Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 9 Forbidden Bar
The old demon wanted to leave, but Song Heping was a little surprised.

But after thinking about it again, I think it makes sense.

The old demon is from the capital. Even if he loses more than 100,000 yuan, there is no pressure. The worst he can do is go back to China and start over.

But I can’t do it myself.

This time I came to Yilige, and my life and fortune were all on the line.

As the saying goes, there is no turning back when you shoot your bow. You will either return home in rich clothes or die in a foreign land.

"Then give me a line."

Song Heping could not force the old demon to stay and risk his life. After all, the death of Aguan and Fatty Tan was right in front of him, and everyone who saw it would be terrified.

There are opportunities to make money here, but it's also easy to lose your life.

The old demon knew Song Heping’s temperament very well.

This brother of mine is very courageous.

People would not die until they reached the Yellow River, and Song Heping would not die even if he reached the Yellow River. If it blocked the road, he would have to swim across it.

This was also the reason why we approached him as a partner.

He's a pretty nice person, but unfortunately he's a bit unlucky.

Just as their business was about to take off, an accident shattered their dreams of getting rich.

"to make."

The old demon nodded vigorously several times.

"I'll try to help you."

Perhaps out of guilt, after dinner, the old demon offered to take Song Heping to find his cousin Donald.

The overall scope of the Green Zone is about ten square kilometers, which is divided into administrative areas, embassy areas, military areas and other areas.

The old demon cousin named Donald lives in the military zone.

As night falls, the lights in the Green Zone begin to light up.

Iligo's air force had been cleared before the American ground troops entered. Now the Green Zone only needs to guard against attacks such as rocket launchers and mortars. There is no air threat, so there is no need for light control in the Green Zone.

When passing the embassy area, Song Heping heard melodious music coming from the direction of the Palace of the Republic. Although Yili Ge is currently at war, the Green Zone is a paradise, especially the luxurious Palace of the Republic left by Silly Damu. There is a huge swimming pool in front of the palace, which is very lively on weekdays, with people coming and going during the day and feasting and feasting at night.

The people active in the Palace of the Republic were diplomats, senior military officers, senior officials of the Irigo interim government, executives of PMC Company, and journalists.

They say bridges lead to bridges and roads lead to roads.

The big shots have their own way of playing, and the lower-level officers and PMC personnel below also have their own fun.

Where they have fun is in the bars in the Green Zone.

Yes, there are quite a few bars in the Green Zone.

Here, everything is capitalized.

If you have money, there will be goods and services. As long as you can take out a green knife, you can buy what you want.

The bar the two were going to was originally a parking shed, which was contracted to PMC Company. After cleaning out the things inside and making some minor renovations, it became a simple bar.

This bar has a very nice name - Forbidden Land.

The Forbidden Bar is open to the public at night, and low-level officers who are not on duty and PMC company personnel who are not on duty come here to relax.

Everyone in the war zone is under tremendous psychological pressure. Attacks continue across Iligo. Death is like a crow lingering overhead. No one knows whether he will come back alive from the mission the next day.

The party in the palace swimming pool area was all about intelligence, diplomacy, and reconstruction policy, and was full of conspiracy and hypocrisy. However, it was a different story at the Forbidden Bar, which had the atmosphere of a rough mining lawless place. The topics most people talk about are how many people were killed today, or how many people had a brush with death today. People often invite the whole audience to drink because they made a fortune or were lucky enough to come back alive.

Two American-made M1114 Humvee off-road vehicles were parked at the door of the bar. There were two soldiers with live ammunition at the entrance, their eyes like falcons.

As soon as they arrived at the door, soldiers stopped the two of them.

"We're here to find Donald, he's my cousin and he's the one who brought us here."

The old demon took out his pass and hurriedly explained his purpose.

The soldier took the pass and looked over it again and again. He looked away from the document again and again and cast his eyes on Lao Yao and Song Heping. He took his eyes back and looked at the document again. He looked more carefully than the police checking the ID card. .

After checking, the soldier used the walkie-talkie to call the people inside to find Donald to verify that there were no problems before letting him go.

Just as I got my pass back and was about to go in, there was a sudden commotion inside the bar. Then I saw two burly men carrying a man out. The man was bruised and looked like he was in shock. "What's going on?"

Song Heping was surprised.

Could it be that the soldiers inside drank too much and started fighting?

The old demon was not surprised at all and whispered: "Don't make a fuss, it's normal. Come on, let's go in."

The two of them walked in one after the other.

The area of ​​the Forbidden Bar is not large, covering several hundred square meters. On the right is a simple bar, on the left is a fitness area with various equipment, and there is actually a ring in the middle.

A group of soldiers wearing short-sleeved uniforms, regular uniforms, and camouflage uniforms gathered around the ring, each holding a bottle of beer and getting excited.

Two boxers were fighting on the stage, punching each other until their flesh cracked. One of them was beaten badly and his face was covered in blood.

Many of the onlookers were so excited that they stood on their seats, shouting and making noises. The air was filled with the smell of tobacco, alcohol and male hormones.

Song Heping looked around. He saw the faces vaguely in the smoke, the fear inspired by cruelty, the excitement stirred by blood, mixed with the hoarse throat screams. The fierce scenes stimulated certain human natures. , letting the sludge of the killing impulse accumulated in the blood for thousands of years emerge.

This - is the Green Zone.

There were gunfire outside, but people inside the Green Zone were in a state of intoxication. Senior commanders and various diplomats, businessmen, reporters and various so-called intelligence personnel who shuttle here hold wine glasses by the swimming pool in front of the Palace of the Republic every day as if having a party.

"cousin!"

When the old demon saw his American cousin Donald sitting at the corner table, he immediately smiled like a flower.

But Donald didn't seem to be very interested. He glanced at his cousin and turned his head away to continue watching the ring competition.

This was not the first time that Song Heping met his cousin Donald.

This guy has always had this attitude, always having such an inexplicable sense of superiority when facing the old demon.

At this time, Donald stared at the beaten boxer on the stage and cursed excitedly: "Damn Andy! Didn't he brag about being a strong man? Why does it feel like he is impotent when he gets in the ring?! "

After saying that, he glanced angrily at the old black sergeant next to him, as if seeking sympathy.

The sergeant spread his hands and said: "He himself said that he was a gang member in Mexico and had boxed. How did I know that he was so inexperienced?"

Only then did Song Heping realize that most of the people at the table in front of him were "old acquaintances" whom he had met before.

That big boss was the guy who mistook himself for a militant in the morning and almost kneeled down and suffocated him.

And sitting next to Da Lao Hei was Thomas, who had had a life-and-death relationship with him.

Compared to Big Lao Hei, Thomas was quite polite. He nodded to Song Heping and showed a smile, which was regarded as saying hello.

Next to Thomas sat a bald man, about forty years old, with a Slavic face. He sat silently in a chair, half covering his mouth with one hand, his face expressionless and thoughtful, like Rodin in Paris. Sculpture of the Thinker in the museum.

The bald man noticed Song Heping and raised his head slightly, his eyes deep and sharp, like a lion hiding in the bushes to spy on its prey.

The fight on the stage was coming to an end. The white-skinned boxer, who was as strong as a bear, hit the boxer named Andy on the head with a swing of his fist. Although Andy had already covered his head with both hands, the big man was still stunned. The power of the punch was so amazing that it knocked him unconscious and he fell heavily on the ring.

Even though he was several meters away, Song Heping felt pain for the black boxer.

The victorious white-skinned boxer raised his fists and began to cheer triumphantly around the stage, assuming the posture of a winner.

The soldiers beside the ring started screaming and whistling again.

A blonde girl with short hair climbed onto the ring and gave the victorious white-skinned boxer a kiss of victory across the rope.

The golden-haired girl is not dressed like Mi Jun. Her long legs are covered in a pair of khaki tactical pants, and her upper body is tightly wrapped in a tight T-shirt, which makes the results on her chest very full and makes her look ready to come out.

Alcohol, beautiful women, blood.

There are all factors that stimulate male hormones.

Everyone is more excited.

Amidst the cheers, Donald threw the stack of dollar bills in his hand on the table and said to the bald head: "I lost!"

At this moment, he remembered to ask the old demon to sit down and pointed to the empty chair next to him.

"Old man, sit down."

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