavily, which was rare in a century.
"Damn it! It's raining today... But will those mercenary employees change their minds?"
Slim also felt that he might be punished by God. Otherwise, how could the rain on his body be so stinging?
"Sir, I don't think so. I talked to the Boss who mercenary in person."
"He was so happy to hear that you give him a commission. It seems that these guys are liking money."
The Deputy Director of the police station couldn't tell right from wrong. Parker was happy that he was going to catch a big fish, but he was not vigilant at all.
Slim's intelligence quotient was even lower than before. He wished he could fly away right away.
Especially when he saw Parker and others bowing and bowing to him with incomparable respect and politeness, Slim's vanity was overflowing again.