In the end, after Xiong Da was beaten up by Feng Tie, he dismissed a dozen "elite soldiers" he brought back. In order to compensate for everyone's wasted time, Xiong Da had no choice but to give everyone twenty
Damage fee for copper coins.
Xiong Da, holding a big bag on his head, cried to Luofu: "My young master is too violent. I have been working hard all morning. Why are you beating me for no reason? General Luofu, you don't even try to persuade me."
Luofu: "Persuasion? It took all my strength to hold back from rushing forward and beating you together. You should be happy!"
Xiong Da: "..."
Luo Fu said with a smile: "Don't trouble your young master here. Come on, I'll teach you a way to get rid of the crime. Now you go to the Other Shore Chamber of Commerce to find Miss Yolanda, and tell Feng Tie to send her a message...
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Yolanda jumped up happily after learning that Feng Tie would continue to entrust the Bi'an Chamber of Commerce to auction his scimitar. When Xiong Da said that Feng Tie was in a hurry to use money, Yolanda quickly ordered Tiger to take it out.
10,000 gold coins, and several more people were sent over with Xiong Da to help Feng Tie.
After receiving a huge amount of funds, Feng Tie felt that his back suddenly straightened up. Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. Under the vigorous publicity of the Chamber of Commerce, mercenaries who came to apply for the job flocked in.
"Hey, why are you squeezing? It's you. What about you?" Feng Tie pointed at a little boy with snot dripping from his nose and burrowed into the crowd: "How old are you this year?"
"I'm nineteen years old!" The little boy looked at Feng Tie timidly and sucked back the snot from his nose.
"Ah, you are nineteen years old." Feng Tie said in a persuasive manner, "You are quite mature now. Are there anyone else in your family?"
"Yes, yes!" The little boy jumped for joy and counted on his fingers, "There are also parents, uncles, uncles, uncles, and sisters at home..."
"Then how old are you, sister?" Feng Tie asked in a persuasive manner.
"My sister is fourteen years old this year!" the little boy replied proudly.
"Get out!" Feng Tie was furious.
Little boy: "...wuwuwuwu, the secret is exposed."
Feng Tie angrily sat down at the registration desk. A burly man with tattoos in the middle of the team caught his attention.
"Hey, I'm talking about you, the gangster with two big sharks tattooed on his legs. Come here!" Feng Tie's eyes lit up.
Hearing this, Brother Jianghu crossed the long queue, walked to the table at the registration desk, stood upright, and stomped the ground heavily with one foot.
With a bang, Feng Tie felt the ground tremble.
Feng Tie thought to himself that he had picked up a treasure this time. He must be an elite member of a famous mercenary group. Judging from the situation, he was a powerful warrior.
"Well, I want to ask you this, young master." Feng Tie asked arrogantly, with the ugly face of a nouveau riche, "Which mercenary group are you from?"
"To tell you what my lord, I didn't join the mercenary group, I'm just a defender of order in the local city!"
"Ah?" Feng Tie was surprised, "Are you an urban management officer?"
The tattooed man scratched his head: "I don't know what the adults mean by urban management. I'm just responsible for whether the vendors in the market are operating legally or whether they pay taxes on time."
"Ah, I understand." Feng Tie suddenly realized.
"Isn't this just the urban management? Brother, you are too modest. I wonder what the two ferocious-looking fishes tattooed on your calf have an allusion to. You must have experienced painful struggles that ordinary people have never experienced before!" Fengtie Bagua
asked.
"That's it." Brother Jianghu's eyes moved to his calf. On both sides of his calf, there was a tattoo of a big shark with a ferocious face and a mouth full of terrifying fangs. The two sharks were red and black, and the left leg had a fish head.
Upward, with the right leg facing down, the fish head is facing down, the shape is powerful and the face is eye-catching!
The urban management brother sat on the chair in front of the registration desk, put his hands in his hair and began to tell painfully: "I was born in a poor small town next to the imperial capital..."
The important people present stopped the noise and crowding in unison, and all pricked up their ears to listen quietly to his description of the bloody storm that was about to happen.
The urban management elder brother silently narrated: "It was November in the Gregorian calendar of the Wolf Kingdom, a season of snowflakes, and I was lucky enough to be a Pisces..."
"Get out!" Feng Tie's face was completely twisted together. He pushed away the mysterious urban management officer, strode to a strong man with a big "knife" tattooed on his arm, and pulled the strong man with all his strength.
Han's arms dragged him out of the group.
"Don't tell me that you got a tattoo with the word "knife" because you are the zodiac sign of "knife, okay?" Feng Tie yelled.
The strong man was frightened by Feng Tie's sad and angry look, and said tremblingly: "No, no, no."
"Very good." Feng Tie finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the long registration queue with a strong expression, patted the strong man on the shoulder and encouraged: "Tell me, you must be a person who has been through the battlefield and has a lot of experience.
A swordsman with an ordinary story!"
There were two lines of tears on the strong man's face: "I am not a swordsman, dear sir!"
The strong man stroked the crooked tattoo on his arm, as if he was caught in a painful memory: "I originally wanted to get a tattoo of the word 'endure', but the tattoo was too painful. I couldn't stand it until the word 'knife' was tattooed."
Well, actually, the elder brother and I are in the same unit, he is in charge of Dongcheng District, and I am in charge of Xicheng District..."
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Feng Tiefei kicked the strong man on the butt hard, angrily walked to Luofu who was gloating about his misfortune and said sadly: "You guys go ahead, I think the position of recruitment officer is not suitable for me, I want to go back and rest for a while
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…
"Wow!"
Feng Tie dumped all the iron items in the black package on the bed, then fumbled for some things from his arms and threw them into the pile of iron items. All these items were placed on top of a gleaming scimitar, forming a huge pile of items.
Caltrops, triangular nails, hand crossbows, gunpowder, I love a stick of firewood, a dog-leg knife, uh, and a bottle of adult vampire blood that General Luofu returned to me.
Feng Tie narrowed his eyes, like a lustful ghost admiring the delicate body of a peerless beauty. The unique light in the eyes of the offspring of the cross between Grandet and Plyushkin emanated from his eyes.
"These are my most precious treasures!" Feng Tie stroked the pile of things lovingly.
Feng Tie's thoughts are not exaggerated. These are things that do not belong to this world. If you take out any of them, it will set off a wave of competition on the mainland, except for those two packs of shameful medicinal powders.
Feng Tie couldn't help but think: If he has had enough of such a precarious life, can he use this auction to gather a lot of wealth and find a quiet place to live a wealthy life without competing with the world.
But Feng Tie quickly gave up this unrealistic idea.
Not to mention that he has been deeply involved in this endless national conspiracy, just the responsibilities that he has shouldered since coming to this world that keep popping up in Feng Tie's mind make him blame himself:
The seemingly indifferent father selects the most elite soldiers in the family's private army over and over again, repeatedly urging them to protect themselves, the most famous playboy and prodigal son in the useless imperial capital, even if they risk their own lives; the kind mother watches her watch.
The reluctant eyes as the team walked into the endless virgin forest; Linda and Lucy shyly exposed their white and attractive chests on the bed, constantly moaning that the young master must come back peacefully; and Emma waved
Holding the greasy handkerchief, he threw a whole mutton chop at Feng Tie's luxury carriage with all his strength and cried in his eyes.
These scenes are deeply imprinted on Feng Tie's heart that continuously delivers blood and nutrients to every cell in the body.
Feng Tie sat on the ground and murmured to himself towards a lot of dark things on the bed: "Don't worry, since I came to this world and gained so many feelings that haunt me, I won't
I will die so easily and let everyone down. Waiting for my return, father, mother, Linda and Lucy, and my beloved Emma, I will definitely come back safely!"
Feng Tie wiped his tears, threw himself on the bed and started frantically organizing the belongings on the bed.
You can put away the intoxicating drugs and aphrodisiacs. Well, these are insignificant things. Yolanda has promised to take this scimitar to her chamber of commerce for auction. What about these hidden weapons? Well, although they are in this continent
This is the first time it has appeared, but as long as someone has seen it once, they will imitate it. There is no technical content.
In the end, there was only this bottle of Count Nicholas' blood left, a whole bottle. What should I do?
Feng Tie pondered for a long time, and finally he rummaged through the boxes and found a relatively clean glass bottle, carefully poured a drop of viscous blood into it, and kept the remaining bottle of blood in himself with great care.
's arms.
"That's good. I hope I will get a good harvest in that grand auction tomorrow!" Feng Tie murmured.
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The recruitment activity has ended. Luofu and the guard captain have recruited enough mercenaries under a strong financial offensive. Each of these mercenaries has their own specialties. Everyone is a master in their own mercenary group.
With no time conflict between the promised recruitment mission and this mercenary event, a hundred mercenaries dispersed in a hurry and rushed to the street to celebrate this rare event. While curious, Luofu looked at
With the support of two soldiers, Feng Tie and Xiong Da took to the streets to experience this once-in-a-decade mercenary feast.
At this time, all the mercenaries gathered in Dema City took to the streets. Their only destination was the central square of Dema City, where stood a statue of the mercenary king Guy Long made entirely of gold.
Statue of Tor.
The Devil's Palace at the northernmost tip of the continent, the Hell of Heaven in the Fire Horse Kingdom, the Tower of Elements in the Fortune Teller Guild, and the Mercenary King's Statue in Dema City are the four miraculous buildings on the Green Sea Continent.
The reason why the statue of Longto is ranked fourth is because the top three buildings were not built by humans. Legends about them have been circulated among the people for thousands of years. Some people even suspect that they are ancient gods and demons.
Miracles left over from the great war.
Since the Green Sea Continent had a unified Gregorian calendar era, the Hell of Heaven and the Tower of Elements were officially recorded in the history of the continent for everyone to worship. The mysterious demon palace that no one could find out was because it swallowed
After more than a dozen teams jointly sent by various countries to explore the secrets, it was officially regarded as an absolute forbidden area by all countries in the mainland. Since then, no one has paid attention to it. Only all kinds of strange folklore have been circulated continuously and become the talk of people after dinner.
As for the statue of the Mercenary King in Dema City, although it is artificially carved, this does not affect its shocking shape and power to compete with the other three miracles.
The statue of the mercenary king was not built by Longto himself when he was still alive. Although Dou Wu, a poor soldier of the Wolf Kingdom at that time, gained huge wealth in the war of aggression, Longto was a man who had requirements for material life and external image.
He is a very low-level person who is only interested in the pleasure of victory in battles and conquests. He is an out-and-out war madman. He invests all the wealth he plundered into the army to take advantage of the increasingly powerful forces.
The weapons of war continue to expand their territory.
However, Longto was eventually besieged by the coalition forces and was unable to fly in the city of Dema. He had to lower his proud head and accept the bitter consequences of defeat. Then Longto collapsed under the strong military surveillance of various countries, and finally died in depression.
After all, this man who spent his whole life fighting is the ancestor of all mercenaries on the mainland. The mercenaries do not resent him because he once invaded their country. Everyone respects this man who has spent his whole life fighting with passion from the bottom of his heart.
And the respectable old guy who has the strength to burn his life.
When the Wolf Kingdom officially announced the death of Longto, all the mercenary organizations on the Green Sea Continent spontaneously gathered around Dema City to mourn this real man and refused to disperse for a long time.
In the end, after a short discussion, the representatives of each mercenary group decided to donate the commissions from all the missions their mercenary group had accepted in the past year, and express themselves by creating a gorgeous golden statue for the eternal king in their hearts.
of respect.
At that time, there were more than a thousand mercenary groups of various sizes on the entire Green Sea Continent, not including some underground killer organizations and lone bounty hunters. Everyone donated a staggering astronomical figure.
The gold exchanged for this wealth was piled in the central square of Delma City and even lit up the night sky of the entire city as bright as day.
After the continuous transportation and smelting of tens of thousands of slaves, master carvers who were invited from all over the continent at high prices spent five years to carve this pile of gold into a statue of Longto, which was hundreds of meters tall.
meters, it would take dozens of strong men hugging each other to form a circle around the base of the statue.
Longto's soul seems to be hidden in this miracle made of gold. He raises his proud head and looks at all living beings. His tough face is always slightly raised, with a trace of unwillingness and disdain, and his deep eyes
Looking sideways at the clouds in the sky.
The moment the statue was built, there was a crowd of mercenaries inside and outside the city. These men who licked blood from their swords suddenly pulled out their weapons and placed them on their chests to pay the highest respect to their great mercenary king.
Just like this moment, Feng Tie and Luo Fu were wrapped in the surging crowd. They were infected by the vast scene and solemn atmosphere in front of them, and they couldn't help but give a solemn military salute and clang swords towards the height of 100 meters.
The sound of unsheathing was heard endlessly, and each mercenary held his weapon across his chest and paid homage devoutly like his ancestors.
Longtuo silently accepted that only such a man who has achieved nirvana in the constant baptism of iron and blood can withstand such worship from all directions. Such a person is the king.