Brando only thinks that the joke the company made today is not funny.

　　 Just ten days ago, I finished the task of assassinating a leader of a drug lord at the Kenyan border, and he did it extremely clean and beautiful.

　　 Originally, Brando was going to leave for Italy for vacation, but before leaving, he received an order from the company to stop him temporarily.

　　 The company claims that there are new tasks to be assigned to him, and he is highly paid.

　　 In desperation, Brando had to rent a room locally and waited for more than ten days.

　　 Finally, when the agent appeared in front of Brando with a French passport and a ticket to Namibia, Brando only felt a little angry.

"What does it mean?"

　　 Brando pointed to the location given on the note, his expression was full of dissatisfaction, "Walve Bay, Namibia? Blackwatch Biological Company? I am only responsible for killing people, but I am not interested in running business!"

　　 "Dear Brando, that's not the case."

　　The agent said mysteriously, "Don't worry, when you get there, you will understand what you are going to do, but I promise you will like it."

　　 "……"

　　Unable to withstand the temptation of a high salary, Brando finally got on the plane and flew to Namibia.

　　 After half a day, when Brando finally walked out of this cramped international airport, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 The environment on the plane was nothing. Although it was in economy class, it was nothing compared to the suffering during the mission. The only thing that made Brando frown was that the distance between himself and the stranger was too close.

　　 There are only two armrests between the two seats on the plane, which add up to less than ten centimeters. For Brando, who dares not close their eyes when sleeping, it is a complete suffering.

　　 Leaving the airport, it was late at night. There was only a row of vans parked on the opposite side of the road. Black drivers kept shouting in bad English, attracting travelers walking out of the airport.

　　 "Sir, where do you want to go?"

　　 Just when Brando was a little entangled in whether these cars should be scrapped, a black teenager who was only twelve or thirteen years old suddenly came over.

　　 He looked at him about 1.9 meters in front of him, the white man with an arm thicker than his head, timidly said, "Sir, ten dollars can go to Walvis Bay, do you need to go?"

　　 Seeing that it was a child, Brando's guard was slightly relaxed. He took out a note, pointed to it and said, "The address says that there is a company near here called Blackwatch. Do you know the address?"

　　 "Oh, you mean the newly opened research center?"

　　 The boy's eyes lit up, "Of course I know this. Are you going there?"

　　 "Yes." Brando did not ask for the price, but looked behind the boy, "Where are your parents and the car?"

　　 "My parents? My parents are in heaven. I drove here by myself."

　　 The boy smiled indifferently, and pointed to a dilapidated motorized three-wheeled road not far away, "Sir, do you need me to drive you there, it only costs twenty dollars."

　　 "Why not." Brando was startled when he heard the death of the other's parents, but there was no big surprise.

　　 After all, this kind of thing is too common in Africa, no matter how compassionate people are, it will be smoothed by reality, not to mention Brando, a mercenary who looks down on life and death.

　　 stretched out his leg and stepped directly onto the tricycle carriage. Brando then discovered that although the tricycle was very old, the passenger compartment had been polished spotlessly.

　　 With a burst of activation, the tricycle made a circle at the intersection and drove away along the road.

　　 As soon as I left the airport, there were no street lights on the road, and the headlights of the boy’s tricycle had not been broken for so long, so I could only know the road by starlight.

　　 But fortunately, the stars are bright at night in Namibia.

Along the way, the teenager seemed to feel a little boring, and suddenly hummed a small tune from his hometown. It was an exotic style that Brando had never heard before. Just like the lives of these people, the hoarseness was filled with joy and the difficulties. With freedom, full of pastoral scenery.

　　At this moment, Brando suddenly remembered his childhood.

About 30 years ago, when I was only four or five years old, I played carefree on the farm like this. Until the night my father was done with all his work, I sat behind my father’s motorcycle and looked at the stars above his head. ...

　　 In a blink of an eye, his father has become a handful of loess, and he has become a mercenary with a knife head licking blood.

　　 "I can't go back..."

　　 Brando sighed secretly, not knowing what it was like.

　　 Amidst the humming of the teenager, the tricycle has been driving towards the west for 20 minutes, and Brando has even seen the lights of the city not far away.

　　 However, when passing a fork road, the boy suddenly turned his car and drove towards another unknown fork road.

　　 "Are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?"

　　As a mercenary who has survived on the battlefield several times, Brando is born with a kind of vigilance. At this time, seeing the boy turning, he immediately touched the sole of his shoe.

　　 At the bottom of the shoe, he hides an ivory dagger all the year round, which can pass the customs inspection.

"Yes, sir."

The young man didn’t know what was going on, he just said in the wind, “This road is newly paved, it is the money invested by the research center, one end is connected to the gate of their research center, and the other end is connected to Walvis Bay Harbor. The main road."

　　 Brando did not continue to ask questions.

　　Continuing along this road, before long, countless black and painted objects appeared on both sides of the road. The bottom of these objects consisted of a two-meter-high pillar, and the top was a huge square panel.

　　All the panels are neatly aligned, standing there at the same angle.

　　 Brando doesn't need to see clearly, this is a row of photovoltaic power generation equipment.

　　 These neighboring and staggered photovoltaic power generation equipment are densely distributed on both sides of the road, almost covering the sky.

　　 "Is this also from the Research Center?" Brando asked casually.

　　 "Of course, you know, this is a very, very rich company!"

　　 The boy said with a tone of envy and jealousy, "They not only built solar energy and repaired roads, but they even recruited a large number of people in nearby villages to do experiments. I heard that every household in that village was allocated tens of thousands of dollars!"

As soon as he mentioned something, the boy said everything he knew, "And I heard that there was a construction site in the bay ten kilometers away that belonged to this company. I heard they were going to be there. Build a power plant!"

　　 Brando nodded. This company can build power plants in such a poor country without fear of huge losses. This company is indeed rich...

　　 "Also, I heard that the owner of this company is also from Central Europe."

　　The boy added, "By the way, sir, have you been to Central Continent?"

　　 Brando smiled upon hearing this, "No, because my work is not popular there."

　　 "Really, that's a shame."

　　 The boy regretted, "I heard people say that Zhongzhou District is a place without war, poverty, and disease. If possible, I hope I can be born there in my next life."

"Yes……"

　　 Hearing this, Brando couldn't help sighing slightly, and looked at the stars above his head again, "Who doesn't want to live in a stable and peaceful country?"

　　Unconsciously, Brando suddenly became interested in this company called Blackwatch.

　　 After a while, several buildings with flashing lights suddenly appeared in Brando's vision.

　　 These are a few buildings that are not too high, but the floor area is far larger than that of ordinary buildings. There are a few lights in the building, which is the only light on the road.

　　 "Here, sir."

　　 Finally, the tricycle drove to the end of the road. The boy stopped and pointed to a wide iron gate more than ten meters away. "This is what you call the Blackwatch Research Center."

　　 "Very good." Brando took a two-dollar bill from his body and handed it to the other party. "No need to look for it."

　　 "Thank you, you are such a generous gentleman!"

　　 The boy's eyes lit up and he bowed gratefully to Brando, and then turned his head back beamingly.

After the teenager left, Brando didn't immediately knock on the door. Instead, he looked around vigilantly, and then at the flashing monitor on the door. Then he stepped forward and appeared on the doorbell marked "PLEASERINGBELL". Pressed.

　　 waited a while, as the footsteps gradually approached, a window suddenly opened on the door, and a black man looked out from inside, "Who are you looking for?"

　　 "My name is Clark Brando, and I was invited by your company." Brando took out the address given by his agent.

　　 "I don't know what Clark, the company has a policy not to open the door in the middle of the night, you should come back tomorrow. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 The black man said unceremoniously, and then closed the window again before Brando could answer, and then the footsteps faded away.

　　 Brando frowned.

　　 He took out his mobile phone and wanted to ask the agent, only to find out that the mobile phone had already turned on the flight mode because of his previous flight.

　　Because of the frequent need to perform tasks, Brando does not have a pathological dependence on mobile phones like ordinary people, so he has not thought of turning off the flight mode until now.

　　 Brando turned off the flight mode, and suddenly several missed calls bounced out.

　　 These missed calls are all from the same unknown number.

　　 Thinking that his card was also a new card given by the agent after the mission, there should be no problem, so Brando called the call back.

　　 "Beep...Hello, hello, are you Mr. Clark Brando?"

　　 The blind tone was connected after just thinking about it, and at the same time a hurried voice came. Only from the sound, the other party was about 30 years old, and the American English pronunciation was not pure, with the flavor of the middle continent.

　　 Reminiscent of the previous boy who said that Blackwatch is a Mid-Continent company, Brando only replied lightly, "Yes, I am."

　　 "Huh, thank goodness!"

　　 The other end of the phone seemed to relax completely, "Excuse me, where are you now? I am here to pick you up. I am outside the airport."

　　 "I have reached the gate of your company." Brando replied.

　　 "...Understood, then please wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

　　 The voice was silent for a while, and then he said, Brando only heard the sound of a car starting from the phone, and then hung up the phone.