At noon, Zeng Xiaoqian went to the butcher Zhang and had two drinks with him. While drinking, he simply told Zhang Butcher what happened in the past two days.

When he heard the words of international mercenaries, the butcher Zhang just took a mouthful of wine from his mouth and sprayed it out: "What do you say? International mercenaries!"

Zeng Xiaoqian nodded and then talked about today's middle-aged men.

After hearing this, Zhang Tuhu stood up and paced back and forth with his brows locked. After a while, he seemed to think of something, clapping his hands and shouting, "I remember!"

"What do you think of?"

"That short man, whose...