Mercenary’s War
Chapter 703 - 703 695 Let Him Be Lucky to the End

703: Chapter 695: Let Him Be Lucky to the End 703: Chapter 695: Let Him Be Lucky to the End “Haha, I’m dying of laughter, oh, oh, my stomach, oh God, it hurts so much, haha, if I die it will be from laughter, not from those two bullets still in my stomach, God, it’s just too funny.”

Mark Yves’s stomach was still bleeding, but he couldn’t stop laughing, crying out in pain while he laughed.

Gao Yang pressed his pistol against Mark Yves’s leg and shouted, “Hey, hey, buddy, stop just laughing, you’re starting to bleed from your mouth.”

Mark Yves wiped his mouth with his hand, then said with a gloomy expression, “F**k, they hit my stomach, the blood is starting to come up my esophagus, which is not good news, but, haha, I still feel like laughing.”

Magi sped up the driving, and Gao Yang curiously asked, “What happened that’s so funny?”

Mark Yves poked the head of the person he was stepping on with his gun, then shouted loudly, “Hey, buddy, does your ass hurt?”

The person being stepped on by Mark Yves twisted his head in horror, glared at Mark Yves, and shouted, “Damn it!

What did you say?”

Gao Yang was also taken aback, “What did you say?”

Mark Yves spat out a mouthful of blood to one side, and after wiping his mouth, he pressed hard on his wound and said with a pained expression, “Buddy, there’s been a serial killer, or a group of them, in Cape Town recently.

The victims, they would get into a cab and then lose consciousness.

The main victims were all white, white men.”

The person being stepped on by Mark Yves asked anxiously, “Then what?”

Mark Yves struggled to laugh and said, “The people who took the cab found that their luggage was gone, their wallets were gone, and the unluckiest part, their asses were busted, but even unluckier, those whose ass were busted found they were infected with AIDS.

Haven’t you watched the news?

Oh, you just got off the plane, didn’t you?

Then let me tell you, there have already been five such victims in the last six months, hahaha, buddy, judging by your situation, please allow me to ask, does your ass hurt?”

“You damn bastards!”

The person being stepped on by Mark Yves initially froze, then instinctively felt his buttocks, waited a moment, and suddenly yelled, suddenly trying to rise, Mark Yves’s foot on his head and back, as soon as he stood up, the already weak Mark Yves was immediately pushed against the seat.

Gao Yang leaned over, and with a clunk of the gun handle on the unfortunate guy’s head, Gao Yang shouted loudly, “Buddy, make no mistake, we’re the ones who saved you.”

Although he got hit in the head, the man under Mark Yves still rose up and snatched the gun from the weak Mark Yves, but before he could firmly hold the gun in his hand, that is, his hand was still around the slide, not the grip, he immediately stopped again.

Having been hit by Gao Yang and with the spare gun aimed at the back of his head was secondary, what was key was hearing Gao Yang’s words afterward, the unfortunate guy immediately stopped moving, quickly returned the gun to Mark Yves’s hand, raised his hands, and shouted loudly, “Sorry, sorry, I guess indeed you saved me, yeah, my ass doesn’t hurt, and, I remember now, the cab driver, after I got in, he sprayed something at me, then I knew nothing else.”

After Mark Yves gasped for breath, he laughed and said, “It seems you’re lucky, you met us before you got your ass blasted.

Okay, move back so I can stretch out my legs, don’t turn your head, don’t ever turn your head, or you’ll get shot, good, look at my face, now tell me, what’s your name?”

“Jansen, Jansen Jones.”

Mark Yves nodded and laughed loudly, “Figures, you’ve got a pansy face, no wonder you were targeted.”

Gao Yang couldn’t see Jansen’s expression, he could only hear Jansen quite annoyed, “Sir, I’m not a pansy, my face is just handsome, not ‘pansy-like’ at all!”

Mark Yves continued, “Did you bring a lot of luggage, or something valuable?”

Jansen hesitated for a moment, then said softly, “I did have a lot of luggage, though nothing very valuable.

If I had money, I wouldn’t have come to this godforsaken place in South Africa looking for a job.

Oh, my stuff is still thrown in the back seat.”

The van had three rows of seats, Jansen’s luggage was on the third row of seats.

Mark Yves looked back and laughed, “Not bad, you didn’t lose your things, and you kept your ass too, a real lucky guy.”

Gao Yang also laughed and said, “No wonder that guy ran faster than a rabbit when I pointed the gun at the taxi driver; turns out he had a guilty conscience.

Alright, you know everything you want to know now, so stop talking.

You need to rest.”

Gao Yang’s latter words were addressed to Mark Yves; however, Mark Yves shook his head and said, “No, no, I need to stay alert.

It’s rare to encounter something so interesting.

Of course, I want to talk more about it.”

Jansen muttered to himself, “I don’t find this amusing at all.”

Mark Yves chuckled, “As the one who almost had his ass blown up, of course, you wouldn’t find it amusing.

Do you know what would have happened if you hadn’t met us?

You would have been dumped on the roadside in the outskirts, naked, nothing left on your body, bare and bleeding from the ass.

And that’s not all—the locals, upon discovering you, wouldn’t offer you clothes but would call the press to earn a scoop reward.

You’d make the papers, and the tabloids love this kind of news.”

Jansen turned pale, then trembled as he said, “What the hell kind of place is this?

I need to leave here; I must leave immediately.”

Mark Yves grinned and replied, “You want to leave?

That’s great.

So how do you plan to repay us, huh?

How do you plan to repay those of us who saved you and spared you from those terrible fates?

I must make it clear that you might be even more unfortunate for having met us because though we definitely won’t blow up your ass, if I’m not satisfied, I might just blow your head off.”

Jansen calmed down and whispered, “Gentlemen, I have some cash, about six hundred US dollars, and my credit card can get out one thousand British pounds.

Apart from that, all I have is some luggage to offer you.

Just take whatever you want, as long as you don’t hurt me.”

Mark Yves shook his head, “My stomach has been shot through, so my appetite is hard to satisfy.

What you’ve offered is not enough, not nearly enough.

Now, can you tell me what else you have in your luggage?”

Without hesitation, Jansen said, “Gentlemen, in my luggage, I have a bagpipe—I am a musician—also a laptop, a remote-controlled mini quadcopter drone, a digital HD camcorder, and a camera.

That’s all I have, and they’re worth some money.

The bagpipe is useless to you and not worth much; you can just leave it for me, take everything else.”

Just then, Magi suddenly said, “Dude, stop teasing him.

Kill the guy; we’re almost there.”

Gao Yang was very reluctant to kill an innocent passerby and immediately said, “Let’s forget it; don’t kill him.

Since the guy’s a lucky one, let his luck continue.

There’s no need to kill him.

Hey, Jansen, listen, you won’t disclose anything about us to anyone, right?”

Jansen immediately replied, “I swear to God, I will never speak a word about you to anyone.

Please believe me, gentlemen.

You saved my life, and I will never repay kindness with ingratitude.

I will buy a ticket immediately, right away, and leave this damned place as fast as I can.”

Gao Yang looked at Mark Yves and declared solemnly, “Let him go.

Worst comes to worst, I’ll knock him out.

No need to kill him.”

Mark Yves looked at Jansen, then at Gao Yang, and suddenly burst out laughing, “Dude, stop pretending.

You just realized my gun was out of bullets, and that’s why you immediately threw the gun back to me and put on a pitiful face, right?”

Jansen, looking somewhat anxious, said, “Sir, I reacted that way because I was just too shocked.

I really only have gratitude for you; I never intended to shoot you, really.

I was just too shocked at that moment.

As men, you should understand my feelings and concerns then.”

Mark Yves shook his head and smiled, “Kid, no need to pretend anymore.

It’s useless.

Your expression and eyes betrayed you.

I am very certain you threw the gun back to me after you realized it had no bullets.”

After hesitating for a moment, Jansen finally nodded, “That’s right, sir.

It’s just as you said.

But I really don’t know how to shoot.

I was indeed just panicked; otherwise, I wouldn’t have made a move that would have cost me my life immediately, especially since there were at least two more guns behind me.

I really didn’t plan to shoot.”

Mark Yves looked out the car window and suddenly said, “Stop the car.”

Magi pulled the car over to the roadside.

Once the car was parked, Mark Yves said, “Considering the person behind you, and because you’ve made me very happy, I won’t kill you.

Get out like a normal passenger, Jansen, take your luggage and leave.

Don’t look back; don’t try to see what those two behind you look like.

If I see you looking back, I’ll kill you.”

“Thank you, thank you so much.

I really appreciate it, gentlemen.

I wish you all the best.

May God bless you, and you’ll be alright, sir.”

As he spoke these words of thanks, Jansen, with his hand on his back, opened the car door behind him, backed out of the car without turning around, and after dragging the three suitcases from the back seat, immediately pulled them forward and walked away.

Watching Jansen walk a good distance away, and indeed not looking back, Mark Yves finally sighed, “Indeed, we can’t kill a lucky one, or else we would be cursed.

Especially when I just managed to escape narrowly myself and might still save my life, I really shouldn’t kill him.

Now, I just hope those cleaners will help save my life too.

Alright, Magi, keep driving.

Ram, you can start calling the cleaners.”