C461 Practical Theory

"Shaw, you're so young and you've done something, and I'm impressed by you, but the law of action concerns the safety of Hellis in the future, brothers. I can't object to what you say. It's up to you. " Old Man Nicholas narrowed his eyes as he thought to himself.

Just think about it. Xiao Qiangbing was in his twenties, and he had done a few beautiful things. His reaction was pretty good, but who could guarantee that there was no luck involved?

Xiao Qiangbing had seen most of it with one look. It also had the intention of the old man. Thus, he placed his legs on the chair beside him and casually said:

"Forget it. If you are willing to understand, then understand. If you don't, then I have no choice. For something, especially such a troublesome thing, when doing it, you have to consider the small cost. Everyone does it comfortably, stimulates happiness, and mobilizes all positive factors. Finishing the work will do. "

Unconsciously, most of the words he said were from the bottom of his heart. Small cost, mobilizing all positive factors, these words flashed across Old Nicholas' mind. In an instant, he was caught by this shrewd politician. Slowly, he became a Rank One. His heart trembled as he thought to himself:

"Ah, so that's how it is. It's too profound, very profound. We've considered too many things in the past. "

Jimmy scratched his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he lost his voice and said, "Shaw. . . If we had always launched sneak attacks in the past, wouldn't we have been like this too? "

This guy asked seriously, and Xiao Qiangbing said snappily:

"Pfft, if you guys are so bad, use your brains. Don't rely on the international community all day long and ask for help everywhere. Think of a way yourself. Can it be this lousy situation?"

Just as he finished speaking, Doctor Anton knocked his head and stood up in excitement. "What you said makes a lot of sense, Shaw. We have always believed that the side of justice must win and get support. If we send out those who dare to die to their base to cause explosions or something, they won't get what they want. "

All of them looked at Xiao Qiang Bing and praised him slowly.

At that moment, Monika quietly arrived, raised his wine glass, and proposed, "Everyone, I have been observing. Officer Shaw is the most brilliant way in military theory.

Surrounding one, a few major problems, mobilizing all favorable factors, eliminating all of the other party's factors, launching a multi-faceted contest, reducing whatever so-called moral principles and rules, as long as you win. . . "

What she said, even Xiao Qiangbing did not think of such an income, filtering it again, thinking that this bastard's conclusion was indeed so.

It was not just him. Everyone was surprised. Nicholas muttered to himself in shock: "Yes, yes, what we need is victory. . . "

Anton lowered his head in deep thought and sighed, "I have never seen this in military theory. It can be considered innovative. . . "

These were the true Democrats of Helis. The old worries slowly changed, and Xiao Qiang's soldiers naturally would not continue to support them.

Under Monika's suggestion, they raised their glasses and drank.

At this time, the waiter, Second Fatty, timely brought over all kinds of barbecued food. Apart from the meat skewers of different sizes, there were also grilled eggplant, chili, potato slices, and roasted eggs.

Everyone drank and chatted until midnight.

Just two hours ago, a group of bandits from the Moonlit Nightclub arrived at a convenience store called Bohr.

The boss was called Bohr. He was over 30 years old and had been guarding a 50-60 square meter store all year round. He mainly sold daily necessities.

This guy's shop was a few streets away from the Night Landing Nightclub. He wasn't worried about being bullied by the bandits.

The bandits in this city were different from those in the mountains. Just like John, this old fellow had long planned to stay here for a long time to prepare his thoughts. A rabbit would not eat grass by its nest.

Bohr was a person who understood the rules. Although he could not get along with John, he always sent something to the nightclub every holiday. Other things aside, many of the light work products used by the beautiful women were sent by him.

In addition, he was also the bandit's den. Many of those fellows were simple-minded. They would give the things they robbed to this guy who was in his thirties and had a small mustache in exchange for some money.

A few bandits came over to get some food and drinks. The shop was going to hold a celebration. Then, there was a big operation.

The leading bandit had a fiery chicken head, which was similar to the one in the goods market. They were both at the level of small leaders.

There were a lot of things that he didn't know about, especially when it came to decision-making. He just wanted to take revenge for his family the next day.

As usual, Bohr threw a piece of bread and ham for each of them. He pointed at a stack of beer and said straightforwardly:

"Drink, drink. Don't stand on ceremony when you're here. "

They had already prepared the things for them, but no one mentioned the money. They all knew that Lanshan would come to collect some things from time to time. Bohr didn't need to pay for these things, even if he gave them to Bohr, he wouldn't dare to take them.

However, Bohr had given bread and ham before. This time, the beer was enough. The fiery chicken head felt a little bad. It bared its white teeth and said, "Kid, what's wrong today?"

"A few brothers want to work with you. Let me introduce them. . . " Bohr stood there and said somewhat unnaturally.

Most of the hoodlums in the city had joined the bandit army, and there were often newcomers joining. Other than that, many of them had been forced to join. How could a chicken head not suspect that this fellow was introducing someone at this time?

A few fellows dressed in plain clothes entered.

After Huo Chicken Head looked at them one by one, he asked some questions about the situation and answered that it was strange. Some ran out of prison, and some even raped the patriarch's wife. There was also a homeless person who often slept on the football field.

Firehead suddenly stood in front of a short man wearing glasses. He picked up his hand and sniffed it. His face suddenly changed and he said: "Kid, you are from the government, right?

There's the smell of gun oil on your hand, the tiger's mouth, the tiger's mouth. . . "

The short man was the little Hubert who had been saying, "Riches come from danger. "

Tyson, who was beside him, could not help but touch the direction of his belt. When he touched the cold belt, he realized that there was no gun at all. He quickly scratched his hand and said foolishly, "Kid, didn't you say that you're a homeless person? I even smelled it. There's a smell of dirt all over your body. "

Little Hubert raised his head and smiled honestly. He reached out his hand and gently touched the chicken head. Two notes were quietly stuffed in.

The chicken raised its head and laughed. It pretended to be smart and said: "Kid, your reaction is fast enough. The gun oil is in my hand. "

Without a doubt, Fire Chicken Head had promised to bring these people back. After taking the money, Bohr, who had been threatened, finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, when he remembered that there was still a living creature, his face became uglier than a dead person's.

"Bro, bro, there's something else. I want to place it with you guys. . . " Bohr said. Speaking of this thing, his calves were trembling.

What was going on today? He was introducing people to the bandit camps, and he wanted to put something there. No matter how stupid the chicken head was, how could it not be suspicious?

"I'm warning you, if you try to be smart, you will look very ugly, Bohr. . . " Turkey Head pulled out a machete from his back and shouted as he came over.