There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Wiping the sweat with the white towel hanging on the wall, Jeston pushed open the door of his training room and walked out slowly.

As for whether these two people had other matters to discuss with him, that was completely impossible. This shop was used by the higher-ups to recruit people for him, and everyone who came here had the same purpose.

But even so, he still had to do it in vain.

For no other reason than to experience the feeling of being a BOSS!!!

"Um..."

Saria nodded expressionlessly without saying anything.

Although her appearance has changed, her inner self has not changed. When she speaks, she exudes a pure sense of justice, which is incompatible with her current dress.

"Go in and throw a few punches and see..."

Jeston didn't care. He pointed to the glass house he had just come out of and asked the two of them to go in and try.

"you first."

Staring at Talina who had just praised him, a smile appeared on Jeston's face.

Talina nodded, turned and walked inside.

The white fist hit the sandbag, and the sandbag, which was larger than Talina, kept swinging from side to side.

Talina controlled the strength very well, always keeping the swing amplitude of the sandbag below that of Jeston.

"Hmm...very good, go ahead."

Seeing this, Jeston was extremely satisfied and immediately asked Saria to go in and try it as well.

Saria didn't suspect anything and took over from Talina and started hitting inside.

"Very good, young people have great prospects for advancement. You are qualified. Follow me to sign the contract later..."

Nodding in admiration at Talina, Jeston had a good impression of this sweet-mouthed little girl.

Of course, it’s the kind of good feeling a boss has for a subordinate who flatters him.

Just as Jason was about to give Talina some advice, a strange sound came from the boxing room.

Jeston looked up and saw that his sandbag had been beaten like a grandson by the gangster in front of him. It was swaying in the wind like a leaf, and the amplitude of the swing had already exceeded his.

Saria's fists kept hitting it, and all that could be seen with the naked eye were the afterimages and the constantly broken sandbags.

Finally, the sandbag that Jeston had spent nearly half a month's salary to buy could no longer withstand Saria's beatings. After a miserable wail, the hanging chain suddenly broke.

And Saria seized the opportunity and punched the sandbag, smashing the broken sandbag straight into the wall.

There was a bang, and suddenly a ray of sunlight appeared in the boxing room, along with a few confused faces across the street.

"Huh...how's it going..."

Stepping over the broken bricks and stones under her feet, Saria flexed her wrists and walked out slowly.

The gymnastics she just did barely warmed her up, but it was still far from her true strength.

But applying for a job should be enough.

With a confident look on her face, Saria walked up to Jeston, waiting to be recruited by this man.

"You...go back and wait for notification!"

Seeing half a month's salary wasted, Jeston felt a pang of pain in his heart.

I just used it to save face, how come I ended up losing it? ! !

Volume 6: Chapter 44: Talina: Who are you?

The subtext of going back and waiting for notification is that you were not selected. As the head of the defense department, Saria naturally knows this knowledge, but this is usually what she says to others. This is the first time someone has said this to her.

Or a guy I once shot myself...

Saria couldn't understand it, she really couldn't understand it.

I have clearly demonstrated my abilities, but why was I still not selected?

Seeing Saria standing there motionless, Jeston also tensed all his muscles, guarding against the sudden attack from this person.

He came here to find subordinates, not to find a living father for himself.

Saria's strength was obviously beyond his. He could also hit the sandbag across the wall to the other side of the street, but it would never be as easy as Saria.

As someone who has climbed up from the bottom, he will not hide any hidden dangers in his team. This mission is something he has fought hard for, and it is bound to be a stage for him to show his skills. How could he keep this troublesome person who is stronger than him?

The way he got to the top was by kicking his own captain, so how could he possibly watch this happen again now!

I just refused it directly, out of sight, out of mind.

What he needs is someone of average ability like Talina to highlight his ability, and it would be even better if she could flatter him a few times!

Of course, the most important thing is that he can control it!

"Forget it, you have no vision..."

With a cold snort, Saria turned around and left "angrily", without a big fight as Jeston had expected.

Seeing Saria leave, Jeston also breathed a sigh of relief.

If this guy starts making a scene here, he might not be able to control him. Then he'll probably be embarrassed in front of his newly recruited subordinates...

Thinking of his subordinates, Jeston looked down at Talina standing aside, and compared her with the guy who had just left. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.

She is good at fighting, sweet-talking, and good-looking. Even if she is not allowed to carry out the mission, it is an honor to just stand by her side, just like a big boss traveling with a large group of people.

Just a little short...

Smacking his lips, Jeston still felt a little strange, as if he were a black-hearted boss who employed child labor.

"From now on, you will be my subordinate. I will take you to meet your colleagues later, and then we will set off immediately."

"Okay, Lao Da!"

Talina nodded vigorously, but she didn't seem dissatisfied.

Jeston is very strong, but his strength is limited compared to her "equipment". After all, the people she knows cannot be measured on a per-person basis.

Jason...

He is still a human being.

.........

Mansfield Prison, a "paradise" isolated from the world.

But it's more of a sanctuary than a prison.

Because the person with the highest power is the warden of this prison, who has independent trial power and can "customize" charges according to the client's requirements.

Many desperate people will do their best to offer enough wealth to impress the warden in exchange for a stable life in the second half of his life.

However, today, the prison welcomed a new batch of "customers".

Amidst the yellow sand that covered the sky, a convoy of two or three vehicles passed through the forest and stopped outside the prison dam.

Leading the group was a sedan, which looked a bit worn out, but still looked very valuable. In comparison, the truck behind it looked much cheaper.

As soon as the car stopped, the passenger door quickly opened and Tarina, wearing a small prison guard uniform, jumped out of the seat.

Raising her hand to support the prison guard hat that covered her entire head, Talina went to the back seat and opened the car door.

"Big brother! We're going to be hot!"

Bending down, Mio bowed, and Wu Talinglina said, "Welcome, my Lord," sitting in the back seat. However, her movements were so abrupt that the police hat she had just lifted up covered her eyes again.

"Well... let's get ready."

Boots were extended from the car, and Jeston, dressed in a prison guard uniform, walked out of the car and straightened his wrinkle-free uniform.

Looking at Talina with satisfaction, Jeston felt quite fortunate that he had kept Talina.

He has plenty of subordinates, but none of them are as perceptive as him.

Those he recruited before were all desperate criminals who were paid to do things. They did nothing but follow his orders. When they saw him, they would just say hello.

How could Talina open the car door for herself?

This is the treatment only the bosses get!

Even his boss doesn't have such good eyesight!

He's a talented person, I have to keep him. It would be a bit uncomfortable if I didn't have someone like him to flatter me...

"Lao Da! Over here!"

Adjusting her hat, Talina extended her right hand, leading the way for Jeston.

Although she is a little short, Talina looks quite heroic in her special uniform, especially the electric baton on her waist, which makes her look like someone who is not to be messed with.

"Hey! Get up and receive people!"

Arriving at the prison door, Talina stood on tiptoe and pressed the doorbell to contact the prison guard on duty inside.

"Why are you rushing me? I got it..."

An impatient voice came from inside, causing Jeston, who was standing behind Talina, to freeze.

He was coaxed into a daze by Talina all the way, and who would have thought that as soon as he arrived at the destination, he would be given a warning by the gatekeeper.

Talina, who was standing in front, keenly noticed Jeston's reaction and grinned.

It's time for your own performance!

A door of the iron house nearby suddenly opened, and a prison guard with an impatient look on his face walked out.

"It's so early in the morning, it's really urgent..."

Barry's little dad muttered something in his voice as the prison guard slowly opened the iron gate.

Just as the iron gate was halfway open, he was startled by a sharp sound.

boom! ! !

Talina pulled out the electric baton from her waist and hit the iron gate hard. The powerful force made the iron gate tremble.

"What! Are you trying to break out of the prison?!"

The prison guard behind the door drew out the baton from his waist in fear and pointed it at Talina.

Talina's move just now completely woke him up. His days of dominating the prison had lowered his vigilance a lot.

Now that he encountered such a tough guy, he was actually scared.

Jeston, who was standing behind Talina, also had a frozen expression on his face. Obviously, he had not anticipated the sudden commotion Talina would make.

However, Talina's next words brought a smile to his face.

"How dare you talk to me like that!"

After banging the door a few more times with the electric baton, Tarina said fiercely, "We paid you! Don't give me that ugly face of yours!"

"You're just a doorman! If this deal falls through, I wonder how you'll explain it to your boss!"

After bringing out the money transactions inside, Talina's words made the prison guard who was about to explode dare not speak. His mouth trembled for a long time and he couldn't say a word.

Talina was right. He was just a doorman and had no qualifications to interfere in the transactions of the bigwigs above. If he really lost this business because of him, he would probably be in trouble.

Most likely, he will be thrown into prison and "enjoy life" with those prisoners.

When the prison guard thought of his past behavior, he immediately put on a smile.

"I'm sorry... I was wrong just now. Please be magnanimous and treat me like a fart..."

The prison guard welcomed Jason in with a shameless face, bent down and saluted him respectfully.

He was still young and didn't want to fart silently. He just lowered his height temporarily, but at least he could hold his head high in front of those real prisoners.

"Well, be more careful next time."

Nodding in a pretentious manner, Zeston looked at Talina with appreciation.

Talina's business ability was beyond imagination. Not only did she help him regain his face, but she also allowed him to experience the feeling of being a leader and disciplined this man like a grandson.

Even if he were to use his power to suppress others, it would be no more than this.

"Let's go!"

With a raise of his right hand, Jeston walked in with his head held high.