As the leader of the Holy Sword Mercenary Group, he is the master of this battlefield. Jesma is the name of a man and the shadow of a tree. For so many years, no one dares to fight against his face.

But this time, the rise of the Li family army even made it a bit like provoking the Holy Sword Mercenary Group.

"Why, a mere mercenary group wants me? Fu Wu Lingling is so excited that the Holy Sword takes action?"

Jesma snorted coldly, "I want me to lower my identity and take action against the Li family army? It's really ridiculous!"

His Holy Sword Mercenary Group has a total of 50,000 people!

There is no second company in this scale in the entire Middle East battlefield. Even if the second and third places are combined, it is the same as his Holy Sword.

If he wants to take action and kill the Li family army, that would be a bully.

"Yes, my subordinates are wrong. The Li family army is not worthy of my Holy Sword's attack!"

The subordinates said immediately.

They took action, which was not to admit that the Li family army was powerful, but to be noticed by the Holy Sword Mercenary Group, which was considered a reward for them.

"But, I don't like them."

Before his subordinates could finish speaking, Jesma said again.

My subordinates opened their mouths and still had half a sentence behind them, and they didn't know how to answer them for a while.

This is a change that is too fast.

"They made my emotions fluctuate and affected my sleep,"

Jesma said, "There must be a little punishment."

"Please give an order from the leader!"

The subordinates said respectfully.

He simply asked Jesma to give orders. He didn't want to guess anymore, so he was so tired.

"I want you to lead 20,000 troops and wipe out half of their troops,"

Jesma's tone was very light, but his murderous aura was very strong. "Don't kill all of them, just kill half of them."

This is a warning, but it is not his Holy Sword Mercenary Group bullying people.

"yes!"

The subordinate shouted immediately.

There is no problem with 20,000 soldiers and horses directly exterminated the Li family army. Only half of their troops were wiped out, but they needed to show mercy, which was even more difficult.

After Jesma finished speaking, his subordinates quickly turned around and walked out, so as not to make some strange requests.

This kind of thing is best to fight quickly.

The Holy Sword Mercenary Group hasn't taken action for a long time, and it always makes this battlefield tremble for a while!

After making arrangements, Jesma leaned against the sofa, half-closed her eyes, and felt like she was in control of everything on her face.

"No matter who is behind you, as long as it is not him, it doesn't matter. Even if I am a person from the Third World, I will be so polite."

One hundred million US dollars is not a small amount, he must get it.

Jesma clapped her hands and prepared for today's show.

But after taking a long time of shooting, no woman came in.

"Um?"

He opened his eyes and glanced, "You have become naughty. Are you going to play hide-and-seek with me?"

He has never played this kind of game before, and it has some fun, but he doesn't like it, and he has played the same game for the second time.

Jesma stood up and said, "I'm going to be angry."

He had just taken two steps and suddenly stood there. When he reached the second half of his words, he stuck there and couldn't say it at all.

His expression was frozen on his face, as if he had lost the ability to express himself in an instant, and he could not even move his face!

His eyes went from surprise to surprise, to panic, and finally became terror, and even his breathing stopped in an instant!

"Are you angry?"

Jiang Ning walked in, held his hands behind him, walked directly past Jesma, turned around and sat on the sofa, and looked back at Jesma.

Jesma didn't dare to move at all!

Why is it him!

He...he's here! How could he come!

"I feel like I'm even more angry when you want to touch my people."
Chapter completed!