Rodriguez raised his hand, and then he said happily: "I, I am a vacuum cleaner!"

He stood up, Rodriguez put his hands on his hips, and said proudly: "I am like a vacuum cleaner. I can clean whatever is in the room. Is there any place that needs to be cleaned? Let me do it!"

Rodriguez has never had a nickname, so he should have one, but to be honest, it's not a good name for vacuum cleaner.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You just got such a nickname? Please, shouldn't it be a broom to clean the room?"

Rodriguez immediately said: "The vacuum cleaner is more advanced! Boss, when you fight again in the future, let me do it, and I will clean the enemy like dust."

Yang Yi laughed, and then he said to Chris: "He calls a vacuum cleaner, what are your names?"

Chris shrugged, and then he said with a serious look on his face: "Hunter, please add me to Hunter."

It's just a code name, Yang Yi laughed and said, "Hunter? Well, this nickname is a little better than a vacuum cleaner."

Rodriguez said in great resentment: "Why are better than mine?"

Yang Yi was about to answer, but he heard Jetero's voice coming from the walkie-talkie on the table.

"Hi, robot, come here and have a meal together, please call the owl."

Yang Yi looked at Brian and said, "He has something to tell us."

Brian nodded and said, "Yes, let's go and have a meal with him now."

Every day, people brought food to Yang Yi and the others, but today Jetero took the initiative to invite Yang Yi and Brian to have dinner with him. Obviously, he was going to say something.

Yang Yi stood up and said, "Everyone is more vigilant. We should be able to come back soon. See you later."

Just a few dozen meters away from each other, Yang Yi and Brian went out and looked around, then they went to the yard where Jetero lived.

Jetero had changed his clothes and changed his brown leather jacket to black. His pants were still a little wrinkled. Combined with Jetero's appearance and temperament, he still looked like a country bumpkin.

Jetero's hair was still a little wet. He stretched out his hand and asked Yang Yi and Brian to sit down at a dining table. He said straight to the point: "I need to hire people now, so I'll invite you to come and talk."

With the point of point, Jetero then shouted to the person behind him: "Boyata, the guests have arrived, let's serve our dishes."

Jetero is not on vacation in Ukraine, so Yang Yi knows that their supper cannot be very delicate, but since Jetero invites him and Brian to have dinner and says he wants to serve, there must be something right.

But when the food was served by the Boyata one after another, Yang Yi found that these things were too different from what he thought.

The slices cut from Ukrainian black bread were filled with a slice of white fat meat in the two slices, and a pot of red cabbage soup.

There is nothing else.

Jetero picked up something that could be called a sandwich, and then he said to Yang Yi and Bryan: "From it easy, you're welcome."

The sandwich was simple but large, but Jetero bit it one quarter of it.

The mouth was stuffed with a lot of stuff, and Jetero was really voracious when he was eating.

Yang Yi took a bite and found that the bread with fat sandwich is still edible. At least the white fat slices should have been marinated and can still be eaten.

Brian took a bite, and then he said in a deep voice: "This Saluo is doing well."

"Um, um..."

Jetero nodded repeatedly, making a vague sound in his mouth. After he swallowed the things in his mouth, he said in a deep voice: "I unexpectedly like this thing, it's quite delicious."

Brian smiled and said, "I prefer to add some pickled cucumber slices or some tomato slices."

Jetero turned his head and shouted, "Boyata, send some pickled cucumbers and tomatoes, slice them."

After Jetero opened his head, he stopped talking about the topic. He focused on eating the sandwich. After he finished the first sandwich, he put his fat fingers into his mouth and said with satisfaction: "It's not bad."

I can only use one word to describe Jetero, which is vulgar.

However, being with Jetero is not offensive, and it is quite relaxing.

Yang Yi put slices of pickled cucumber into his sandwich and slices of tomatoes. Then he felt that they tasted much better, but after Jetero picked up another sandwich, he suddenly said: "The brothers around me are gone. They have been with me for many years and are people I can trust."

After biting the sandwich, chewing it, Jetero continued, "Now I have three mercenary groups here, but we all know that mercenaries collect money to do business. You fight for me today and you can fight for my enemies tomorrow, so I have any important and confidential things that I have, but now, you understand my situation."

Yang Yi nodded.

There is nothing to say. The characteristics of mercenaries are destined to be completely trusted, unless he has a long-term cooperation with Jetero, or he has defected to Jetero from then on and become Jetero's subordinate. But since he cannot cooperate with Jetero for a long time and cannot become Jetero's subordinate, there is nothing to say. It depends on Jetero's choice.

Jetero finished the second sandwich silently, and when he picked up the third sandwich, he said in a deep voice: "But I have a lot to do now, I will do it tonight, and I can't find a better choice than you guys."

Yang Yi said lightly: "I don't know what to do?"

"As my bodyguard, I'm going to meet with very important people, you guys protect me."

"But we are not bodyguards."

Jetero waved his hand and said, "I know you are not bodyguards, but I don't need you to protect me like bodyguards. You do your best and don't need to block bullets for me."

Yang Yi and Brian looked at each other, and Brian thought for a moment and said, "What about the commission?"

Jetero took a breath and said, "Double, can it be fine?"

Brian shook his head and said, "No, our current duty is to find a clear enemy and go to war, but the protectors are different. Dangers are everywhere. Let me be honest, Mr. Jetero, we are not professional bodyguards, but we are responsible for security tasks, so I ask for a suitable price."

Jetero thought for a while and said, "Five thousand a day."

Brian looked at Yang Yi. Yang Yi knew that it was the right price, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

Jetero took a breath, and then he said in a deep voice: "My only request is to control my mouth, whether it is now or in the future, to ruin what you have seen in your heart. Are you having any problems?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "No problem, of course no problem, this is the minimum professional ethics."
Chapter completed!