Coke has had a great headache recently. Since he received an order from the butler and needed him to escort a group of people to a certain Asian country, Coke has had a great headache. It is a country with banned guns. Without guns, Coke doesn't know what else he can do.

He is not wrong with being a warrior, but he is not a fighting expert. Without guns, the price he needs to pay for perfect protection of his goals is greater. But Coke has no way to refuse because his family has moved. And he has no idea where his family has been moved.

The most important thing is that the ones he needed to move were young masters, masters and princesses. These people kept complaining about accommodation and dietary conditions along the way, almost making Coke go crazy. Even idiots knew that it was time to escape!

When he fled, he thought that the leather shoes he was wearing were not calfskins, and he thought that he went to Milan to customize his own scarves. Cola felt that the families he had served had too many wastes, so it was natural that he was unlucky. Cola really wanted to leave these idiots behind and just run away by himself.

You know, they have not run away through the service station channels. He has spent countless thoughts along the way and asked to travel in absolute concealment. But these men not only did not understand his hard work, but also complained to him about accommodation and diet.

These young masters, the men are favored and protected so well that they no longer have the world. They are used to enjoying their life of horse racing and hunting in the manor, and are used to the days of wearing famous clothes and food. Whenever Coke serves these people, he misses his days as the logistics manager of the mercenary group.

Although the arrangements are also very complicated, they often have to argue with their comrades. But at least, those bastards will not think that the dry food in the field is not delicious, nor will they feel that there is anything wrong with being able to live in a tent in the jungle.

They would be happy to accept the occasional lunch meat and thank Coke. They would feel that at least they didn't sleep in the jungle vines, which was very good. If the ammunition was not available, they would scold their mothers, and if the guns needed were not in trouble, they would quarrel. But at least they were never picky.

Even if these men get the meat, they will dislike it not Australian veal. Fortunately, it is about to end, and Coke will soon not have to worry about these damn bastards. They just need to watch them get out of the country at the customs checkpoint.

Then someone else will take over his job. Although the next job will be more dangerous, Coke feels that it will at least relax itself. No matter how bad it is, it is countless times better than serving these damn idiots.

In fact, from the moment Coke received the butler's order, he knew that the war he had guessed had reached a level of heat. The master behind him was fighting a battle about life and death with some giants he didn't know.

Coke and Black Mamba knew each other, and from the moment they lost contact, Coke knew that the war had broken out between the two sides. And it was very serious. King Arthur and those people were contacted by Coke. However, he concealed his identity at that time.

When King Arthur and the others were destroyed, Coke knew that this was a big deal. Coke was not someone who was almost out of contact with the original mercenary circle and his original relationship was still under the foundation. And the housekeeper also needed him to contact those relationships from time to time.

"Squad No. 12, you still have half an hour to prepare. In fifteen minutes, the specific coordinates of the target will be sent to your handheld GPS. This time the task is to annihilate all living people in the coordinate area. Remember: all living people!"

Now, Coke repeats this sentence. He also knows how many people will die if the sentence he repeats. But he no longer cares. He is only thinking about one thing now: whether he can withdraw safely after his work is finished.

What the housekeeper told him was that he would receive a message after the work was completed. It was about his family. Even now, Coke can contact the family video every day to confirm safety. The family did not dare to disclose their location, but just told Coke that it is safer now.

Cola could only follow the butler's instructions and follow the scheduled plan step by step until he was able to evacuate. Cola was even ready to be cleaned up, and he knew too much. What no one knew was that Cola now tied a circle of explosives on himself.

He knew very well that he could not become a prisoner. He knew that if he could be captured, then dying was the best choice. He didn't know if he could survive those tortures. If he died, he would not have to suffer. Even if he was cleaned up in the end, then self-destruction was the best choice.
Chapter completed!