This slap did not use any mysterious energy to refine the cold refining.

Even so, Ge Sanqiu was still thrusting into the eyes of Venus, dizzy, and screamed and fell out.

"Ha ha……"

The crowd around him burst into laughter.

Ge Sanqiu is a loyal lackey who lives on the ground dragon. He relies on his power and acts as a blessing.

Now that he is being tyrannical, he naturally exhaled his anger in his chest and was hilarious.

"Okay! Good fight!!"

"You should have a good beating like this kind of bad guy!!"

"What a pity, why didn't he twist his head off just now..."

“…”

All kinds of drinking turned into vicious insults.

The grievances that have accumulated in everyone's hearts seem to be vented in an instant.

"You...you..."

Ge Sanqiu got up in a mess, feeling a little dizzy.

Just as I was about to start a verbal curse, I suddenly felt warm blood coming out of my mouth.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited out with blood mixed with two teeth.

Only then did he feel the scorching pain on his cheeks.

"Beat him!"

A loud shout suddenly came from the crowd.

I don’t know who moved the hand first, but a shoe hit Ge Sanqiu’s face with a "pop".

In an instant—

Shoes, baskets, vegetables, leaves, pebbles, food and use, and everything you can take out and you can throw away all the things you want to throw away, just like you beat the dog in the water.

Ge Sanqiu could not hide in time and several big bags were smashed out of his head, which was so painful that he screamed.

"You dare to hit me...you wait for me..."

He hugged his head, roared angrily, and ran away in a mess.

When I squeezed out of the crowd, I was beaten up again and almost vomited blood.

"Ha ha……"

Feng Chenglin laughed so hard that he was about to thrust all over.

"Compared with the third young master, the eldest young master, the eldest young master crawled out of the pile of scoundrels... The third young master is the ancestor of the scoundrels. You want to be arrogant in front of us!"

Leng Lian looked at it and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It’s so glorious to say that I’m a scoundrel!

"Feng Chenglin, you can just be a scoundrel. Don't pull our young master!!"

Feng Chenglin's laughter suddenly stopped.

What does your young master mean?

When did the Third Young Master become your family?!

He was about to speak, but Leng Lian had already turned around and entered.

Fatty Feng suddenly felt bored and followed up in disappointment: "Who is this person! There is no sense of humor at all!"

As soon as they left, they were surrounded by people watching the fun.

"Because the union is about to be established and is eager to seek talent, I hire experts at a high price. Regardless of the level of cultivation, any skill can be used to join the mercenary union. The price starts with a hundred gold coins, and the specific salary interviews are discussed. Those who are interested can register in three days!"

Someone finished reading aloud, but he was confused.

"What the hell is this mercenary union...for?!"

"Yes, I heard it for the first time!"

"It's not an institution like an escort agency, right?"

"No! If it's an escort agency, then just come to an escort agency and make something new. What's the whole mercenary union?"

"That's...but they gave a lot of salary, starting with a hundred gold coins!"

"Seeing this, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the salary you get!"

“…”

Everyone was talking about it, guessing who these people were.

After chattering for a long time, no one could tell what the mercenary union was.

Among the crowd, Jiang Du stood with his hands behind his back, listening to the discussions of the people around him, frowned.
Chapter completed!