Chapter 115: The Gun from Afghanistan

Uriyangko's exclamation was exaggerated, and Glolov just shook his head, "It's too exaggerated, too exaggerated. There weren't that many people there. I think there were only two to three hundred, maybe? But definitely not thousands. That's just too exaggerated."

Uriyangko laughed heartily and slapped Glolov on the shoulder, "What are you being modest about, Sierra Leone's Executioner, Trident's mad Big Dog? I believe you slaughtered no less than a thousand people in Sierra Leone."

Glolov's facial muscles twitched a few times as he shook his head, "Let's not talk about Sierra Leone. It's nothing to boast about."

Uriyangko shrugged, "All right, it's not you who should feel guilty. You were just following orders. Besides, everyone was crazy back then, weren't they? At least you didn't shoot at women and children, whereas I..., forget it, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's continue with the business."