Chapter 139

Ferguson's words made Sosfia raise her head to look at him incredulously, the former looked away a little guilty.

Others also began to join the plaintiff's team, with nothing more than accusing her that she had caused the death of her companion, all blaming her.

What people like most after adversity is to blame others for their mistakes. This is the evil nature of humans!

Mist looked at them from afar and frowned. Seeing Sosfia bowing her head and hugging the body tightly, he finally couldn't help but say: "Everyone, I think you should think about yourself." safe, I'm not talking nonsense here. »

As soon as he spoke, they stopped talking.

No way, everyone has a clear idea.

But Mister didn't bother to continue talking. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the walkie-talkie pinned to his clothes rang: "Judge," the boss said, "Let's ride this woman.

"Open?" Mist looked at Sosfia, she wasn't bad, pressed the intercom button, "Got it."

Having finished speaking, he walked past Sosfia: "Don't look, he's dead, come with me, our boss wants to see you."

But the latter was indifferent, with no expression in his eyes, making him very uncomfortable. He grabbed her shoulders and roughly pulled her up, but Sosfia struggled to hold the body but Mist broke it. He put his hands on the ground and grabbed her chin: "I told you!" Our boss wants to see you, don't you understand? » He grabbed her arm and forced her upstairs.

None of those accompanying him dared to stop him. They were all terrified in this place in Africa. This is a civilization that claims to be worthless in the face of violence. Don't try to use civilization to contaminate violence. Once upon a time, there was a couple who wanted to prove that Iraqis were kind, so they traveled alone across the Middle East and 32 days after losing contact, they were found dead in the wilderness.

Don't use what you consider civilization to stop violence, because violence only serves the purpose of making civilization more "civilized". Matchmakers hang their legs on the railing. He was so angry that he wanted to hit her hard but still held back. The mist practically pulled Sosfia upstairs, gasping for air, and knocked her to the ground. With rapid ups and downs, he wiped his sweaty forehead.

Duong Dao crossed Nhi Lang's legs, watched him fall to the ground, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, "Did you steal this diamond?"

Sosfia's face moved slightly, the corners of her eyes narrowed, but she lowered her head and refused to make a sound. "I don't believe it." Duong Dao seemed to be muttering, got up from the sofa, walked over, just stood in front of her and looked at her: "A woman without a weapon, how can she escape the sight of a gangster?" Flight? I think you're not that bold, someone in your group stole it and that person had a good relationship with you and you wanted to protect them, I guess that's the person who was killed.

Sosfia raised her head, her eyes finally showing some surprise, but before that she shrugged, "I guessed." He turned around slightly and suddenly said: "Is it wrong?"

"Tears sometimes have no value. No matter what you say, you can't make others respect you, so you have to find a way to scare them. If you're scared, of course you'll apologize." Duong Dao nodded to the little angel. Place a box in front of Sosfia, open it directly, there is a weapon inside!

Colt, Makarov, Model 64... "Pick one at random, rush out, show them your head, ask them to apologize."

Simple and crude!

"Have you ever played with guns? Shoot them in the head."

Perhaps it was this ironic language that made Sosfia uncomfortable. She suddenly said: "I passed the CTCRM training!" I am the only woman among them.

These words were sudden and shocked all the staff, including Mister and the others, but then their faces filled with strange looks.

The full name of CTCRM is the training center 'Gormandel', located in the small town of Limpstone in Devon, southwest England.

Since 1970, the British army has trained marines and senior officers here. All recruits and reserve officers of the Royal Marines, with the exception of members of the Marine Corps Band, must complete "the longest and most rigorous infantry training course in the world." " at the center and pass the most rigorous exams before being rewarded. Be a true Royal Marine. with an enviable green beret and 'Gormandel' armband.

However, since the beginning of the Cold War, foreign personnel have been selected for training and "friendly" visits from other countries have also been accepted.

Even now when the special forces are increasingly prosperous, CTCRM is still proud to be its big brother. Everyone who comes out is an elite person, even soldiers returning from many countries will be promoted. The latter was the famous Gogoya Army Special Forces School. They are almost the same, this is one of the few fighter training bases in the world. "Are you kidding? Ma'am." Duong Dao couldn't help but laugh, crossed his arms, and spread his arms wide: "Just now, you were still being controlled and screaming loudly." Since the boss said so, the others are even more unscrupulous. Laugh out loud.

The term "warrior" is used with extreme caution. Furthermore, from the beginning, this industry did not welcome or even despise women, because women are at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength and psychological qualities, but it cannot be denied that they are still the same. There are many great ones, like Pavlichenko in the Soviet Union during World War II, who killed 309 German soldiers.

That may be so, but Sosfia doesn't look like it. "If your partner was tied up, would you resist regardless of the danger?"

"Um..." After asking this question, the laughter suddenly stopped. Duong Dao looked at her, the latter also reluctantly withdrew his gaze, still clenching his fist, "You can fight alone! You stink."

stand up?

Hit a woman?

Duong Dao nodded, "I think your proposal is not bad, but I don't know how to fight, I'm just a businessman, let my boyfriend go with me ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ He patted Thien's shoulder lightly. little god, "He is an Italian boxing champion, good at close combat, proficient in Muay Thai, Krav Maga and judo, I think he can be your opponent. "After speaking, he took a few steps back and watched them play. The little angel took off his suit, took off his tie, hooked his finger towards Sosfia and kicked her in the hip. Seeing this, Sosfia was shocked and hastily backed away. upward.

Open? !

Monsieur was surprised, but what happened next was even more interesting. Taking advantage of the little angel's unstable balance, Sosfia rushed forward, hugged his waist and fell down. In terms of height, she is a few centimeters taller than her opponent. This person was only 175 years old, his flexible legs hugged the little angel's arms, twisted his waist and abdomen, and pinned his wrists tightly.

According to Barou, fighting on the ground is mainly about wrapping the joints.

If he tried harder, the little angel's hand might become useless!

"Stop, you win." Duong Dao said, didn't you expect it was only a few seconds? 30 seconds? Did you just get beaten? Is the opponent incompetent or is this girl too strong?

Sosfia let go, the little angel was both embarrassed and angry, he couldn't accept being beaten by a woman like this, he wanted to make excuses.

"Don't say, you lost, you lost, you lost, don't say harsh words, those are just the growls of incompetent people." Duong Dao glanced at Van Sinh, then looked at Sosfia, all eyes were filled with admiration. "You follow me."