Chapter Ninety-Eight: Looking for Trouble

Three lonely people sat together, Xing Zeyuan thought that he still had Henai, but in fact, he had no family like the people around him.

Xing Zeyuan and Gan Suo knew the story of Qian Ling, so they were very curious, his parents died for him, and he kept fleeing, how could he still be so happy? In fact, he just buried his sadness in the depths of his heart, and having someone by his side was already something he had hoped for in the noisy crowd in the past.

Xing Zeyuan agreed with Qian Ling's statement and put his arm around his shoulders, Gan Suo remained silent, and Qian Ling knew that he had mentioned his sadness, so he quickly changed the topic.

"When will I find the treasure?"

"Wait until spring! At least a month, today is the first of February, and we will set off in mid-March or early April. Guangqi Prefecture is relatively large, we are still far from the place marked on the map, Duan Qin and Xiao Fu are also there, when the time comes, we will take a carriage directly to the dock by the sea, and take a boat to the place where the treasure is. ”

"If only it were the same as the ruins this time. ”

Qian Ling held his face and looked at the quiet that Xue rarely had.

"Why?"

Maybe everyone will gain something next time. ”

"It's hard to say, and it's too dangerous. ”

"Strength, it's good to improve and improve. ”

"It's easy to say, haven't you also maintained the strength of a fifth-order spirit beast for a long time?"

"Spirit beasts are not the same as people, just like the inscriptions on your weapons, unlike the spells on the ruins we entered. ”

"Oh yo! I've been getting good at talking back lately! ”

"It was rare for me to deal with you before. ”

Xing Zeyuan doesn't like to grin unilaterally, because He Nai doesn't like it. When Xing Zeyuan was chatting with Qian Ling, Gan Suo didn't speak, and they had to pay attention.

"Brother Ganso, don't be melancholy!"

The thirty-seven-year-old man's hair was cut off on both sides, and there was no stubble on his face, but his gaze was a little cold. Domineering is a temperament that comes into being for men, but Ganso doesn't seem interested in it.

"Hmm~ I didn't think about those things, I don't think the Flame God Mercenary Group will let us go easily. We brought out all three inscriptions in the ruins. ”

"Worried about this?"

Qian Ling smiled disdainfully, a cold light shining in his eyes.

"If they dare to come, I will let them never go back. ”

"Endure what should be endured, should not be endured, but can't be ......"

"It's good to teach you a lesson, but you must not kill anyone. ”

Qian Ling learned from Xing Zeyuan's appearance, like an old man.

"How am I like this?"

"Almost!"

"Don't you write a letter to the people of Arbor City?"

"Arbor City?"

Qian Ling and Gan Suo looked at Xing Zeyuan, Gan Suo was Xing Zeyuan's first partner, and he was still clear about these things.

"Where I used to live, but I don't want to write to them, just leave them in suspense! ”

"It's fine. ”

Where should he go after those four years? Ganso watched as the snowflakes slowly fell, and finally lay on the ground, the dead silence was chilling.

"Sit!"

Bining walked in from the outside, and the broken courtyard and two cracked walls made the courtyard look a little embarrassed.

"Captain!"

Pinin pointed behind him with a thumbs up and frowned. Xing Zeyuan, who got up, pulled Bining from the snow into the eaves.

"Landlord?"

The old man with the cane wore a big cotton hat and a cotton protective belt to protect his ears, and the rickety old man walked anxiously and quickly, and said vaguely:

"Let's go!"

"Let's go?"

Xing Zeyuan bent down very politely, but the thin and short landlord raised his crutches and pointed out the door, and said angrily:

"Let's go!"

"Grandpa, we didn't mean it, the government will compensate you for the losses here, and we will also pay for them, you don't have to worry. ”

"Let's go!"

The old man's eyes were sunken, his dark face was full of wrinkles, and his forehead lines and nasolabial folds were as deep as if they had been cut with a sharp object. His attitude was a little excessive, and tears were about to pour out of his eyes.

Xing Zeyuan glanced at it, and couldn't guess his intentions.

"Good!"

Xing Zeyuan agreed first, it would be a sin to let the old man cry.

"Ask if everyone has written a letter?"

Xing Zeyuan turned his head and said to Ganso.

With a tap on his chin, as soon as Gan Suo opened Luo Tian's door, Duan Qin and Xiao Fu poked their heads out, and the old man's voice was not loud, but it still attracted their attention. Women are always more vigilant than people think, just like men don't like women to guess because women guess too accurately.

"What's wrong?"

"Little things. ”

Xing Zeyuan turned his head, and the rickety landlord stood in place and didn't understand, his eyes were blank, and he kept muttering "go" in his mouth. Exhaled, Xing Zeyuan ordered.

"Pack up!"

"Huh?"

Gan Suo in the corridor silently returned to his room, Luo Tianqiang held back his tears, wiped it twice and went out to see what was happening.

"Why?"

"I'll talk about it later! ”

Ten minutes later, they were standing in the snow and had no choice of where they were going. The old man hurried back to his lodgings after they left, and the big man let go of the knife around the child's neck and walked away as the old man hugged the child excitedly.

"As long as we force them into the mercenary house, the government will not be able to control us. ”

The big man had a knife tied all over his body, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"I'm sorry everyone, let's find another hotel to stay in. ”

"What's wrong, Captain?"

"The landlord didn't know why we had to leave. ”

"Maybe it's because the yard and walls have been destroyed, the old people! ”

Luo Tian's tone didn't blame him much, Mo said:

"But Commander, why are you giving him so much money?"

"Brother Mo, although you haven't wanted to stay at home since you were a child, there are some things you don't really understand. This old man is very poor at first glance, and we can't do much more, so we can only help here. ”

"Captain, you are so kind. ”

Xiao Fu said.

Scratching his head, Xing Zeyuan was a little embarrassed.

"It's all Duan Qin's money. ”

"It doesn't matter, the kindness of the head of the regiment is equal to our heart. ”

This feeling is so good, Xing Zeyuan thought that everyone would say something! After all, it was freezing and snowy, and the eight of them were standing on the huge street with backpacks on their backs and didn't know where to go. Many hotels have been closed for the winter, and they can't find a place to rest for the time being.

"Let's go to the mercenary's house!"

"Good!"

At first, they didn't go to the mercenary's house because the rickety old man was in front of the hospital with a sign for renting a yard, and now because he came back here.

"Distinguished guests, welcome!"

In the middle of winter, there is only one man and one woman in the mercenary house, and the man wears a crimson formal dress with a tie and a romantic knot. The big back comb is extremely standard, and when he saw Xing Zeyuan and them coming over, he hurriedly put down the work in his hand and applauded. The woman on one side was wearing a light blue skirt, standing elegantly in place and watching the man greet Xing Zeyuan and them.

"Uh...... Hello!"

Xing Zeyuan said hello, and the man who was pinned to the brooch in charge was a little surprised, and hurriedly said:

"Captain Xing Zeyuan, this is a little rusty. ”

"You know?"

Ganso asked in a low voice.

"I don't know. ”

"Captain Xing Zeyuan may be seeing me for the first time, but you must know my brother, Teji!"

"Tegi?"

"Something familiar. ”

Qian Ling thought hard, Xing Zeyuan only took a second, and then said:

"The head of the mercenary home in Sanzhou City?"

After encircling and suppressing the "Cunning Rabbit Trafficker Gang" and successfully advancing to the Star Mercenary Group, they had dinner together.

"Yes, yes, I'm his brother, Balachi. ”

Swipe your arms from your chest to the side and point to the couch to the side in a "please" gesture. Putting down their backpacks, the woman went to make tea, and Baraki sat with them and chatted.

"Captain Xing Zeyuan is carrying a backpack, is he going to live here?"

"Yes, yes!"

"No problem, I'll be able to pack up the room for everyone to move in right away. The Red Shield Mercenary Regiment is really good, but why haven't you taken on a mission for two months?"

Balaqi's emotional intelligence is not as good as Teji, and he is not as steady as him, but he is full of enthusiasm, although Xing Zeyuan is a little speechless, he will not snub him because of this.

"Something happened some time ago. ”

"Oooh!"

The door to the mercenary's house was kicked open, and thirteen men walked in. In the winter, no one is in a particularly good mood, and the door that makes a mountain noise bounces back a little in the snow. The eight members of the Red Shield Mercenary Group shot a very uncomfortable gaze, and the man at the head said:

"Hey, do you still have a room?"

"You should know that there are no rooms here. ”

Baraki stood up and tugged at the placket of his tuxedo.

"Baraki, your brother doesn't dare to talk to me like that when he sees me. ”

The man who spoke had his hair fried, and beside him stood two delicate women, leaning against him and letting him knead them.

"That's because my brother doesn't want to pay attention to you. ”

"Ahh

The strange laughter made Xing Zeyuan puzzled, what kind of person is this?

"Get out!"

The man suddenly stopped laughing, and when he scolded, Balaki also raised his voice angrily and said:

"Leader of the thug mercenary group, please respect yourself, you have been deprived of the right to live in the mercenary home, please don't ask for your own guilt. ”

"Scoundrel?"

Duan Qin and Xiao Fu didn't feel good when they heard the name.

"The seventh-ranked mercenary group of the Superstar Mercenary Group, there are five people in the group who can summon the Star God, the Leader Greve, and the Star God: Blood Droplets. ”

Xing Zeyuan glanced at them, and said lightly:

"At first glance, I'm looking for trouble. ”

Sure enough, Greve didn't have the quality to yell.

"I don't care, aren't there a few boys? Register in their names, we'll just take care of it. ”

"I'm sorry! ”

Xing Zeyuan got up, Qi Ling applauded behind him, and said coldly:

"It's a man!"

The man next to Greve, who was covered in knives, said:

"Boy, you can live here, but only if you ...... Hand over the Yuan Soul Sword. ”

The people of the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment immediately knew what was going on. Xing Zeyuan rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms to his chest.

"What if you don't give it?

The boy's blood boiled slowly, and he looked at Greve.

"I see that your kid is very unpleasant, let's have a fight!"

The scarlet star god in his body lit up, and then, the four people around him stepped forward, and different colors of light shone in their bodies. Grave stood in place, looking at the unmoved Xing Zeyuan and feeling unhappy.

"Hey, what do you mean you don't speak?"

"Why didn't you call them over?"

"Just you hairy boys, you don't need my people to do it. ”

Twisting his neck, the Red Shield Mercenary Group also stood up, and Qian Ling was stopped by Xing Zeyuan. Grave smacked and mocked:

"Do people who don't have blood still call men?

Duan Qin and Xiao Fu hate this kind of person a little, and all evil and lewdness are the first!

"If you're here looking for trouble, you have to be careful today. ”

Qian Ling raised his chin, and his aura of speaking was powerful, as if there was an army ready to attack behind him.

"Huh?"

Qian Ling and Xing Zeyuan looked at each other for a moment, thinking of what they had just said a few hours ago.

"Since you dare to come, I will let you have no return. ”

"Just you, beast boy of unknown origin?"

sneered, Qian Ling has also experienced countless white eyes, this taunt is nothing, as long as he can fight back, it is not a loss. The first to get angry and slapped the table with a water cup was Luo Tian, and he couldn't wait to find someone to practice his hands immediately.

"Don't look down on people with old dogs. ”

Poor Ling's tone seemed to be preaching, he bent down to tie his shoes, and then stood up, in the hall, Xing Zeyuan stood in the middle, and the formation of the Red Shield Mercenary Group unfolded.

"Otherwise, you'll be a dog. ”

"Do you only learn the jokes that Lao Tzu said when he was a child?"

Sweeping his gaze, Grave saw a quaint chain, but not the white sword.

"Hidden?"