"Put away your broken gods," roared the impatient Black Beast, "we're here to talk about money, not goddamn gods, and if you want to preach, we'll go find some orphans and fools." ”

"Your soul is shriveled and withered, and money has blinded you," the middle-aged man did not show the slightest hint of anger that a blasphemous believer should have, he just looked at him with pity, "Black beast, Mother Tunnel will save your soul"

"you, you," the black beast spat at his feet, "Are you here for charity, or are you going to instill the cliché of worshipping the gods?" ”

The middle-aged man was neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor angry, but just shook his head, "You are not pious, naturally you can't see it...... The true gods are awakening, and the dark old gods of fear are rising in the shadows beyond our naked eyes, and the underground is about to plunge into unprecedented chaos, and unlike before, we are not receiving any payment, just because we know who we are fighting for at this moment." They don't even take any pay...... Summer's heart was awe-inspiring, he didn't know it beforehand, but he finally remembered the old proverb: free things are the most expensive.

The mysterious believer in front of him looked even stranger than he had imagined, and there was an invisible force in his words, which was similar to the persistence and madness of a fanatics...... And his gods....... There was a cold war in the summer...... He would rather recruit mercenaries to fight for money than a bunch of inexplicable religious maniacs. At this moment, Summer is even more reluctant to look at him, lest he be really frightened by him.

He didn't notice the fourth stranger at first. He described him as haggard and grim, and he did not stand out like the others, but stood alone beside them, silently watching. The man had a pockmarked face, no beard, deep eyes, and sunken cheeks. Although he was not old, there were few hairs left, only a few pinches popping out of his ears, but he kept them as long as a woman's house. He wore a simple Wings of Freedom uniform on the cover of his hard leather jacket, although the style was ordinary and unadorned, but he had gone through vicissitudes and could see the traces of time. At his waist, a dirty, leather-wrapped pistol could be seen, and his rough, calloused fingers spent most of the time roaming around the pistol. The man was over thirty years old, with a pair of dark gray boots on his feet, and a winged shield on his left shoulder, which Summer remembered as the coat of arms of the wings of freedom, except that the pure white, which once symbolized nobility, was now dirty and wrinkled, like a tattered rag, and nothing else.

His long, concave face was always taut, and at first glance, Summer knew that he was an eccentric who rarely showed his emotions.

"I know, you're the Ranger of the Wings of Freedom," Summer held out her hand to the one on the far left, "It is said that the Wings of Liberty are the most elite Ranger in the underworld, and I look up to you." ”

The man nodded indifferently, "I am the deputy head of the Wings of Freedom, Baisai, leading the third detachment of the Wings of Freedom. ”

Summer smiled and looked at this middle-aged man who was not very tall, he looked like a real statue, who had been polished for thousands of years in the sea breeze and waves, and had experienced many vicissitudes, "I heard that you have always fought for world peace. ”

"The Wings of Liberty's job is to expel all aliens and maintain peace in the underworld, and this has been the case since the beginning of the Mission," said Deputy Head Baisse, with a awe-inspiring but heavy look, as if he had pried his wife in the summer, and his voice was equally cold and harsh, worse than that of the tall man. "It still is."

Summer suddenly asked, "It is indeed an amazing lofty ideal, no less than this flame believer who has vowed to fight the Dark Old God to the death, may I ask you, are you also free?。 ”

"We have our rules," he explained coldly, "and we have our difficulties, the Wings of Liberty can't fight against the Black Beast with their bare hands and fists, and no one wants to support such an organization that doesn't fight for them, you should understand that in the eyes of some people, humans are more worthy of dealing with than Black Beasts." ”

"I agree," agreed Summer, waving his hand to gather everyone's eyes and announce, "I'm glad you fought for me, too," after all, I paid for it, "and I hope you'll work together, we're about to face a vast lair that has destroyed thousands of people, and there's even a terrible king hidden in it, and I've been told that it's always accompanied by terrible legends, and that another Ranger has failed in his quest for the lair." ”

"It's the Fourth Regiment of the Wings of Freedom," Deputy Commander Baisse seemed to know a lot about it, "I can understand their defeat." ”

"Oh? What does Your Excellency the Deputy Head of Mission know? ”

"The two deputy commanders of the Fourth Regiment are twin brothers who have been estranged for many years," he added lightly, "Recently, I heard that they both cheated on each other's twin sisters, and the two were fighting over this, and their subordinates, who were able, left the Fourth Regiment early, to be honest, I still can't understand why the regiment commander didn't transfer them away, and had to keep the jokes." ”

"Twins cheating on their twin wives," the Black Beast pouted and laughed loudly, "You guys are so interesting, I want to join the Rangers too, did they let me cheat?" ”

"We welcome every person with lofty ideals to join us and fight to protect the order of the underground world," the middle-aged man said lightly, "but whether or not you can enter will have to be reviewed by the head of the group." ”

Summer listened to their words word for word, to be honest, the twin sisters are indeed fascinating, but the premise is that the beauty, the old sisters are probably forty years old, and the Wings of Freedom, they sent the two living treasures to the aquarium station, thinking that it was also under other ulterior motives, but I don't know, this deputy head who seems to be very serious, also knows the calculations of those people.

"Let me talk too much, when will your soldiers come." He looked at everyone.

"Two days, three days at most," the new boss of the Underground Brotherhood rubbed his greasy palms, "our brothers are now marching hard in the Wastelands, they have cleared out a bunch of damned bandits, and now they are coming straight at us, and as long as nothing happens to the Red Square, my brothers will be over soon." ”

"Red Square is really going to let you walk through their stations with soldiers?" Summer doesn't believe much about it. "In order to convince Ms. Dave, I have to go through a lot of words here, and I almost lost my innocence to convince Ms. Dave to let your soldiers go with school."

"If it were me, I wouldn't mind satisfying the old ladies of the school," the black beast wiped his chin and cried out a little lewdly, "her big white legs can kill me, and those tits remind me of my mother's taste, why would she take a fancy to you little girl." “

"Mr. Summer is young and good-looking, there is no doubt about it, although Ms. Dave is well-informed, and there are many men of the same age who want to take her favor, but I know that middle-aged women over forty years old are more eager for a young body," Deputy Station Director Bolivar has his own unique opinion on this, "like me, because from the little girl, I can see who I used to be, and I think Ms. Dave is the same." “

"We're here to talk about women, aren't we? Or do you want to talk about the Rangers? The deputy head of the regiment looked unhappy, not at all interested in what had just been said, and he looked more like a saint than the devout believer.

Summer blinked his eyes and looked innocent, "Enliven up the atmosphere, as long as your soldiers can come from Red Square, I would be happy to talk to you about something more mysterious, Your Excellency Deputy Commander, a large number of heavily armed soldiers want to cross them, I don't think any stupid station commander will let them go easily." “

"It's fine on Red Square," Bolívar declared eagerly, "as soon as they learned that our intention was to rebuild the Grey River Station, the soldiers guarding the outposts eagerly promised us that we could pass at any time, and of course, we paid a small bribe for a small amount of money, but it was not worth much compared to their promises. “

His words were echoed by the fat mouse, and he said with a slight complaint, "Bolivar is right, even the Brotherhood of Steel in the Far Abandoned Lands is clearly feeling, the price of food is skyrocketing, so is medicine, tobacco is twice as expensive as before, the squirrel of the maidens is becoming scarcer, we used to have a small glass of sour every week, and now, for the same money, it takes two weeks to taste a little wine, I doubt it....... No, I should be sure that the wine merchants did it on purpose, they were in complete control of the trade ring, they were waiting for us to pay a high price, they were so treacherous that they liked to take advantage of the fire, I wept for these merchants, they had no conscience. “

It seems that Red Square is also deeply influenced by the Han Court, a huge force formed by a group of merchants, and its influence is indeed higher than people think. "Shed fewer tears, my brother," he solemnly announced to the winemaker, "and we are about to use blood and fire to open up the once glorious neutral trade routes and solve the present predicament, and this depends on your help." ”

"That's why we came," the monastic devotee gently stated, "to follow the will of the Mother of Flames." ”

The black beast tugged at his collar, "Little man, I just want to get the money, if you dare to break your promise," he spewed a lot of droplets from his foul mouth, "You can ask Boliva what happened to the last merchant who lied to me." "He seems to be short of money, which is a good thing, at least he can buy his loyalty with money, as for the others, Summer is not so sure, he can only pray that these followers of the Mother of Flames are not so religious, and the Wings of Freedom, a noble organization that fights for world peace..... This should be easier to buy.

He had heard that Red Square was intent on helping the neutral trade line regain its former prosperity, but the stationmaster of the trade line would not allow a poorly declared jackal to reach into their territory, no different from stripping a beautiful little virgin naked and sending it to a large group of men. And mercenaries, believers and rangers are very different, their positions have always been neutral, of course, this is only a superficial statement, but it is enough to reduce the vigilance of the various stations on the trade line, because it means that they are not a whole disciplined army, but just a relatively independent "rabble", coupled with the secret coordination of the Tyse merchants, basically, he has not much obstruction, only the stationmaster of Feishui Station, he is the most troublesome stationmaster, sometimes, summer will be annoyed by his stubbornness, There may even be an idea of bolivar taking its place.

If I am a ruthless man, most likely he has already died, and Summer has a wonderful thought in his heart, thank me for my mercy, wild man, so that you and your family can continue to be loved.

He made a brief arrangement of the four mercenaries from all over the world, and once again made sure that Lady Dave had no intention of repenting for the time being, and then he got out and hurried back. Now, he still needs to get the wild man's permission. He had mentioned it a few days earlier, but Noo was adamantly opposed, so he had to make the stubborn guy think twice, and now that the mercenaries were gathering from all over the place, if he still refused to let go, Summer would have to take the necessary measures.