After a few weeks, Bolívar finally returned from Red Square, and now he is no longer the ordinary businessman he first met with Xia at the Feishui Station, and the rolling power has made him even more fat and greasy. He affectionately held out his slightly rounded fingers to him, and the tall man cast a huge shadow in the slightly dim light.

"Mr. Summer, don't come to harm," his words were as soft as making Summer's heart chill, this guy's ability to learn from eunuchs is growing day by day, it seems that the wealth that has been condensed like a snowball has only inflated his shadow, and has not made him forget his identity, "The contemptible man lived up to his expectations and brought the best rangers in the north of Red Square, and they will surprise us." ”

"I'm not, Lao Tzu hates rangers the most, they only pretend, remember, I'm a mercenary leader, and I specialize in fighting against those pretending rangers, for this reason--- others have given me the name of "black beast", you can also call me dad, whatever you want," among the four people who followed him, a man who was six feet five inches tall and like a majestic tower rumbled forward, his voice as dull as a stone jar, "Little man, I heard that you can give a lot of money." (This guy seems to have everyone else in on it all at once, a reckless guy.) ）

"That's enough to sign all four of you...... Mercenaries, it's not too much, Hanting is mostly rich people," he waved his hand, and his subordinates pushed up a few wooden crates full of bullets that had already been prepared, "This is a partial deposit in advance, and I will temporarily deposit the rest in Hanting Firm, which will be notarized by Tess merchants, and you can get all of them after the matter is completed." ”

"The little man has a little trick," the man as tall as a boulder scratched his bald head, and there was a terrible burn mark on his face, like a plaster sticking to it, deep and purple, extending in all directions, and his muscles were tightly bound together to make one think that he was walking with a stone, a man who did not seem to be very gentle. "You merchants, especially short, skinny little kids like you, are treacherous, I know that." His voice was now more like the roaring waves of the sea, "I didn't hear you say that when I came. ”

"I'm really sorry, I don't dare to fight with big men openly, what's more, don't you mercenaries also like treachery, and the crow still dislikes starling Heimi?" Summer responded, "Some people say that you like to collect money from both sides the most, and then fire empty cannons everywhere, I am making sure that you will not leave directly after you get the money, and also, if the mission fails, my money can only be recovered by two-thirds." ”

"It doesn't make sense," he retorted, and the other men didn't interject, "I protested. ”

"The protest is invalid, the sale is voluntary, but don't expect me to help you reimburse you for the cost of the journey back." His words enraged the tall man, and he angrily rebuked him for his villainous behavior. He even tried to grab him by the collar, but was stopped by Bolívar. The deputy stationmaster was clever and spat at foam, and finally made him accept his opinion.

Bolivar duly introduced him to three other strange guests, three men of different appearances, who could not have imagined that these three would be mercenaries who fought for others and shed blood outside. "This is the leader of the Brotherhood of Underground Steel, known as the "Sweet Wine" ........"

The first was a fat man, his face was round and large, he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a line, his burgundy nose made his face even more funny, the flesh on his face was piled up like an "oil ball", and the whole looked like a kind "Maitreya Buddha". The flesh on his face was overgrown, and he "slipped" under his neck, and his neck became short and thick. The flesh on the neck was covered by layers, like stacked waves. The meat on his back is also thick, and in the summer, the fattest one is the belly, and he doesn't need to puff up, and it's as round as a ball, and there is no doubt that his size is almost a third of that of the great businessman of Tyce, but fortunately, he doesn't have a hard time moving.

"I'm Fat Mouse, little brother," he said, always with a comical smile that made it impossible to understand what he was laughing at, but he seemed to be so proud of his smile that he never stopped. "I'm the temporary leader elected by our brothers, I heard that you need Rangers, and the price is not low, hehe, here we are." Truth be told, he should have been a merchant, a chauffeur, or a massage master than a ranger leader, and he didn't look like a trustworthy brother at all, and .......

"Elected? Interim Chief? "When will the mercenaries who help people fight elect their leaders? The comical sight of the murderous rogue soldiers sitting in front of a large round table, with a sacred and dignified expression, and then writing the great name of their leader with their own hands, was more painful than the old man's smiling face. What's more, do these mercenary soldiers know how to read? As far as he knew, literacy was not an easy task anywhere, and perhaps they just thought the name "sweet wine" was easy to write, so they chose him.

"The underground brotherhood has always been known for its fairness and democracy, where even if you are a laundry boy, you can become the boss, they respect every brother, and they believe that this is the core rule of their organization, and no one can break it, and in the election three months ago, the members of the brotherhood happened to choose the fat mouse as the leader," Bolívar grinned as if aware of Summer's concerns, he seemed to be very fond of this peculiar tradition, "so he negotiated with us, rest assured, they have always been loyal to every contract, It will never be invalidated because of a change of leader. ”

The fat man happily agreed, "In the Land of Chaos, everyone knows our credibility, and we haven't broken a contract in decades, so you can ask someone if you don't believe it." ”

The credibility of the mercenaries is debatable....... Summer glanced at him carefully, "So, you used to do laundry?" ”

Fat Rat twisted his neck, he stroked his big red nose, and laughed a few times, "I used to be a winemaker in the organization, and since I made the good wine that my brothers love to drink, they have chosen me as their leader. "Well, listening to the winemaker, Summer thinks he's more like an oak wine barrel with a metal hoop, "I hope your good brothers can kill people as well as yours," Summer said, but she began to regret in her heart, why did Boliva hire a bunch of barrels to go back? Are you planning to drown those black beasts?

"Twenty years after the Brotherhood," Bolívar assured him again, "they fought for men in the chaotic lands north of Red Square, and their reputation was no worse than that of the most elite rangers." He swore as if the Iron Brotherhood, who could elect the brewer as its leader, was an invincible mercenary, but Summer was skeptical that the dear Deputy Station Master of Bolivar had taken the money to speak well for them, and even though he knew little about the underground, he had heard of many well-known neutral rangers, and the Brotherhood of Steel ...... Could it be that he is famous in the north for his reputation for drinking? He did not know, and was not very happy to know, that he had reservations about Bolívar.

"I'd love to witness the prestige of the Brotherhood." Summer squeezed out a smile as he shifted his gaze to the next one.

It was a man in a fiery red uniform, he pursed his lips, his eyes revealed a kind of surprising heat, the most surprising thing about Summer was the decoration on his body, flames, flames, or flames, he was like the embodiment of flames, the cloak on his shoulders, the necklace on his wrist, the ornament around his neck, the studs on his ears, and the flame lines on his left cheek, even the dagger he pinned to his waist was wrapped in a lotus flower of flames, like some mysterious rune weapon, he was like a god, and more like a pure hot wizard, There is not a single place in his body that is not entangled in flames. "The followers of the Mother Tunnels, who believe in the noble idea of fighting to the death in order to get a glimpse of the truth of the gods, are honored guests." Honorable guest, his meaning is obvious, the power behind this person is huge.

However, the Mother of Tunnels is a well-known church in the underground world, which he knows that the Han Court of the Ring Road, the Red Square and the military station that occupy both ends, the neutral trade routes connecting trade, and even the chaotic places in the north, have their traces, according to legend, this church is huge, and in terms of influence alone, they are not even inferior to the Han Court, but how did they come here, not to mention, when did the Mother of Tunnels love flame worship and do mercenary work, and he doesn't know at all?

"I thought the followers of Mother Tunnels believed in the creed of saving lives and helping the wounded?" He was full of doubts, "I heard that your nuns and friars are better at practicing medicine and prayer, bringing the final baptism of the dead, when will they also fight?" ”

"The Mother of the Tunnel is three-faced, and its mercy feeds all beings, as everyone knows," the words of the pious person reveal his loyalty to the Mother of the Tunnel, "but it is not its only duty to save the dead, you should understand that some evils need mercy to save them, and some evils need to be saved by the sword, and the pious men and women of faith are guided by the sword and gathered here, and our faith is the Mother of Flames." ”

"Mother of Flames?" When did that come out? I don't know that Summer is a god unique to the Land of Chaos? And three sides in one, so what does that mean?

He had no idea about the belief in the underworld, and he knew very little, only one of the Mother of Tunnels, and he had never heard of anything else.

The middle-aged, long-haired man folded his hands and bowed reverently to the darkness, his voice trembling slightly, with a certain demagogic pleasure, "The Mother of the Tunnel has its sacred and inhumane true name, and is the only true god in the world, and the true name of this deity can only be known to the deceased who have been blessed by her. “

"And what does it have to do with the Mother of the Tunnels, which is three-sided?" Although he was not interested in the gods at all, he had to pretend to be modest, and he heard that the religious were very interested in enlightening others and teaching the faith, and he was very disgusted with anyone who did not believe in the gods, and he did not want to be regarded as a heresy for some reason, and dealing with people was troublesome enough, and he did not want to provoke the gods again.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man in the red robe began his own lengthy sermon, "Their relationship is both complex and unfathomable, and it is clearly discerned, these two gods are the three faces of the nameless God, and the Bible of the Three Gods says that it brings us the gospel of the tunnel, to protect us from sickness, cold, and hunger, which is the mother of the tunnel; It gives us fire and light, ammunition and guns, wisdom and courage to fight against the ancient gods of darkness, and it fills our hearts and bodies with fiery red blood to drive away the cold of the evil gods, the mother of flames; It has also blessed the earth, the sky, and the endless sea to our believers, but human beings have been dull and have long been abandoned in thousands of years, the ancient gods have corroded, and people's hearts have been confused, and the last Mother Earth has fallen into silence, and mankind has withered since then, all of which are recorded in the "Three Gods Bible", even so, we still serve the Mother of Tunnels, the Mother of Flames and the Mother Earth until death, looking forward to the day when the true God will fully awaken. ”

The Mother of Tunnels religion has only been around for thirty years, and the birth date of the Trinity Bible may be even shorter, but it can already predict what happened thirty years ago, and can still frighten people, and it is indeed a little capable, so Summer chooses to continue to accept his teachings with an open mind.