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As the supervisor of mercenaries at the base, Joffrey had always lived a good life. Although he wasn't ranked high in the base, he still made a lot of money off the mercenaries.

However, the withdrawal report that Falcon submitted to him this time is giving him a real headache.

It's not just that we've lost a capable assistant; the main concern is that after leaving, the other party might join some registered organizations.

Even if the other party doesn't have these tendencies yet, they always want to nip the crisis in the bud.

After thinking about it, I decided to invite the other party in for a face-to-face meeting.

"Hey! Falcon, this report of yours came out of nowhere. It caught me off guard." As he spoke, Joe Frey poured Zhang Hui a cup of coffee and gestured for him to sit down and talk.

"Sorry, Joffrey, the life of a mercenary can get boring after a while. I need to find my own life!" Seeing the other person's attitude, Zhang Hui immediately gave the reason he had already prepared.

"So determined? Aren't you going to reconsider? We have a big order next week. After we finish that, you can retire!" Joe Frey continued to tempt her.

Bullshit! Zhang Hui is terrified of the idea of ​​finishing one last job and then retiring.

These kinds of plot points are common in movies and TV dramas. They're all cunning old foxes; who would play along with your ghost stories?

Who knows, the huge order that this old blond guy is talking about might be a huge trap, waiting for him to jump right into it!

"Oh, Geoffrey, I know money is never enough, and I want more. But you know what? I can't wait to enjoy some beautiful women and fine wine!"

"I met the goddess of my life in Djibouti last time. If I don't go find her now, I'm afraid she'll be snatched away by someone else." Although Zhang Hui looked like he was head over heels in love, his words revealed his determination to go.

"Alright then! Since you insist, I approve your application. Good luck." Joe Frey looked very reluctant; anyone who didn't know better would think he was genuinely like that.

"Thank you, Joe Frey!" Seeing that he agreed, Zhang Hui turned and left without saying another word, without mentioning the commission from last night's deal.

All he wants now is to leave this awful place. Because of the restrictions here, he has never had a personal communication device. If he wants to contact Xia Nan, he will have to buy a cell phone after he gets out.

After leaving the American military base, known as the "graveyard of empires," Zhang Hui traveled a long and winding road, finally arriving in Djibouti's capital the following day. Stepping out of the airport, his impression of the city instantly improved significantly.

At least the buildings here are intact, and the people on the streets look like modern people.

I randomly picked a taxi and had the driver take me to the biggest shopping mall in the area. I wasn't worried about communication problems because my fluent Arabic, which I had learned over the years, made the other party afraid to have any ulterior motives.

A retaliatory spending spree not only got him a complete makeover but also his own cell phone. Once the SIM card and everything was set up, he immediately called Xia Nan.

The other party is currently in Casablanca, Morocco. A few years ago, after the major newspaper she worked for selectively reported her articles, Xia Nan resigned and left, and went to work for her current newspaper.

"Hello!"

"Hello, this is me. This is my new contact number. Sis, please write it down." After the call connected, she asked the other party to write down the number.

"Okay, but Xiaohui, why did you suddenly get a cell phone?" Xia Nan asked, puzzled, because for the past two years, the two had been communicating via email.

"Nothing much has been going on lately, so I'm planning to take a break. That's why I bought a new phone so I can contact you more easily," Zhang Hui explained, making up an excuse.

Back at the US military base, Zhang Hui was afraid his phone would be tapped, so he avoided using it. Although his emails were also checked, his robotic-like reports of safety weren't as sensitive.

"Sis, are you still in Casablanca?" Zhang Hui confirmed the address again. He remembered that in the story, Xia Nan was threatened with a bomb in this city.

"Yes! Are you coming for a trip?" Xia Nan asked while writing.

"No! I won't bother you for now. I'm in Djibouti right now. I'll come to Casablanca to find you when I have the chance." Although Zhang Hui refused, he left room for further conversation.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Xia Nan, he hung up the phone.

The next few days were the first time in so many years that he had such a long period of relaxation. In the past, it was only to relieve the pressure after the mission was over, and of course, there were always beautiful women accompanying him.

There's a saying that in desert regions, as long as you have enough money, you can always find a woman who matches your aesthetic standards.

Inside the bustling shopping mall, Zhang Hui, dressed in a casual suit, was strolling with two beautiful women. He walked confidently in the middle, his arms around both women, a sight that made some passing men envious.

Fortunately, Zhang Hui was clear about his relationship with his two female companions; there was no affection involved, only money.

That's good; he solved his own needs, and the other party got the material they wanted.

After a night of revelry at the hotel, the energetic man didn't release the two women until the early morning before going to take a shower. The two women, probably encountering this "beast-like" man for the first time, fell asleep within seconds of lying down.

After leaving enough US dollars on the bedside table, Zhang Hui went out and returned to his room to rest.

This was already an unconscious action of his; ever since he was tricked once, he could only fall into a deep sleep when he was alone.

Jibu continued his carefree life, but after making inquiries from various sources, he still couldn't find any news.

There were some reports about pirates from neighboring countries, but none about Chinese merchant ships.

This made Zhang Hui, who had been traveling around the country for a month and had almost seen all of it, somewhat lose interest.

However, Djibouti has a unique geographical location, situated on the Gulf of Aden, an area historically plagued by piracy. To ensure the safety of merchant ships from various countries, many nations have established military bases there and dispatched naval forces to conduct escort missions.

Zhang Hui mentally counted the military bases of these countries, but decided to stay for another month so that he could at least find out about any escort operations in the vicinity sooner.

Finally, Kung Fu pays off.

His phone rang one day at lunchtime.

"Hello~"

"Hi, Mr. Andrei, I have the latest news about what you wanted to know. Do you still need it?" A fluent French voice came through the earpiece.

"Santos, you know him. I haven't withdrawn the bounty I posted. You can send me any information directly to my email." Zhang Hui put down the cross in his hand; clearly, Andrei was the name he was using to go public.

"No! No! No! You know I can make phone calls, so naturally I have other offers."

"I'll email you, but the number definitely won't be what I want!"

The other party shut up after speaking, seemingly certain that Zhang Hui wouldn't give up this opportunity and was going to raise the price on the spot.

Tsk~~

He just didn't like these information peddlers; they were always so self-righteous.

"If that's the case, then we have nothing to talk about. You can keep this news to yourself and wait for the next person willing to pay for it."

Zhang Hui hung up the phone immediately after speaking. He wasn't going to tolerate these idiots. He was just trying to determine the general timeline. Knowing it a couple of days earlier would give him an advantage, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of.

Hmm~~

However, judging from the situation, it seems like the plot is about to begin!