The fat dog stared at Lucien. Lucien now felt like he was being targeted by a hungry male lion on the grasslands of Africa. The feeling of dying made Lucien almost suffocate... It was unknown how long it took for the fat dog to speak hoarsely.

"I believe you don't know what happened, otherwise you would probably be either dead or running away now. Because we are here, you know what you don't say. Then..." Fat Dog didn't say the rest of the words, Lucien let out a sigh after hearing Fat Dog say he believed it.

Then he respectfully said to the fat dog: "Sir, I will tell you everything I know. All..."

After the incident with Bobcats and the others, Lucien quickly learned about the background of Bobcats and the others. Then he began to prepare for today. Of course, if the fat dog came in and killed him without asking anything, then all his preparation would be wasted. But he felt that the person who came would at least ask him.

Lucien also considered the issue of running away. But he finally gave up. Running away means that he knew something, who knew almost nothing about it. Then, it was not just Bobcats and others. Those who took action would definitely kill him in order to prevent leaks.

So, Lucien wisely chose to stay and wait for the Bobcats and their people to arrive. Now it proved that his choice was correct. If he really ran away, it would be unclear. At least, now Fat Dog gave him a chance to explain. And, for the time being, his explanation is acceptable.

Lucien began to tell Fat Dog everything he knew. As he said, Bobcats and their team were not responsible for this matter. However, recently, guerrilla harassment was always there on a construction site on the outskirts of Baghdad. No one was willing to be responsible for this matter.

Lucien was very troubled by this matter, so he could only ask the Bobcats and the others to help with the patrol. If this was to collect money to work, then the fat dog would not come to Lucien. But now the problem is that the Bobcats and their actions are called.

They were originally responsible for the inspection in Baghdad and some operations support. But Lucien and Bobcat had some relationship, and Lucien and his employer also had some friendship. So, Bobcat was seconded here to temporarily help patrol some construction sites. There was no problem in the previous few times.

The other party did have some small groups of guerrillas harassed, but they were quickly dispersed by the Bobcats and the others. On the day of the incident, the Bobcats and the others were careless and stayed on the construction site for too long. They did not turn back to the green area until the evening. Then, the attack occurred.

Two hours after the attack, Lucien knew when it happened. In an instant, he was almost cold all over. Others didn't know, but he knew very well who the bobcats were. They were not ordinary PMCs, and Antelope Horns were not ordinary PMC companies. Lucien, who had dealt with Allen, one of the major shareholders of Antelope Horns, had a long time ago, knew very well.

This Antelope Horn is not simple at all. He also received a call from Allen at the first time. Then he wisely chose to follow Allen's advice and stay here and wait for the people who will deal with this matter in the future.

"When did harassment start?! How many people participated?!" Fat Dog quickly asked a very specific question. Lucien's suspicion is no longer so great now. But it is not completely discharged. As a relatively backward position among the suspects, he does not need to be paid so much attention.

But Fat Dog still wanted to dig out deeper information from him. Lucien quickly began to recall the recent events little by little and told Fat Dog everything he knew. After a few hours, Fat Dog felt that there was nothing to ask about, and then said goodbye to Lucien.

"I will come back at any time. I hope your phone will not be turned off." Fat Dog looked at Lucien and whispered: "We will solve this matter, and you don't have to worry about your safety. On the construction site... there will be a new person to take over, and our reputation will not be problematic."

Fat Dog said, nodding to Lucien: "Thank you for your cooperation! We will remember everything you have done for us."

After saying that, he walked out of the office without looking back. Lucien, who was left behind, was covered in cold sweat. Only then did he feel a trace of fear emanating from his bones. If it were other small mercenary groups, maybe this matter would be forgotten.

Even if you are in trouble, you dare not cause trouble like this. But this team is affiliated with jackals. Jackals always do things, they can die in battle without accepting ambush. It is normal to die in battle. If you become a mercenary or pmc, you will inevitably appear this day.

But after careful planning, someone attacked and plotted against him. That's another matter. Anyone who does it needs to pay the price for it. The most serious thing is that the targeting this time is very obvious. Those who can go out for field operations have been specially selected. The lynx is born in a delta, not a mediocre person.

None of the small teams under him are mediocre. To completely wipe out such a team, it is obviously not something that ordinary guerrillas can do. Even if you hire mercenaries, it must be a powerful force. Ordinary small mercenary legions cannot do this.

Italy, Rome, Condoti Street is full of tourists, and it has always been like this as the most prosperous commercial street in Rome. This commercial street is located between Piazza de Españo and Piazza de Popolo. The street is named after the waterway to introduce water into the Agliber Bath near the Pantheon. From here, you can see the entire Spanish staircase.

In addition to big luxury stores such as lv, maxmara, gucci, prada, burberry, armani, versace, etc., there are many small and not so famous handmade brands. Of course, under the European-style buildings on both sides of the street, there are also representative shops - cafes.

And here, the most representative one is the "Ancient Greek Cafe". This ancient cafe, born in 760, was a place where many writers, artists and composers gathered and relaxed at that time. Mendelssohn, Berlioz, Wagner, Lister, Gogol, Stendal, Andersen... and so on.

In the signature book collected by the cafe, many improvised poems and musical manuscripts were collected by these masters. Therefore, although the coffee here is three or four times more expensive than other homes, there are still a steady stream of people coming to buy it. Basically, those who have stayed in Rome know this famous cafe.

In the cafe, there are many marble sculptures. The paintings of famous artists can be seen everywhere on the walls, and the ceiling is full of bright and exquisite crystal chandeliers. Even in such a luxurious cafe, the location of the store is still not very large. There are only a few tables, which are relatively small.

"You have been in big trouble, friends..." Horn looked at his old friend Monty in front of him with pity and sighed: "I don't know what you thought of actually teasing those lunatics. As far as I know, they have gathered in Baghdad. I believe that your affairs will be exposed soon."

Monty is a man who is about forty, with brown hair but very short shaved. His face is a bit feminine and looks like a typical European. What is more distinctive is that his eyes are very special. Looking at people, it makes people feel like they are staring at by a poisonous snake.

Therefore, his nickname is "Viol". In the world of mercenaries, there are many people who know about venomous snakes. Outside the mercenary circle, there are also many people who know about Monty in Italy. But there are not many people who know about Monty as a venomous snake. Many people even don't know what venomous snakes look like.

"That's why I came to you." Viper Monty sighed slightly and said, "To be honest, I didn't know that those people were affiliated with jackals at first. Hasn't the damn jackals been working in mercenary groups?! When did they change careers and do PMC?! The employer didn't explain this matter..."

Horn looked at Monty and whispered: "Where is the employer?! Have you asked?!"

"I can't find it anymore..." Monty stroked his forehead and sighed: "The office is rented, and the identity is fake. The other party has designed it a long time ago. Of course, there is no less money to give us. But they did disappear and could not find it..."

When Horn heard this, his face turned gloomy: "It seems that you have to take on this matter. You killed the person, and this cannot be denied. As for the employer... you can't even submit the employer's identity information, although I think you will not believe it even if you submitted it..."

Monty didn't say anything, but picked up the coffee cup and smiled bitterly. Ever since he knew who the tenacious team he had wiped out belonged to, he knew that this matter was going to be bad. Without any hesitation, Monty directly took everyone back to Italy.

Until now, I still feel a little dazed when I think of that night's battle. Those guys' resistance was so strong that several of Monty's good players were killed in this operation. But the price given by the other party was indeed a good price. Two million and three million euros.

Usually, the tasks they received were at most one million euros and two million. After deducting pensions, wounded and other expenses, Monty himself was able to get about 800,000 euros. Others could get at least about 100,000 yuan in succession.

If it were normal, Monty would definitely be very happy. But now, Monty just wants to hide where he should. Damn it! Everyone knows that the jackals basically have another title - Mad Dog. Chimera only has the leader called Mad Dog, and all of these people are! One is counted as one, all of them!

Now, these mad dogs are looking for themselves in Baghdad. Whenever they think of this, Monty feels that the 800,000 euros they get are really hot. They will burn their hands...
Chapter completed!