Sigg looked confused and hesitated to speak. Now he was very confused.
We can’t mess around in the plains anymore, should we go back to the Beihai Islands?
He didn't want to just go back in despair, he also wanted to achieve something successful and prove that he was no worse than his cousin who became the Pirate King.
But he was a little hesitant about doing things for Renn. On the one hand, it was because Renn had just cheated him and he had a grudge.
On the other hand, he wasn't sure if hanging out with Renne would bring him money... well, a future.
To be honest, if he could make money, Sigurd wouldn't mind working for others. He was out here just to be popular and drink spicy food.
He couldn't stand the weather at sea, so he didn't hug his cousin Jack's thigh. He wasn't very brave.
When Ren saw this, he quickly activated his magical skill of deception and sighed: "I know you are angry, but I have done my best.
I went out of my way to remind you the afternoon before yesterday that even if you don't join my army, you can still escape on your own.
Now, there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of you - hang out with me, and I guarantee you will be ten times better than being a gang boss here!"
Ren felt that he was quite kind. Omar knew the inside story better than him, and he did not remind Zoro to be careful when going out.
In fact, Renn was a little suspicious that Omar and Lao Goat were able to provide support so quickly last night because they were using Zoro as bait.
However, they may not have expected that the ghoul clan would react so violently when the ghost hands were cold, and even sent out the Duke of Darkness, causing the encirclement and suppression plan to come to nothing.
His eyes flickered, and Xige glanced at Wen Xi. He couldn't make up his mind and asked, "What do you think?"
Wen Xi stuffed the shelled tea eggs into his mouth and said inarticulately: "Brother... we... have never made so much money this time."
He paused and swallowed the "priceless" tea eggs with milk.
Scratching his head, Wen Xi said a little embarrassedly: "Brother, I don't want to live the hard life like before. I want to eat big meals, drink champagne, and have ten whores a night!"
Sigg looked very embarrassed after hearing this. Like Isam, he didn't know how to run a business, let alone make money.
The Ax Gang is really poor. The last time Renn defeated Sigurd and searched for trophies, not even mentioning the mace, he didn't even get enough 100 gold coins!
It seemed that he had made up his mind. With a bang, Sigg slapped the table and stared at Ren with a serious tone: "What you said is true. Next year in the Principality of Ron, I can make more than this time."
How much money?!"
Susanna and Garcia also set their sights on Renne, hanging out with others, really hoping for a better future.
They were all independents before. In addition to being accustomed to freedom, they were also unable to join large organizations because they were not talented enough.
In fact, the threshold for the four major organizations is very high. Renn was able to join the Demon Hunter Association because he was regarded as a "born awakened person" and could easily get in.
Ren showed an enigmatic smile. Plans can never keep up with changes. He confidently said: "You don't have to wait until next year, there is a good opportunity to make a fortune now!"
"what chance?"
Susanna asked curiously, and then she learned that Sigg had actually earned 5,000 gold coins this time.
As for Garcia, his eyes are red. God, this is 5,000 gold coins. He wants to rob Sigg.
Renn did not answer, but looked at Sigg and Wen Xi: "You two, let me know whether you want to join us or not. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop."
After thinking for a while, Sigg sighed: "Okay, I'll join the team. Now, you are my boss."
"Me too." Wen Xi also expressed his position directly.
Renn smiled slightly, it was not easy, and finally the team was put together.
There are obvious advantages to joining a big force, but there are also disadvantages. Some things that are inconvenient to deal with naturally need to be handled by your hands.
"Boss, now, can you tell me about the opportunity to make a fortune right now?" Sig looked at Renne eagerly and asked tentatively.
Ren coughed slightly, stood up, and said loudly: "It's not urgent, I will explain it later.
Now, it’s time to give our organization a name. If you have any ideas, please feel free to speak out.”
Everyone was silent for a while, thinking about a good name.
At this time, Wen Xi suddenly raised his hand, and everyone turned their attention to him. He said a little embarrassedly: "How about the Ax Gang?"
Although Seago has disbanded the gang, he still has a soft spot for the name.
'Hello, I am Lane, the boss of the Ax Gang.'
Ren quickly shook his head, rubbish the name, and made specific requirements: "First of all, the name of the organization should not be too arrogant. For example, if you call me the Nitian Gang, won't you be afraid of getting beaten when you go out?
Secondly, it should not be too vulgar, such as Fried Chicken Gang or Ax Gang, which will give people an uneducated feeling.
The name must be high-end and classy, or low-key, luxurious and connotative!”
Sigg drank a glass of milk and suddenly had an idea: "Justice brings money quickly, why not call it the Justice League?"
Garcia's eyes lit up and he patted his thigh: "This is good, high-end and classy!"
Susanna and Wen Xi also nodded, but Ren's expression was very strange.
Justice League, also known as "Superman and his thigh pendants."
After shaking his head, Ren looked at Sigurd with a strange look.
Seeing him, Sigg's scalp went numb and he said in a trembling voice: "Boss, I don't have that kind of hobby. If you make such an excessive request, I would rather die than comply!"
Nonsence!
Who the hell is a gay? Ignoring the weird looks from everyone, Ren was just shocked.
He was sure it was just a coincidence, and Sigg was not from Earth.
"Calling the Justice League is actually very arrogant. Let's change it to something more low-key." Renn rejected the proposal.
He didn't want to use this name because the Steam League's informal name is the Justice League.
It’s very interesting. Both the Church of Light and the Steam Alliance call themselves the Just Order camp instead of the Good Order camp. There is naturally a reason for this.
Susanna pouted, held her chin with her hands, and said casually: "If you want to keep a low profile, how about calling us the Black Organization?"
Garcia praised: "Very good, low-key luxury and connotation!"
There is no black organization in the world. When there are more undercover people, it becomes a black organization.
Thinking of this, Ren shuddered and stared at Susanna faintly: "Do you think I didn't die quickly enough? Tell me, are you the undercover sent by the 7th Bureau?"
"What?"
Susanna looked confused: "If I can join the 7th game, do I need to hang out with you?"
"This name doesn't work, let's change it!"
Ren shook his head and refused decisively. He was joking. Did he think he was Gin? Even though the organization was half an undercover agent and half a waste, he could still make a living.
"Boss, I'm not satisfied with this or that. What do you want?"
Seeing that the name she had racked her brains to come up with was rejected, Susanna said angrily.
With a confident smile, he actually had already thought of a name: "We are──Sand Sculpture Protection Association!"