Princess Against the World

Wan Cheng and the others' heads hooked even more!

They were also curious about the backstage of the mercenary union, but that group of people seemed to be jumping out of the ground, without the slightest clue to find out, what could they do? !

Raising his head hoarsely, Wan Cheng responded cautiously: "The rudder... Otherwise, let's beg the higher-ups..."

"Snapped!"

Before the words finished, the teacup next to Jiang Zhi flew over.

"Do you think that our Longhe sub-helm is not enough, and the troubles are not big enough, so you want to find something for us to do!? The higher-ups are still investigating the killing of Elder Jia, and we don't have any stench Take it clean, and you still want to make a fuss?!"

If he hadn't spent a lot of money to buy Pang Lu and Gongsun Zhi, and let them act as guarantors, proving that Jia Shan's death had nothing to do with him, he would have been taken to the chief helm to be buried with Jia Shan at this time!

Fortunately, these people are still thinking of alarming the people at the main helm.

"All of them are brainless things. Even if we get nothing from this matter, we must not disturb the chief helm!"

"Yes yes yes..." Wan Cheng and the others responded quickly.

Jiang Yi cursed a few more words in displeasure, the more he watched them the more furious he became, and impatiently waved them all down.

Looking at the notice in his hand, Jiang Yi felt a slight pain.

I originally wanted to dig out the origins of these people, and report the meritorious deeds to the general helm, so as to relieve myself of the crime of not doing enough to protect Jiashan.

But I didn't expect to get nothing!

"snort!"

With an angry snort, he tore the notice in his hand to pieces.

"A group of useless things, even a single person can't figure it out! I have to come forward in person!!"

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Mercenary union.

Backyard study.

Ling Luoyu sat at the table, looking at the thick stack of case books in front of her in a very speechless manner.

"What's this?!"

Feng Chenglin was a little depressed: "Didn't I tell you? The mercenaries we recruited these days!!"

He clattered casually and pulled out one of them.

"I registered each of them based on their cultivation base, family background, age habits, and skills they are good at! Look, this is a volume of cultivation bases such as Xuanshen..."

Ling Luoyu glanced at it casually and pushed it away.

"Fatty, you can take care of these things, don't tell me!"

Seriously, the last thing she likes is managing the messy chores.

Not to mention, Fatty has talent in this area.

He is very sensitive to numbers. It can be said that all mercenaries recorded by him will be firmly remembered in his mind according to the classification.

"I'll take care of it?" Feng Chenglin was startled: "Then what are you doing?!"

"Leng Lian and I have something to do, anyway, you know the details and the rules of the game! As long as you can decide, you can decide for yourself!"

Ling Luoyu stuffed all the brochures into Feng Chenglin's arms, and sent them out like a plague god.

"As for what these people do and how much commission they charge, that's up to you alone, don't ask me! Of course, if you don't have enough money, ask me again..."

"But……"

Before Feng Chenglin finished speaking, the door closed in front of him with a "slap", almost hitting his nose.

Looking at the pamphlet in his arms, Feng Chenglin felt even more aggrieved: "If you don't want to take care of it, why did you ask for trouble and set up this mercenary union?!"

It's all right now, things are getting up, and she thinks it's troublesome again, and she actually becomes the shopkeeper, but he is exhausted like a dog!