After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Apart from anything else, he also admitted that Lin Yongzhi was right, but this way he could no longer get involved.

This is not the result he wants.

There is a time and place for pretending to be weak, but now that Boyang Construction's projects in Paris are all underway, although he is busy, he always feels that the money coming in this way seems too slow.

He knew very well that Chen Xiaolong had other illegal businesses behind the scenes and wanted to get involved but there was no good opportunity.

He thought now was the best time.

He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and murmured to himself, "It's really not fair to want to pick peaches, but if I don't do it, I'll really be unwilling to do it!"

……

Turner, the boss of the Kestrel, is a man in his forties with dark brown hair and a big beard, looking like a Maozi.

His Chinese was a little awkward, but this was very common in Europe, so Chen Xiaolong didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The price Turner proposed was 250 million euros. After hearing this price, Chen Pingan looked at Dicket.

Is this also called expensive?

It may be more expensive if we refer to the market conditions outside, but how can we describe the actual price?

Chen Pingan felt almost nothing.

Chen Xiaolong agreed without hesitation and transferred 50 euros on the spot as a down payment.

It will take at most two weeks for this matter to have a result, so the price is indeed quite expensive.

Chen Pingan didn't know the market situation, but of course he knew it.

He knew very well that war would inevitably break out after he went to Spain, but he didn't know how many casualties there would be.

He didn't even ask the names of Turner's men, but just nodded to everyone else as a greeting.

The vehicles and personnel were all ready, and it was time for the two brothers to part ways.

Chen Xiaolong, cigarette in hand, pulled him aside and said, "You should rent a car later. Just in case."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I know. Be careful too. Also, if you can't win, just give up. You don't have to use the marijuana, so remember that."

Chen Xiaolong smiled and said, "With nearly 20 more mercenaries this time, I don't think we can lose."

After patting Chen Ping'an on the shoulder and receiving a glare, he walked back and got into Dicket's car.

Chen Ping'an watched the cars roar away and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they disappeared from his sight.

Look at the time, it’s past eight o’clock.

It takes them at least 12 hours to drive from here to Marseille.

Chen Pingan got into the car left by Chen Xiaolong, started the engine and drove into Regensburg.

He guessed that the car Xiaolong was driving must have been targeted.

After entering the city, he found a car rental place, left his car there, bought another one, bought some drinks and set off.

It was more than 600 kilometers, but he was not in a hurry and drove back to Vienna at a normal speed.

On the other side, Chen Xiaolong and Ben Dikt discussed their plans in Marseille in detail in the car.

This time his main purpose was to bring people over to retrieve his belongings, but his people in Spain might have all died, and what he lacked was weapons.

On the one hand, he bought the arms because he really needed them, but on the other hand, it was also a test.

He didn't expect to be able to bring so many people to Marseille.

"Ben, are you on good terms with Turner? Can I trust him?"

Ben Dirk nodded. "He and I were in the same unit before he retired. He's a bit rigid and sticks to the rules, but he's still a very capable fighter."

"I've never heard of the name Hong Falcon," Chen Xiaolong said seriously, "Are there only a few of them?"

Ben nodded and said, "Perhaps you all misunderstood. Mercenaries here in Europe are basically small teams. The really large groups all have backgrounds and can be said to belong to a certain country.

Small teams like us chose to work on our own because we had no other choice, and we persisted because we thought it was okay. "