"Old boy, what's the matter with us?" After laughing, Zeng Xiaoren continued to ask while drunk.
After a lot of things, Bapier also understood that the affairs of the Love Saint Mercenary Group in front of him were at least in terms of external negotiations, Zeng Xiaoren (Qingren) and Nabanik (Qingsilly).
So Bapier laughed and opened the skylight and spoke brightly.
It turned out that this guy, since he found out, Chu Mo and his group made a considerable amount of money after they had made the competition in the yard, so he discovered that this business could make a lot of wealth.
In order to make more money, he decided to ask Chu Mo and others to work together to build a larger business, so that the business can grow bigger and bigger.
"Dear great mercenaries, what do you think of my proposal?" Bapierna's sesame-sized eyes kept turning and scanning everyone, asking with a smile.
"We don't understand business at all, but..." Nabanik said with a shake of his head.
Before he finished speaking, Chu Mo said, "Since Mr. Bapier is willing to cooperate with our small mercenary group, I believe there is absolutely no problem with this. We will not lose anything, as long as we can make money, hehe!"
Everyone saw Chu Mo expressing his opinion, and nodded immediately.
Bapier looked at Chu Mo strangely, but soon he smiled and began to talk to Chu Mo and others about rules such as how to create competitions.
In his opinion, Chu Mo and his group of small mercenaries had never seen big money. The reason why Chu Mo was not interested in the things in this room at the beginning was perhaps because of his natural timidity and caution. Through the following series of business negotiations, Bapier affirmed this even more. In his eyes, Chu Mo was simply a short-sighted guy with a strong sense of self-protection.
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But once he was affirmed, the terrifying ambition and greed in his heart were exposed.
After talking about business with a smile, Bapier asked Chumo and others to rest here.
After a while, a large number of hot ladies entered the tent and asked to serve Chu Mo and others. Chu Mo and others laughed and continued to drink. At this time, Bapier entered the tent again. He saw that he held a few pieces of paper in his hand and handed the paper to Chu Mo and others casually. Chu Mo threw it to Zeng Xiaoren without looking at it. Zeng Xiaoren even put the paper aside and began to tease the beautiful ladies. Bapier smiled happily in his eyes.
After a night of ambiguous cocktail party, Bapier insisted that Chu Mo and others rest in the paradise, but Chu Mo and others took everyone away from the paradise on the grounds that they still had a lot of property in the hotel.
After Bapier, who was smiling, sent Chu Mo and others away, a trace of clue flashed in his sesame-sized eyes.
Kevin, a middle-aged mercenary standing beside him, couldn't help but say, "Boss, these little mercenaries have no strength at all. Why are we doing so kind to them?"
The tone of his speech was full of jealousy.
"Kevin, old guy, do you think I, Bapier, are such a generous person? Work with me to do business, hehe! Let's see if I don't play with these little bastards who don't even grow all their hair!" Bapier smiled sinisterly and said immediately.
"Hehe!" Kevin stood aside, and it was right to think about it. His boss was a slave trader who could make money and be a vicious slave. These little mercenaries also wanted to do business with the boss. When he thought of this, Kevin couldn't help laughing.
"Old guy, did I ask you to do the investigation, did you find it?" Bapier asked with a sinister face.
"I'm still investigating about the Tomahawk Mercenary Group..." Kevin replied in a low voice.
"Old guy, no matter who I want to kill the Tomahawk Mercenary Group, or how the Tomahawk Mercenary Group died, but that tavern is my property. I don't allow others to destroy my property. Do you understand? Tomorrow you will find those little mercenaries and tell them that because we want to do a big business, we must move to the primeval forest in the northeast and let them go with them. Hehe, Love Saint Mercenary Group? Let them go to hell to be Love Saint!" Bapier smiled sinisterly and gave an order.
"I understand, my boss!" Kevin smiled dangerously, and his eyes were shining.
A dark shadow flashed in a dark corner not far away.
After returning to the hotel, Chu Mo sat quietly on the bed to regulate the true energy in his body.
"That profiteer wants to harm us!" A low voice sounded in the dark corner not far away.
In this quiet room, it was extremely loud.
Chu Mo closed his eyes and nodded gently.
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"I long to fight you. The primeval forest may be a good place." The low voice suddenly had a bloody surging, wandering in the room like a sound from hell.
"I am the same!" Chu Mo opened his eyes, and a blood-red light flashed through his eyes.
The next day, Chumo got up very early. He took Hans and Bean to the dwarf's blacksmith shop, where he obtained the weapons he took.
Hans' weapon is an iron rod, about one meter. Because Chu Mo's drawings are added, it contains a shrinking function. If you rotate the handle, the iron rod will extend about one meter. The two-meter large iron rod is enough to drink a pot with Hans' brute force. In addition, there are also a large number of irregular serrations and bloodletting grooves designed at both ends. The most important thing is that there are two telescopic iron guns on both sides.
Such a strange iron rod is a murderous weapon no matter how you look at it.
Hans held it in his hand, and was happy.
Bean's giant bow was modified and seemed to be mixed with some unknown mineral, making the original silver bow dim and inconspicuous. However, Chu Mo understood that if a shiny bow was easily discovered by the enemy during attack, only this dull bow would not be discovered by the enemy. Bean's arrow was also very thick. After Chu Mo's design, it had a turnaround. Even if an arrow was to be drawn, it would fall into a large piece of flesh and blood. There was a deep blood trough at the arrow. As long as it hit, it would keep bleeding like a fountain.
Bean put the bow on his back and said strangely: "It's heavy!"
"Old stone has used the best black iron ore to add it to the bow. It is hard to imagine that old stone can use such a giant bow. You are so thin and can use it." The old dwarf smiled and said.
Bean said nothing, closed her eyes and stood there motionlessly.
It was Chu Mo's turn, Chu Mo's sword was a dark black sword.
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There was no color, Chu Mo looked at it. The hilt and scabbard of the sword were all black. Chu Mo used a little force, gently pulled the sword out of the scabbard with a clang. There was no cold light, nor was there a sharp sword. This sword was even pure black, and it could not reflect a trace of light at all.
"Thank you, Master!" Chu Mo said respectfully.
"No young man. Although I have never seen your skills, stone can guarantee that this sword is very suitable for you!" said the old dwarf and smiled.
"I think so too!" Chu Mo replied with a proud smile.
The old dwarf obviously didn't expect Chu Mo to be so arrogant. He was stunned and then smiled and said, "Very good, very good, young man, I hope one day you will have your glorious deeds in the history of the God and Demon Continent!"
"I think it's not far away!" Chu Mo smiled evilly and replied immediately.
After saying goodbye to the old dwarf, Chumo took Hans and Bean to the hotel, but along the way, there seemed to be two eyes watching.
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