The predecessor of the Guerrilla Guild was actually the Mercenary Guild.

50 years ago, after the retirement of several famous mercenary group leaders in the mainland, they had nothing to do, so they met together to chat and have tea.

Unexpectedly, in the process of their chat, the mercenary king Solomon Billy suddenly thought of an idea to create a guerrilla guild, and this idea was echoed and was supported by all the leaders of the mercenary group at that time, so the guerrilla guild was born.

The bosses of the mercenary group defended the rules and limited the guerrilla guild to a civil society, with the first purpose and purpose of protecting the safety of civilians and the peace of the region.

As a non-governmental civil society, the guerrilla association does not belong to any country or government, and its first rule is "not to interfere with the power of any state!"

Because of this, the establishment of the guerrilla union was welcomed by the common people of the whole continent, and it developed very smoothly, with branches in every country or region on the mainland.

Therefore, it is only natural that there should be a guerrilla association in Charuka.

As he walked briskly, Qin Ming reviewed in his mind what the Guerrilla Guild had learned, which he had read in the desert basement.

At the time, it was also mentioned a few times in small talk with Evan.

Therefore, after learning about the intention of the Guerrilla Guild, Qin Ming decided that after leaving the desert, he could choose to join the Guerrilla Guild.

"Master!"

"Where are we going now?"

On Qin Ming's shoulder, Tianba looked at Qin Ming with some curiosity.

Because it found that the speed of the master became a little faster, and walked through the bustling commercial street, and came to a relatively quiet avenue to the east.

The surrounding houses have also become a little neater and more atmospheric, with less fireworks.

Qin Ming smiled and said, "Tianba, let's go to the Guerrilla Guild!"

"Huh!"

"What is this for!" asked Tianba, his eyes flickering.

For this curious baby, Qin Ming touched its furry body, and said with a smile: "Don't you know if you go!"

"Oh!" Tianba nodded cutely.

In the midst of the conversation between man and beast, the surrounding environment changed a little, and a huge lake appeared in front of it, with trees on the edge of the lake and a beautiful environment.

Not far ahead, there is a wooden water road that leads to the middle of the lake.

In the center of the lake, a large wooden structure is built to look quite solid, and a huge three-story tent is built on the plane.

And on top of this tent, there are three big characters, auction house.

Obviously, this is the heart of Charuca's auction.

"It's a big deal!"

Qin Ming walked along the lake, looking at the tent in the middle of the lake, and couldn't help but admire.

According to the road signs, after passing through several roads, relatively close to the rock wall of the mountain, I finally came to the destination of this trip, the Guerrilla Guild.

Obviously, the location is a bit remote, but it's also far away from some of the hustle and bustle.

In Qin Ming's somewhat surprised gaze, the building in front of him was unpretentious, earthy yellow, with a total of three floors, and the color was close to the style of the desert, which was unique.

At the upper end of a wooden door, a sign was hung with five large characters engraved on it, Guerrilla Union.

Looks like this is the entrance to the gate.

With a hint of excitement, Qin Ming walked forward.

Squeak!

The wooden door was easily opened, and at first glance, I thought I was in the wrong place.

It's because the interior is so much like a bar.

"This..."

Qin Ming was slightly stunned, then walked out again in confusion and looked at the sign hanging on the door.

"That's right!"

He shook his head speechlessly and walked straight inside.

"Hahaha!"

"Old Hei, I'll just say, our guerrilla guild is too misleading!" suddenly came a joking voice in it.

Qin Ming looked at the position of the voice, and immediately saw two figures in front of the bar.

Among them, a black-haired man in an off-white power suit sits on a round chair on high legs, and in front of him, two bottles of draft beer are placed.

Obviously, it was this man who spoke just now, his expression was a little lazy, he picked up a glass of draft beer, poured himself a sip, and said happily: "Have a good time drinking, hurry, hurry!"

The other figure was even more impressive, the other party was about two meters tall, burly, with a scar on his face, and a dirty braid, and dark skin.

The most important thing is that this person is still wearing a pink T-shirt.

This dress up can't attract talents.

At this time, he looked serious, took a rag in his hand, and wiped a glass.

Qin Ming smiled dumbly and walked forward.

Finding that someone was coming, the black-skinned strong man put down the glass, showed a smile on his face, and said, "This gentleman, may I ask what mission you came here for?"

Very pure Eastern Republic accent.

Qin Ming was suddenly a little stunned, and he could feel that the strong man in front of him had decent speech, a modest attitude, and was very polite, which was completely different from the state presented by his appearance.

"Ahem!"

Qin Ming organized the language.

"Hello, I want to join the Guerrilla Guild!"

The strong man was slightly stunned, and took a good look at Qin Ming with a scrutinizing gaze, and then his gaze glanced at the Tianba on Qin Ming's shoulder, and then showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and said, "Young man, do you really want to join our guerrilla association?"

Qin Ming nodded solemnly and said, "Yes!"

"Huh!"

"Old Hei, I didn't expect that in Charuka, there are still people willing to join our guerrilla association!"

"Tsk, like me, it looks like an Oriental!"

At this time, on the other side, the gray-eyed man with half a bottle of draft beer in his hand looked over.

When the man named Lao Hei heard this, he glanced at the other party and said, "Di Wen, what do you mean that there are still people who are willing, aren't you a member of the guerrillas!"

"Hmm!"

Di Wen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was a little speechless, and then he had to laugh wryly.

Lao Hei's eyes looked at Qin Ming with a smile on his face, and said, "Young man, you wait!"

"I'll give you a form, you fill it out!"

Qin Ming nodded again.

So, Lao Hei walked to the back of the bar, and in a rather old-looking drawer, he kept rummaging, and the smoke and dust suddenly filled the air.

Apparently it's been a long time since I've opened this drawer.

"Ahem!"

A bean-sized drop of sweat suddenly appeared on Qin Ming's head.

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Di Wen dragged the chair over with the smell of alcohol, he patted Qin Ming's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young man, what's your name!"

"How do you want to come to Charuka to be a guerrilla!"

"Here, joining the merchant group or the knights of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance is much better!"

When Qin Ming heard this, he chuckled lightly and said, "My name is Qin Ming!"

"I still like to be a guerrilla, probably because my values are different from theirs!"

"You'll just treat me like a fool!"

Na Diwen was slightly stunned, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, he got a little closer, and said jokingly: "Good fools, we are all big fools!"

"Do you see, that old black who is looking for something for you, he is the king of fools among fools!"

Burst!

Qin Ming was slightly stunned, and in the next second, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, Divin, don't think I didn't hear it, you're instilling some strange theory in the newcomer!"

Suddenly, at this moment, the old black man came over with a thick piece of information.