Unexpectedly, one appeared here today.

Ling Luoyu's eyes wandered among the three of them, and the three of them naturally discovered the other party's existence.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, but no one stepped forward.

The Angry God Pill appears in this noisy place, which seems a bit nonsense.

Such pills should appear in the heavily guarded secret rooms of the sects and families, and be protected and properly collected.

In this situation, the best-grade elixirs are also available.

It would be nice to have a top-quality elixir. How could a magical elixir appear?!

So after the initial tremor, the three of them calmed down and no one took the initiative to attack.

Ling Luoyu slowly raised the corners of his lips, and a wicked smile appeared.

"Why? Is no one want it? Or no one dares to ask it?! Are you afraid that my medicine is fake, or is it afraid that my mercenary union is fake?!"

Scar Coolid's pupils shrank, and he suddenly pushed everyone away and stepped forward.

"How can you guarantee that the pill in your hand is the Angry Pill?!"

Ling Luoyu's smile was even more evil: "How can you guarantee that you can get this Rage God Pill?! You can't even get it, why should I prove its authenticity with an irrelevant person?!"

Ling Luoyu's words were obvious provocation and aggressive.

Scar Coolid sneered and turned over to the ring.

"I can join your mercenary union, but I'm afraid you won't accept me!"

He pointed at the scar on his body.

"Every scar on my body has a story. Accepting me is equivalent to accepting my story, accepting the people and things behind the story... Do you dare?!"

Feng Chenglin curled his lips behind him: "Who is this person? He seems to be very awesome! Who is so fucking without a story?!"

Leng Lian lowered his voice: "He is telling the young master that he has a special identity. Once he joins the Mercenary Union, it will be like causing trouble and causing trouble!"

"Then what else do we want him to do? Take it back and serve as a lord for you!"

The purpose of hiring mercenaries is to make peace for others, not to cause trouble for trouble!

Ling Luoyu smiled indifferently and disagreed: "I have joined my mercenary union and I am my person. If you want to bully me, you have to ask me whether I agree or not!"

These sentences are concise and to the point, but every word is powerful and sharp.

Scar Coolid shook his head meaningfully: "It's a bit too early to say this now, but I still appreciate your attitude! OK! I'll accept your assessment first! Tell me, how do you plan to assess me?!"

His mysterious energy burst out, sweeping around like a storm.

"ah!"

The crowd under the ring exclaimed and retreated one after another.

Jiang Du Xuan Qi suddenly rose and stood in a deep state: "Wancheng, why does this person look so familiar?! It seems to be the person on our dock?!"

Wancheng is the accountant of a trade bank. He has to settle wages for the coolies every day, and he is familiar with the loaders and unloaders on the dock.

Wancheng was almost blown away, and it was better to grab Jiang Du's clothes.

"He seems to be named Qu Si, and I don't know if it's a real name or a fake name! But I don't remember this kid having such cultivation?!"

On the dock, Qu Si is the kind of oil bottle that doesn’t have much of him or less of him!

He is not close to anyone, and keeps a distance from anyone, and only knows how to work, so Wancheng has no deep impression of him.

Now that he saw his mysterious energy burst out, he was also shocked.
Chapter completed!