Zhang Jinyang stood in front of this chaotic bar, no matter how orderly the city is, these guys called "cleaners" will not lose their source of livelihood - there are always people who need to spend money to deal with some people and things that they can't handle by themselves.

"Sister Margaret's girls pay for school at will? What does that mean?"

Zhang Jinyang pondered for a while, but he still didn't understand, but he didn't delay him to find the people he wanted, these scavengers were very much in line with his plan, and only the fact that he needed to recruit and transform them himself was unpleasant.

The bartender at the bar was a handsome young man, but his beard and thick glasses concealed his appearance, and after glancing at the strange people around him, Zhang Jinyang nodded and understood the bartender's concerns - if he cleaned himself up, then he would definitely change from "poof" to "huh".

A ten-beauty knife was neatly pushed towards the bartender, and Zhang Jinyang's thick noodle accent did not live up to his disguise today: "A glass of whiskey, pure, and then, I want to find a few guys, what do you recommend." ”

The bartender handed over the wine: "That's not enough, (Zhang Jinyang neatly pushed over the four) Oh, friend, from the moment you entered the door, you knew that you were a big customer, what do you want? Wade, Buck, and Leffield are all good at taking charge of their own needs, and they can meet any of your requirements—really any request." ”

Facing the bartender's nervous dry smile, Zhang Jinyang was unmoved: "What I need is long-term manpower, you know, once it comes to long-term, then the most important ......"

In the long voice that Zhang Jinyang deliberately pulled, the bartender took over the conversation very cleverly: "Confidentiality, yes, big bosses like people with strict mouths, Wade Wilson, Buck Stone, are good guys who never say business." ”

Zhang Jinyang nodded and left a business card: "I need more people, experience is the best, I will teach if I don't have experience, can there be people of different genders and skin colors? ”

The bartender quickly put away the Franklin under the business card, and the thick glasses under the bottle did not block the green light in his eyes: "Don't worry, sir, I promise they are all good hands, they are all hard stubble that has been on the death list for more than three months, but the asking price may be a little high, after all, this is a hammer deal, and they are always short of money." ”

Zhang Jinyang tilted his mouth and smiled noncommittally: "Who is not short of money, but a big deal will satisfy them, but I don't know if they like to travel or not." ”

The bartender looked at the strange business card in his hand and was a little dazed: "Of course it's okay to travel, but what does the badge on this business card mean?"

When he raised his head again, Zhang Jinyang was gone, this strange situation made his face a little pale, and he kept calling his beautiful waitress: "Kelly, did you see a big man in a suit here just now?"

The small waiter was not angry at all: "Of course, no one can see such a big lump standing there, but you guys are stunned by the business card, what kind of big man is it?"

The bartender breathed a sigh of relief, classifying her distraction as the after-effects of seeing this strange business card for the first time, but she was still not very reassured, although the people here were vulgar, they were all his benefactors, and they were all good feelings after a long time - that is, the price of the sale would be a little more expensive.

"There's a long life, but until then, who knows what this badge is all about? a fly on the front and a hungry mouth on the back?"

The bartender's loud question caused a burst of laughter, and some people laughed at him: "You should ask the college students this question, maybe you have to ask the nobles." ”

A low and hoarse voice was not loud, but it accurately passed through the crowd, so that everyone could hear: "Lord of the Flies, what are you talking about is a badge? This is not good news, he is definitely not looking for manpower for a good thing, this world is getting stranger and stranger, first the Horned Monarch, and now even the Lord of the Flies has come out, I heard that Mephisto is unscrupulous in the south, God, what has become of the North American Eagle, I want to save money to emigrate, and I don't want to live in this hellish place again." ”

The bartender looked at the corner in surprise: "Missionary, this is your pleadinge for a job interview, well, if you explain this Lord of the Flies carefully, someone will invite you for a drink, you all want this job, right? Long-term, confidential, out-of-town, big deal! Just booked Wade and Buck, because they are always generous and generous with me!"

The bartender finally loudly announced the mission information to everyone, which was rare, but the subsequent noise nearly tore off his roof and somewhat dispelled the fear in his heart.

Countless voices beat at people's eardrums, and if Daredevil was here, he would have started to convulse three streets away, but finally everyone figured out one thing, as long as the missionary shared the news of the big boss, and the people at the bar each invited him to a drink—it was enough to make him drunk, so the bartender graciously said that he could keep the wine in the bill, but the people had to pay for the drinks first.

The missionary was a short, fat man with a distinctive Jewish appearance that made him look more like a profiteer than a priest, but the metal necklace of his shirt through his chest suggests that the nickname was the one he had given in one of the troops—but it was present in every army, and the fact that the army needed these semi-professional priests to appease the soldiers' faith did not attest to the strength of the owner of the codename.

The little fat man was drunk and dazed, but his voice was not as inconspicuous as his appearance, but had a special mysterious feeling, desolate and hoarse, like a bard telling an ancient story in the desert: "You haven't heard of the Lord of the Flies, but what about the name Beelzebub? Ha, I heard the sound of someone snorting, yes, the Lord of the Flies is a great devil, he is considered to represent the gluttony of the seven deadly sins, he is an ancient and greedy devil monarch, but he does not have a badge to pass down, because he does not need it."

I haven't heard of his church for many years, probably ...... After the fifteenth century?

This is one of the oldest demons, so old that even Zeus, the king of all gods, has a name, 'The Fly Keeper', which is used to prove his might, and the Lord has been questioned about using his power to drive away diseases in his ministry, but the Lord has refuted it. ”

These words shook the bar to silence, and only tongue-twisting music filled with F, R, and S vibrated hoarsely, until a voice rang out: "You helped me book a place? Thank you, man, so it can get rid of disease? I wonder if cancer is okay." ”