Chapter 18 The Provocation of the Adventurer's Guild!
Everyone laughed and followed Chu Mo into Foge Town.
Here, the ordinary villagers seem to be used to seeing so many mercenaries dressed in different styles, so they don't pay much attention to Chu Mo and his party.
Soon I walked into the Adventurer's Guild.
When Hans, who was wearing ordinary clothes, pushed open the door of the Adventurer's Guild, with the creaking sound of the door, a large group of eyes came towards the door.
Hans swept around as if nothing had happened, opened the door and stood aside. Soon, Chu Mo, Xue, Zeng Xiaoren, Cady, Nabanik, Nabalu and the confused Doudou entered the room one after another. Hans
Then he closed the door heavily and followed closely.
If Hans, the first one who came in, was probably just a tough warrior in the eyes of many mercenaries, then Zeng Xiaoren, Chu Mo, Xue and others who came in after him were dressed as magicians and did not wear any weapons.
The class symbol and the tight package made many mercenaries very interested in this team.
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As for Nabalu and Cady, who are both swordsmen, Nabarnick's thief outfit and Doudou's confused look add a lot of highlights to this team.
But the only thing missing was that there were no women in this team, so although the mercenaries present were curious, they were not interested. After a few seconds, they all put their eyes away and continued to drink and brag.
"Hello, how can I serve you?" A receptionist who looked like a standard waiter walked up to Chu Mo and asked.
He looked carefully and saw that Chu Mo was walking in the middle. Obviously, he should be the head. He immediately ran over to ask.
Because Chu Mo's whole body was covered in robes, the waiter couldn't see his smile, so he just said slightly: "Hand in the mission!"
When the waiter heard this, it turned out that he was busy with the assignment and happily invited everyone to the counter nearby, where a staff member was in charge of registration.
"Please tell us the name of your group so we can record it!" the recorder asked very professionally.
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"Dark Night Mercenary Group!" Nabanik stepped forward and said, rolling his dead eyes.
Looking at Nabanik with dead fish eyes, Chu Mo was thinking why the Adventurer's Guild in Villa City would use such an image person as a staff member. Who knew that Nabanik owed money to the Adventurer's Guild?
, he had to work part-time to make up for it...otherwise, who would want him to work!
"Well, okay! This is a black cat mission. Please hand over the black cat!" The professional tone continued.
"Ahem...there is no black cat!" Nabanik said immediately, feeling very embarrassed.
"What? No?" the recorder asked in surprise.
"Yes, there is no black cat!" Nabanik nodded and replied.
"So the mission failed?" the recorder asked immediately.
"No, no, no, our mission has been completed and a necromancer was killed. However, this storyline is relatively long..." Nabanik explained hurriedly.
Zeng Xiaoren on the side also hurriedly stepped forward to explain.
With these two living treasures, explanations are naturally superfluous. Obviously, the addition of their explanations makes this matter even more complicated!
So it was so noisy that all the mercenaries who were drinking and chatting there heard it.
A dissatisfied mercenary drank a few glasses of wine and said slightly drunkenly: "A group of F-level rookies can't even complete a rubbish mission, haha!"
What he said was so good that most of the mercenaries next to him started laughing loudly.
The grumpy Hans was the first to be dissatisfied, and was about to walk towards the mercenary who was speaking. Chu Mo quickly took a step forward, blocked the somewhat angry Hans, and said softly: "Don't cause trouble!"
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Hearing Chu Mo's words, Hans didn't dare to do anything, but he glared at the mercenary who spoke with a pair of bull's eyes. If looks could kill, I believe Hans's bull's eyes would have killed that mercenary.
The talking mercenary has been killed thousands of times!
Nabanik and Zeng Xiaoren were still explaining there. Nabalu and Cady stood casually aside, cleaning their swords and talking about some recent experiences in swordsmanship. Doudou leaned aside and closed his eyes, maybe sleeping. Chu
Mo and Xue Leng watched all this, standing aside without moving.
Hans still stared at the mercenaries talking loudly over there.
At this moment, he seemed to see Hans staring at him with an unhappy look on his face. The mercenary deliberately wanted to find trouble. He raised a glass of wine and said loudly to Hans: "Haha! I wish your rookie army success and failure."
Mission, and wish you continue to fail, haha..."
As he finished speaking, the mercenaries in the entire room laughed crazily, and some even sprayed wine.
"tmd..." Hans' strong body was trembling violently.
"It seems that these mercenaries have drunk too much and need to exercise." Chu Mo said softly to himself.
"I'm done, do you understand?" Zeng Xiaoren exhaled and asked the recorder who was still confused.
"Idiot, he obviously didn't understand what you said!" Nabanik shouted from the side.
"Hey, a bunch of rookie brats, how dare you come to mess with mercenaries even if you don't have all your hair, haha! Go home and get some milk!" A mercenary whistled and shouted.
Another fat mercenary even exposed his shirt, squeezed his big breasts and shouted: "Here, let me drink some milk for you, haha!"
A group of mercenaries laughed brazenly.
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"I think they need to stretch their muscles. Guys, you can use them to warm up!" Chu Mo said softly from the side.
"What a great idea!" Hans on the side was already eager to try it and immediately replied loudly.
"Looks like we're going to get into trouble again, oh...poor man!" Zeng Xiaoren mourned silently.
"Combining practical combat with theory!" The cold Nabalu held his sword and said to Cady.
"Haha, not bad!" Cady nodded, shook his long sapphire hair, put the sword on his waist, stood up, glanced at most of the mercenaries in the room, and said softly.
"Haha! The rookie army wants to fight with us? Brothers, who wants to compete with them?" A drunken mercenary man shouted loudly.
"You can drown them with saliva, haha!" the fat mercenary laughed.
"Then go out! Well... maybe the door of this union is too small, I have a way!" Chu Mo said softly, his voice was very low, but everyone in the room could hear it.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Mo didn't move. The whole room began to shake violently. Everyone was unsteady and began to stagger around. Only the people in the Dark Night Mercenary Group did not change. They were still standing there casually.
, seems to be accustomed to all this.
About five seconds later, when the mercenaries got up and looked around, they all took a cold breath, and some of them shouted: "Oh my God!"
What's going on? Please read the next chapter!
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