Gao Yang is willing to spend three million dollars on a dead person who must be useless. He is already a very conscientious boss, not to mention that he is not Gryanov's boss.

Three million dollars is a big number. The young and old family of Golyanov lived comfortably for the rest of their lives. As for ten million, it was even more astronomical. Gao Yang's original goal was to retire after saving ten million dollars.

Gao Yang understands what Jacobin means, and he is a horse bone in a wealthy place.

Gao Yang had never seen Gryanov, but he felt that it was a bit too much to use a person to win people's hearts after he died because of his loyalty.

But then I thought about it, it seems that it is quite good to be the horse bone in Qianjin City. If Grjanov knew that his family would receive a sum of money as comfort after his death, he would definitely be happy.

So Gao Yang nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, give his wife ten million dollars and send them abroad."

Jacobin smiled and said, "You can't do this in person, especially you can't do it quietly. If you do it quietly, it will lose its meaning. After you do it yourself, it will be a bit ugly. So find a reliable person, and you supervise him to give the money to Grjanov's family, and just let everyone know about it. Do you know how to do it?"

Gao Yang nodded, but then shook his head again and whispered to Jacobin: "Or, you should teach me."

Just as Jacobin was about to speak, his screams rang again, so Jacobin smiled and said loudly, "Let's talk about it again, this is not urgent. The thing I'm anxious about now is to cut off Djokovic. Mathel reached out to Ukraine to take revenge. As your subordinates who risked their lives to fight you, they can watch your response."

At this moment, the old farmer who was always responsible for recording and liked to stab people in the nostrils with pencils walked out and held a small book and said, "The results of the first interrogation are compared with the confession records before the interrogation. They are highly credible and can be used."

Jacobin nodded and smiled, "It's great, but for the sake of safety, I'd better try again. After the trial, I'll give him a happy way to die, go."

The old farmer left again. After looking at the book recording the confession in his hand, Jacobin smiled at Gao Yang and said, "We have got the hiding place for other people. Next, it is time to clear them. This must be seized, so the cleaning time is delayed a little, and the primary problem will be solved first."

Gao Yang nodded, and then Jacobin realized something. After patting his head, he handed the book that recorded the confession in front of Gao Yang, and smiled and said, "You are the boss, you should read it first."

Gao Yang quickly said, "No, no, you should watch first, you should watch first."

Jacobin shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Then I'm not polite."

After slowly reading the confession, Jacobin exhaled, raised his head and shouted: "From the confession, most of our enemies are retired special forces soldiers. With the force that an arms dealer can possess, the force of these people is considered first-class."

Gao Yang shouted: "First-class?"

Jacobin smiled and said, "Yes, first-class. But this is for you, by the ability of an arms dealer, if you change the subject to a country by my judgment standard, these people can barely be considered second-class."

Gao Yang immediately said: "By your standards, normal standards. What kind of troops are the butter knife counted as "?"

Jacobin said slowly: "By my standards, these teams that were put together after retirement can only be considered second-rate. For some more famous and combat-ready troops, they can be considered first-rate. I don't know the Russian level. Some of the squads under the United States, some elite parts of the Delta troops, and the British, can be considered first-rate. As for the butter knife, they are of course first-rate."

"Where are you? The black devil!"

Jacobin shrugged and smiled, "We? We have no judgment standards, and we have no object to compare. Well, we are super first-class. Just in terms of combat, we are similar to butter knife, and they are all the limits that humans can reach. But you have to figure out that we are good at is not just fighting. We know everything and know everything. The black devil has never been just a combat force that uses force as the ultimate means, so who can compare with us? No one can compare with us, we can only be super first-class."

Gao Yang smiled, and Jacobin also smiled and said, "Of course, now that we are old, our abilities have regressed in all aspects. Well, even if we are the best now, we should be more humble in being a person."

At this moment, the old farmer came out again, and the remaining four black devils also came out together.

Jacobin stopped talking and laughing with Gao Yang, and he shouted, "Is it done?"

"After completing it, the final confession is consistent, and it is confirmed that it can be used."

Jacobin looked at his watch and said slowly: "We have to hurry up and attack the next target right now, before the enemy reacts."

The man who likes to use a hammer raised his hand and Jacobin waved, "You said."

"Sorry, captain, I don't have enough energy, and I may not be able to continue the mission smoothly."

Jacobin sighed with regret and whispered: "Oh, I'm not energetic, there's no way to do this, what about the others?"

Seeing everyone nodding slightly, Jacobin sighed, "Indeed, you are no longer young men. OK, then Is it enough to rest in one unit?"

The old farmer whispered: "I'm sorry, I think it may not be enough."

Jacobin raised his face and said in a deep voice: "Be precise! Don't answer me vaguely."

"Report to the captain, one unit is not enough, two units are enough, I am like this!"

Gao Yang didn't know how long the time unit they were talking about was, but he felt that these 60-year-old men had been rushing for twenty hours on a long distance, and then immediately devoted a need to verify it first. After knowing where Collins was, they immediately launched a very fine indoor attack. More than thirty hours have passed, and these people have not had a rest at all. If these elderly people don't feel tired and have the energy to immediately put on the battle again, then they are really not human.

Jacobin smiled, and then he yelled: "Are the four-hour rest time, what about the others??"

The five people immediately shouted loudly: "Enough, absolutely enough."
Chapter completed!