Killing intent is something invisible, yet it can be genuinely felt!

Nalan Suqin had long been awakened by the phone's ring, and sensing the killing intent emanating from Lin Fan's body, she couldn't help but shiver slightly!

It's just too cold!

"What's going on?" Nalan Suqin hurriedly asked.

"Just a little trouble, I can handle it myself!" Lin Fan said as he got out of bed and started getting dressed!

Nalan Suqin knew that there were many things she, as a weak woman, couldn't help Lin Fan with, otherwise, her help might only worsen the situation!

Nalan Suqin could only say heavily, "Then you must be careful, I'll wait for you at home!"

Hearing these words, and seeing the genuine concern in Nalan Suqin's eyes, Lin Fan felt a warm sensation in his heart, a long-lost feeling of home!

After dressing, he came in front of Nalan Suqin, cupped her pretty face in his hands, and smiled, "Wait for me to come back!"

"Muah~"

Lin Fan gently kissed Nalan Suqin on the forehead, then turned and walked out of the room, heading to the car in the courtyard and hurriedly driving to the airport!

On the way, Lin Fan drove with one hand and held his phone with the other, but the speed of the car was not affected at all, still as fast as the wind, something even professional drivers would find hard to achieve, but it was a piece of cake for Lin Fan!

Lin Fan dialed Mouse's number, and after three beeps, the call was connected!

"Boss!" Mouse's respectful voice came through immediately!

"Which is currently the strongest mercenary group in the world?" Lin Fan asked immediately.

Having been away from the Dark Realm for a long time, Lin Fan was no longer familiar with the current rankings of the mercenaries in the Dark Realm!

"Not long ago, the Wild Wolf Mercenary Corps was completely annihilated in Africa, the strongest now is Russia's Battleaxe!" Mouse replied truthfully.

"Good! Contact the Battleaxe people immediately; we'll rendezvous in Russia. Have Lion and the others meet with Shangxue Qingchuan in East Asia first!" Lin Fan quickly issued the order.

With Lin Fan's words, none of the Suicide Squad members ever said NO, nor did they ask why. Mouse responded with a "Yes" and then ended the call!

...

Russia, half of its territory lies in Africa, and here, it's also the most impoverished place!

In a small town in southern Russia, the winter here is exceptionally cold, even more so than Heilongjiang in Huaxia!

A very remote small town, exceptionally backward, with buildings left from the nineties era, and old pickup trucks for vehicles. If a Mercedes suddenly appeared, it would definitely shock everyone!

However, as small as it might be, it's fully equipped, with a high flow of people, mostly assassins and mercenaries. Because it's quite remote, many people choose to hide here after completing their missions!

Although it's daytime, the temperature is still unbearably cold, with people on the streets wrapped in thick coats!

Even during the day, you can see scantily clad streetwalkers at some corners, as the assassins and mercenaries here are well-off but have nowhere to vent their desires, thus prostitutes have targeted this area!

Near noon, an old pickup truck, after coming through a bumpy road, finally entered this backward small town!

Sitting in the passenger seat was a young man with yellow skin, wrapped in a coat, with eyes closed, but his expression extremely cold!

The driver was a tall white man, though he had a lame leg, it didn't affect his driving skills at all, with the car moving quickly and steadily!

Screech~

The old pickup truck stopped in front of a small tavern, the whole car clanking as if it were about to fall apart!

In front of the tavern, several pickup trucks sprayed with camouflage stood, with one carrying a mortar at the back.

Such things appearing in this small town were not uncommon!

"Next time pick a better car!" said the man with his eyes closed.

"Understood! Boss!" the driver nodded respectfully.

The two were undoubtedly Lin Fan and Mouse!

After meeting in Russia, they quickly arrived at this place, where the Battleaxe Mercenary Corps was!

Subsequently, Lin Fan and Mouse got out of the car, with Mouse leading the way, entering the small tavern!

Inside, the noise erupted, with three tables of burly men eating and drinking, each with a pistol at their waist, and on the wall, a line of submachine guns was displayed.

These burly men were sturdy, with a faint scent of blood, clearly indicating they were madmen often living on the edge!

At the central table, there were only four burly men, the one eating peanuts was Colinson, the head of the Battleaxe, with Zuo En, the deputy head, on his left, and the other two were small leaders of the Battleaxe Mercenary Corps!

The arrival of Lin Fan and Mouse immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the lively tavern grew silent.

Neither Lin Fan nor Mouse was intimidated by such scenes, being accustomed to it, Mouse first approached Colinson and said with a smile, "Hello, Captain Colinson!"

"Mouse, skip the nonsense; you said there's a job for me? What's the job exactly?"

Colinson asked while eating peanuts, full of arrogance, completely ignoring Mouse.

"For details, let my boss speak!" Mouse smiled and retreated behind Lin Fan!

Only then did Colinson lift his head to look at Lin Fan, feeling a bit familiar at first glance but not connecting Lin Fan with the Tyrant!

"It's you looking for me?" Colinson still acted proudly!

"That's right!" Lin Fan nodded.

"Let me make this clear first, our mercenary corps doesn't take on missions for less than a billion. If you can't come up with that amount, don't bother talking, just get lost!" Colinson arrogantly said.

"Haha! The boss is right, if you can't come up with a billion, get lost!"

"Kid, we Battleaxe Mercenaries don't cooperate with the poor!"

A group of burly men heckled and laughed.

Lin Fan remained calm, smiling lightly, "I remember the last task you Battleaxe Mercenaries took in Africa, the commission was only fifty million, and that mission was quite tough, even resulting in over thirty of your Battleaxe Mercenaries being lost, and you failed in the end!"

Click!

With these words, the atmosphere on the ninth floor suddenly fell silent, and everyone's gaze turned to Lin Fan with a hint of anger!

For mercenaries, failure is a huge humiliation, and Lin Fan bluntly stating it naturally enraged them!

Bam~

Suddenly a dull sound!

Colinson slammed the table and stood up, his face angry, "Kid, you're playing with fire!"