"Your Excellency the Guard, it was him who drove a group of armored rhinos to chase us." At this time, the chief executive of the Porcelain Mercenary Group shouted loudly. There were several figures around this guy, who looked a little haggard, but his eyes were full of disdain.

One of them even said: "Captain Lincoln Guard, please arrest this mercenary, otherwise I have the right to report to the deacon what happened today."

"Hmph, Deacon Morin, you are just a small chamber of commerce deacon. Our guard doesn't need anyone to point fingers." Captain Lincoln's guard's face was gloomy. If anyone else was threatened by someone's boss, no one would have a good face.

"Lincoln, don't be ungrateful. Our Deacon Morin and Deacon Oki are very common." Without saying anything, a guy next to Morin jumped up and said.

"Hmph." Lincoln snorted coldly while waiting for his subordinates to verify Cook's badge.

Cook smiled deeply. This Deacon Morin was just a branch deacon of the Gorgeous Flower Chamber of Commerce. However, the need for a chamber of commerce alone is quite large. The items in this place are at least many times more expensive than those outside, especially some magic potions and some consumables. On the other hand, it also proves the power of the Gorgeous Flower Chamber of Commerce.

"No problem." One of Lincoln's subordinates nodded and replied, looking at the results displayed on the magical instrument.

"Okay, boy, you can go in. Remember, you can't take any hatred here. No matter who it is, if it is violated, kill it," Lincoln shouted murderously, but not facing Cook, but facing a group of people from the Gorgeous Flower Chamber of Commerce.

"Okay, Lincoln, don't be ungrateful. Let's go, sir, I'll take you to find Deacon Oki." Deacon Morin from the branch of the Gorgeous Floral Chamber of Commerce felt that Lincoln had swept his face and said loudly, then left with the people from the Gorgeous Floral Mercenary Group.

"Okay, little brother, hurry up and buy things and leave. You have such a good relationship with those armored rhinos, which is safer outside than here. You have the badge of the Magician Union, so the entry fee is waived." Lincoln said gently patting Cook on the shoulder, and then walked away.

Cook spread his hands helplessly, put away his badge, and then entered the cave. The cave was illuminated by low-level light magic crystals, but there were shadows of magic circles imposed on the surrounding cave walls. When Cook entered the cave, he found that this place was not smaller than a small town, and an irregular hall was twenty meters high. Some shops were built on various platforms, and a small square was still empty in the middle of the hall, where Lincoln was staying.

Cook came to a tavern, and in fact, some log tables were placed together, and then the wine barrels were placed aside. Like an open-air vendor, Cook sat down suddenly, and a big man came to Cook and said in a muffled voice: "The lowest price for selling wine is one gold coin."

"Give me a glass of good rice wine." Cook threw out a purple gold coin.

"Okay." The man took the purple gold coins and passed by. Soon after, a cup as big as Cook's head was placed in front of Cook. Cook was very surprised.

The big man explained: "This is a purple gold coin."

Cook looked at the rice wine that was ten kilograms, but this was not corn wine, but the best rice wine. It was just a kilogram of silver coins outside. However, the price here, Cook shook his head. These merchants were working hard enough. There was no magic props in space. It was very difficult to transport these things in, and Cook did not take a purple gold coin seriously.

"Bang, boy, I heard you have a lot of centipede grass, we have purchased it." Cook was drinking rice wine, listening to the news about the mercenaries around him, and suddenly someone slapped the table in front of Cook, slapped the rice wine glass and jumped up.

"It's really someone who raises something that is not taught." Cook frowned slightly and said loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Oh."

"Shh." The mercenaries were like this. When they saw someone clashing, they shouted loudly. Several mercenaries close to Cook even opened up their seats and obviously watched the fun.

"Boy, who are you talking about?" Cook then saw a young man pointing his finger at him and shouting loudly.

"I've seen a stupid person who has never seen such a stupid person. I don't even know anyone. Is your mother trying too hard when she gave birth to you and pinched her head, poor child." Cook tsk twice and replied.

"Haha, this guy is interesting."

"That's right, this is too interesting, but was this kid so stupid when he was pregnant with him?"

"That's right, maybe we'll fight back together." The mercenaries were stunned when they heard Cook's words, and some mercenaries shouted rudely.

"Boy, you're looking for death." The young man originally wanted to trade with Cook, but with this deal, he could be promoted to a level one by himself. In the Magician Union, the first level gap is very big. Only the magician union, such as Centipede Grass, can make the promotion very quickly. The young man waved his fists and slammed Cook's head.

"Hmph, boom, you shouldn't have used fists." Cook saw the black metal fists in the young man's hand, sitting there without moving, kicking the young man out with one kick, flying more than a hundred meters away, directly hitting the stone wall in the distance. A ray of light flashed across the magic circle on the stone wall, but the young man fell softly to the ground, leaving a bright red blood stain on the wall.

"Wow." The mercenaries around were numb now. If they didn't use fighting spirit to drive one of them, and at least an intermediate warrior kicked more than 100 meters away with one foot, it was the first time these mercenaries could not help but take a few steps back.

"O'Neal, O'Neal, O'Neal, come on, catch this guy." A figure was stunned for a moment and rushed towards the young man kicked away by Cook. He shook the young man loudly and shouted loudly, but the young man was dead at all. The figure immediately jumped up and shouted loudly.

"Hmph." Cook snorted coldly, ready to take out the ghost-killing sword. At the Magician Union, Cook believed that no one would make things difficult for him.

"Deacon Oki, you're over-in charge. This is my duty." But a voice came later, and Cook saw that it was not Captain Lincoln's Guard.

"Lincoln, this O'Neal is from our family. You dare to shelter this mess." Deacon O'Key roared loudly.

When Cook heard Okey's words, he shouted loudly: "You'd better control your own mouth and not cause trouble for your family."

"Little bastard, you are so arrogant. Do you know what family the Oaks family is? Let me tell you that our family has an honorary elder of the Mercenary Union and an assistant to the director of the Magician Union." Deacon Oki said loudly.

After Deacon Oki said this, the mercenary next to him who was about to speak couldn't help but shut his mouth, while Lincoln's face looked extremely ugly, but Cook replied loudly: "Tsk, after talking for a long time, I thought your family was a magician union, and after working for a long time, he was just an assistant to the director."

In fact, Cook is also the assistant of the director, and he is the assistant of the supervisor. Because the supervisor of Lyle was promoted to the director, Cook automatically became the assistant of the director. To put it bluntly, he was just a mess and was considered the confidant of the director.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, it's crazy enough. Come and kill this bastard. Whoever dares to stop me will kill you." But the deacon is the deacon. Since he is stationed here, there must be a confidant. Oki shouted loudly, but he raised his staff and stared at Lincoln.

Lincoln smiled bitterly because several of his subordinates had already rushed out, obviously relying on Okey's deacon, and Okey was even more staring at him. Lincoln smiled bitterly and retreated. Lincoln didn't know that when he retreated, he would actually retreat his future.

"Kill." Dozens of guards rushed towards Cook. In the eyes of these guards, Cook was not just a beast trainer at most. After leaving the monster outside, he was nothing. But relying on the Oaks family, this was a huge pie.

But what these guards didn't know was that hell would be greeted. All the mercenaries sighed, obviously feeling sorry for Cook. Isn't it just some centipede grass that can buy life?

But the next moment everyone's eyes widened and looked at the young mercenary in the middle of the venue in disbelief.

With a crisp metal sound of "keng." Everyone saw a black light and shadow, and rushed to the front of the guards, and then half of their bodies rolled down to the side. The magic armor that the guard was proud of was like paper.

"Calm."

"Calm."

"Cang." The sounds kept ringing, and black light shook left and right. After the sound ended, everyone looked at the weapons in Cook's hand and the remaining limbs on the ground. Even the mercenaries who fought all day could not help but vomit.

"I am not offending me, I am not offending me. A small deacon in the resident dares to say that I am a bastard." Cook pointed at the stalker holding the staff with a six-meter-5-meter-long ghost-killing sword and said coldly.

"I...puff." Oki just said the word "I" and felt a chill in his neck. A level 5 magician, the deacon of the Magician Union, was cut off his head.

"It's still a magician, I don't have any combat experience, I deserve to die." Cook looked at Oki who fell down and spat with disdain.

Then Cook carried the huge ghost-killing sword and came to the front of the chief manager of the Gorgeous Flower Mercenary Group, and said with a smile: "I didn't want to cause trouble for you, but you actually want to cause trouble for me. Then let's settle it completely. This is my personal grudge with the Gorgeous Flower Chamber of Commerce. Anyone who has nothing to do with it will be more conscious."
Chapter completed!