After listening to the middle-aged receptionist's explanation, Baroque immediately understood what happened, just as Zhang Yunfeng said before.
Although Zhang Yunfeng released the corpse of the monster and crushed the mercenaries, he had certainly done it before. However, he had already warned the mercenaries in advance to get out of the way, but the mercenaries did not listen and even scolded and accused him.
, and later even launched an attack. If we really count, it should be their mercenaries who are at fault.
Seeing that his excuse for the attack was gone, Baroque immediately put on a smile and said with a smile: "That's what happened! Zhang Yunfeng, don't worry, I will teach those little guys a lesson later and vent my anger on your behalf."
Although Baroque wanted to clean up Zhang Yunfeng in his heart, on the surface he had to put on a smile. It wasn't that he didn't want to clean up Zhang Yunfeng, but that he couldn't.
Putting aside the racial competition, Zhang Yunfeng still needs to support the situation and take the lead. What happened today is clearly the fault of their mercenary union. If he dares to teach Zhang Yunfeng a lesson, not only will he himself be left behind by an old abandoner.
Even a small notoriety will affect the reputation of the mercenary union.
Moreover, he was quite afraid of Zhang Yunfeng's blackmail skills. In order to let this kid compete for Rockwell Royal Academy of Magical Martial Arts, he and Brutz, two saint-level masters, had a hard time talking to each other in the academy.
After exhausting everything, this kid had to knock off a few treasures before he was done. Now if this kid catches the opportunity, with Zhang Yunfeng's vindictive personality, it would be weird if he doesn't blackmail him violently! So he can only
Let's cut through the mess quickly and settle this matter before Zhang Yunfeng speaks.
Zhang Yunfeng was naturally clear about Baroque's calculations. However, he had no interest in worrying about trivial matters now. He asked Baroque, "Aren't you the vice president of the Royal Academy of Magical Martial Arts? Why are you here again?
As the president of the mercenary union? The same goes for old man Brutz. Are the deans of the Royal Academy of Magic and Martial Arts too idle and looking for work outside?"
Seeing that Zhang Yunfeng was no longer pursuing the mercenaries, Baroque breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "That's not true. The real situation is exactly the opposite of what you think."
"on the contrary?"
"That's right!" Baroque said, stroking his gray beard; "Bruce and I were originally the presidents of the Magic Guild and the Mercenary Guild. We were later invited by His Majesty Austin to concurrently serve as presidents of the Royal Academy of Magical Martial Arts.
In principle, my official position is as the president of the Mercenary Union. The deputy president of the Royal Academy of Magic and Martial Arts is just a professional title for me, and I usually have nothing to do.
That is to say, when the freshmen are admitted, Brutz and I will go to the Royal Academy of Magic and Martial Arts to see if there are any good talents worth exploring. The rest of the time, we stay in our respective guilds and rarely go to the academy.
Take a walk.”
After listening to Baroque's explanation, Zhang Yunfeng realized that the two deans were, to put it bluntly, similar to those honorary academicians in the previous life of the university. Although they held the title of academician, they seldom took care of things and even rarely showed up.
, not even a polished commander. No wonder he happened to bump into the Magic Guild and the Mercenary Guild when he came to visit them. This is their old territory of love.
"By the way, Zhang Yunfeng, what are you doing in the mercenary union? Didn't you just agree to be a tutor in the academy? Why are you now a mercenary? Do you want to regret it?" As he spoke, his eyes widened.
With one glare, he even used the momentum of a saint-level powerhouse, a typical example of using "power" to suppress others.
But Zhang Yunfeng is not afraid of this. In the final analysis, the momentum of a strong man is just an application of mental power. With his current strength of level nine, coupled with the assistance of the mental chip and the conscious mental body Xiao Jiujiu, if it is Brutz
He might not be able to parry this high-level holy magician's attack, but it would be a piece of cake to deal with the aura of Baroque, a sword master with weak mental power.
"Old man Ba, I just went to the mercenary union to hand in a task, so why should I be so nervous?" Zhang Yunfeng said with a smile, completely ignoring his imposing manner.
Seeing that his momentum was not as strong as Zhang Yunfeng's, Baloch put away his momentum and continued to ask, "Do you want to hand in tasks? See for yourself what kind of trouble you have caused our union." As he said this,
He pointed to the unsightly pools of vomit on the ground.
Zhang Yunfeng rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "This only shows that the people in your union are not of good quality! It's none of my business, and it's not my fault."
"This" Baroque was stunned by what he said and couldn't go on. But when he saw the mercenary badge placed in front of the middle-aged receptionist's counter, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Aren't you also a mercenary?"
Soldier? So, your quality may not be much better."
"I am just a young mercenary who has just joined the industry, how can I influence other people in the mercenary union?" Zhang Yunfeng said teasingly; "I am sure that the high-level leaders of the union are not very qualified, and they lead to bad results. This will lead to
The mercenaries below are following the same example, making the entire union a mess."
As soon as Zhang Yunfeng said these words, Baroque was immediately furious. There was no one higher up in the union, in the entire mercenary union, than him, so why not talk about him? This guy was obviously criticizing Huai, and he was doing it in front of him.
Come to scold.
"Boy, do you have any tasks to hand over? Hand them over quickly and get out of here right away." Barok said angrily. Just now, the middle-aged receptionist only gave an overview of the matter and did not explain it to Barok in detail, so he did not
It is clear what tasks Zhang Yunfeng has to hand over.
"Originally, I was here to hand in the task. If it weren't for those unimportant people who got in the way, I would have finished the task and gone home to sleep. You think you are comfortable in this union! I don't care." Zhang Yunfeng snorted.
, turned his head and stopped looking at Baroque.
Baroque was so angry that he glared at the middle-aged receptionist and motioned for him to move faster so that Zhang Yunfeng could finish the task and get out early so as not to be an eyesore here.
The middle-aged receptionist was glared at by this sword master, and his body trembled involuntarily, but the movements of his hands were faster. He completed all the procedures in three or two minutes, and then said to Zhang Yunfeng; "Please, please
Take out the mission items so that I can log out of the mission and collect the reward for you."
Zhang Yunfeng smiled slightly when he heard this, waved his right hand, and the body of the green-scaled ground python with a slight fishy smell appeared again in the empty space at the reception desk. Of course, he had avoided the pools of vomit, and he didn't want to let those
Dirty things come into contact with your trophies.
"The green-scaled python, it turned out to be a green-scaled python!" Barok looked at the huge five-six-meter-long snake corpse in front of him. The look of watching the show on his face had long since disappeared, and he exclaimed; "The green-scaled python is...
The best among the ninth-level monsters, its strength is no worse than that of ordinary saint-level human beings. Even I can't guarantee that I can kill it. How did you do it?"
"I'm a genius, can't I?" Zhang Yunfeng said coaxingly. He would not be stupid enough to tell the truth to Baroque.
"Hmph! I admit that you are a genius, but no matter how talented you are, you still can't kill this level nine green-scaled python." Barok snorted coldly; "The fatal power of this green-scaled python is obviously the wind element.
Holy level magic 'Dimensional Wind Blade'. Although you are also a wind magician, you are only a junior magician now. It is impossible to release holy level magic. You should hurry up and recruit this green-scaled python for me.
How did you get it?"
"You don't allow me to kill this big guy with a holy magic scroll!" Zhang Yunfeng argued forcefully.
"Stop talking nonsense. A holy-level magic scroll costs at least several million gold coins. You don't look like a rich man. How can you kill a ninth-level magic beast with a scroll that costs millions of gold coins?" Barok said.
"I picked up this green-scaled ground python, so that's okay!" Zhang Yunfeng said. What he said this time was the truth. To him, this green-scaled ground python is really the same as a picked-up one.
There is no difference.
Baroque glared at him fiercely and said, "You can also pick up ninth-level monsters, so brag! If the corpses of such high-level monsters can be picked up casually, why can't I pick them up?"
"This is a problem with your character!" Zhang Yunfeng said casually.
"You" In terms of eloquence, Baroque, an old man who is already over fifty years old, may not be able to catch up with Zhang Yunfeng, a time-travelling man, even if he gets on a shuttle. The old man is arguing with Zhang Yunfeng. He is just uncomfortable because of nothing. He is obviously looking for abuse. But Baroque is also
He is not a jobber. Don't forget that he is also the president of the mercenary union. He snorted coldly and said, "Boy, if you don't explain the origin of this green-scaled ground python clearly, be careful I won't let you."
Complete this mission.”
"It seems that the mercenary union does not have the rule that stipulates that the items used by mercenaries to complete tasks must be hunted by the mercenaries themselves, right?" Zhang Yunfeng rolled his eyelids and said nonchalantly: "Even if this green-scaled python is
, I didn’t kill him myself, and you, President, have no reason to stop me from completing this task. Unless you want people to say that you, the President, use your power for personal gain and avenge your personal vengeance, I guess you don’t want that either, right?”
"You!!" Barok was so angry that Zhang Yunfeng was speechless.
"What's yours?" Zhang Yunfeng said calmly; "Old man Ba, stop talking nonsense and help me dig out the gallbladder of this green-scaled python! I, a weak magician, can't break through this.
It’s just a big guy’s defense. Can you, a master swordsman like you, help me?”
When Baroque heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he took out his two-handed sword from the space ring. He poured the sword master's purple fighting spirit into the sword, and then slashed at the green-scaled python on the ground with one sword.
abdomen.
He raised his sword and lowered it, and a fist-sized hole suddenly appeared in the belly of the green-scaled python.
Baroque stabbed the snake's belly a few more times with his two-handed sword, then put away his two-handed sword, dug his hand into the snake's belly, and pulled out a green-black snake gallbladder, about the size of a baby's head, densely covered with bloodshot eyes.
Baroque held the snake gall that looked like a large black pearl and said to Zhang Yunfeng, "I will give this snake gall to His Majesty Austin for you. You just wait for His Majesty's summons to reward it!"
"I don't have to worry about you doing the work. Let's leave it as it is. I'll leave first and let me know if anything happens." Zhang Yunfeng nodded towards him and said.
"Boy, get out of here! Every time I see you, something will happen to you, so hurry up and leave!" Baroque gave the eviction order without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunfeng smiled softly and did not argue with him. He easily put away the green-scaled ground python that had been slashed in the abdomen by Baroque, and walked out of the mercenary union slowly.
Now that everything he could do was done, there was nothing he could do, so he walked slowly towards the hotel...