241 Profession for the Dead

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"Hunting advanced mutated creatures?"

Han Biao sat in the hall of the Dongfang Qinglong rudder of the "Black Society", touched the ring of steel needle-like beard growing on his chin, glanced at the president of the hunter organization across the desk, and squinted at him: "Okay, how much money are you going to give?" ”

The president of the hunter organization is a level 10 genetic warrior, Han Biao's words almost made his nose crooked, and he still wants money? Don't mention money to him, mentioning money hurts his feelings, he can't afford to hurt it, didn't all genetic warriors have to give money to the Hunters Guild in order to receive the hunting mission issued by the Hunter Organization?

And there has never been a guy who has the identity of a hunter who dares to talk to him like this, but what can he do, he can only endure it, and talk to the guy in front of him who is still the leader of a G-level hunter team in the file of the hunter organization with a smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info (Niu Wen novel ~ online novel)

The boss behind him asked him to hand in the mutant creatures, and he has urged him eight times, and even bluntly threatened that if he delayed their affairs, he would directly let him "evaporate from the world" and send him to the "Psionic Warrior Training Base" for training.

The acquisition of mutant creatures can't be stopped, the original control of the outer ring forces was to force them to take risks and kill high-level mutant creatures, but now that people eat and drink well, who wants to leave Polar Sun City to take risks?

Don't look at the president of the hunter organization is also a level 10 warrior, but if you let him enter the white sand sea by himself, it is estimated that he will not even bubble up, the lowest level mutant creatures in the white sand sea are all level 10 or above, as long as they can barely survive, who wants to play with their heads? This is also why many genetic warriors who are not too bad would rather be homeless and beggars in Aurora City, rather than kill hunters with a high risk and mission casualty rate.

It's not that they're timid, it's that the mutated creatures in the white sand sea on the outskirts of Polar Sun City are too dangerous, and they know very well that their combat power level is too low, and they simply don't mix, carrying a soy sauce bottle and moving a small horse to sit and watch the gods fight.

There are delicious barbecues to eat, strange hot pot to eat, and magical "sources of happiness" to drink, and when you have no money, you can go to the "Black Club" organization to work, and you can make money without going out of the sky umbrella sand area, which is not better than anything? Naturally, the genetic warriors who have no need for the Hunter Organization will not go out to take risks, resulting in the Hunter Organization becoming a decoration in the past few days, not a single mission has been released, and not a single corpse of a mutant creature has been acquired.

No one is stupid, what are so many people gathering in Polar City for now? Isn't it just waiting for the arrival of the federal rescue team? Once you leave this unfortunate planet, who cares about you and that? Now that there is food and drink, just wait for the rescue team of the Federation to arrive, why do you want to play with your life?

Still thinking that the hunters will sell their lives and send expensive mutated creatures in exchange for cheap life supporters, and they can also take a cut of them? Is that such a good thing?

Now the roles of the two sides are reversed, you need mutated creatures, and we can live well without taking that risk, so not only do you not give you a cut now, you entrust me to do the task, and you have to pay for employment

As mentioned earlier, although mutated organisms are dangerous, they are biological resources, and their own value is very attractive in the interstellar era when genetic technology is developed, otherwise why would such a waste star as planet γ-44 make the Federation decide to redevelop it? Not to mention that you can make money, you must also be able to break even, right?

"Your Excellency Hambio, you're going to have to take an inch," the leader of the Hunter Organization roared angrily, his handsome face flushing purple.

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu just having to inch in? Are you upset? When Han Biao, who was already very impatient, heard this, he immediately exploded, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed the neck of the leader of the hunter organization, he fished him from the opposite side of the desk, and the other party who was moving quickly couldn't react, and when the angry president came back to his senses, he couldn't breathe

This can't be blamed for the long boy's shoes being too pampered, he is also a level 10 genetic warrior, although he is not a combat type, but his agility and physical signs are not low, but he was provoked, and secondly, he didn't expect the other party to be so unruly, and he did it directly on his own turf without saying a word.

The stunned Changtong shoes forgot that he couldn't breathe, and he didn't even have the action to resist, and the confusion on his little face was ah: "He is so unreasonable for Mao?" For the hair pinch? ”

The four attachés of the guild leader's shoes, who were also level 10 warriors, were also furious and were about to yell angrily: "Let go of that president", but before they could put on a fighting stance, the superalloy blade that appeared on their necks made them calm down very wisely, more than a level 10 warrior? It seems that people's "Black Society" is really not afraid of this.

Throwing back the chairman who had not been able to recover for a long time back to the chair, Han Biao had a silver cigarette in his mouth, stepped on the desk with one foot, supported one hand on his knees, and took off the thick silver eggplant at the corner of his mouth with his carrot-like thick fingers, and two smoke dragons spewed out viciously from his nostrils, so he pointed at the other party with the finger holding the silver eggplant, and said with a cruel smile: "*** You haven't figured out the situation, right?" ”

In order to imitate the style of the boss of the Black Society, in order to make himself look like he is doing all kinds of evil, and conscientiously play this vicious role, Han Biao did not think about the heroic posture of Brother Xiao Ma in his mind, so he almost wrote two big words on his face, "Lao Tzu is a villain".

"You, you're provoking" The eyes of the president's shoes were about to burst into flames, but he didn't dare to act rashly, originally heard that this guy single-handedly picked up all the S-level teams in the outer ring of Polar Sun City, and effortlessly killed the leaders of those genetic warriors who were also level 10, he still didn't believe it, but just now, he experienced it himself.

"Now it's the master behind you who wants Lao Tzu's people to help you die, not Lao Tzu begging you to figure out the situation"

Han Biao looked at him condescendingly with disdain: "Provocation? What is a provocation? It's good that I haven't humiliated you yet."

"Do you want to be against the rules of the entire Aurora City?" The president looked at the madman in front of him in disbelief, is this guy crazy? Do you really think you can fight against the bigwigs in the inner ring of Polar Day?

"Rules? Nima who made the rules? Federal government? You asked His Excellency the President to sanction me, the rules made by those noble lords in the inner ring? Am I breaking your rules? Let them destroy me" Han Biao didn't care about spitting smoke into the face of the long children's shoes, and at the same time the other party's smoked tears, he also smoked his own tears.

Looking at Han Biao, who was fearless, the long boy shoes were silent, obviously he knew better than Han Biao that the forces of the inner ring couldn't at all, and he didn't dare to jump out of the outer ring first, the guy in front of him was too hateful, but how did he notice this?

"And what do you want?" In desperation, the children's shoes finally succumbed.

"It's very simple, you sponsor all kinds of materials and equipment we need, and then after we get the goods, we will sell them to you at the market price, of course, because you took the initiative to entrust us, so we have to charge an additional 50% of the employment fee" Han Biao opened his mouth wide.

"Are you crazy?" The head boy jumped up from the chair, and looked at the expression that obviously wanted to smoke Han Biao, but considering the comparison of the bodies of the two sides, he could only give up this idea, and turned around with a gloomy face and left.

"Don't send it, hey, next time you come here, you will be charged 100% more employment fees," Han Biao smiled evilly, and shouted at people's backs.

Seeing a group of people leave the camp of the Qinglong rudder with gloomy faces, Larui walked into Han Biao's office with a bag of star diamonds, threw a bag of expensive star nucleus crystals on his desk, and then jumped on the table with a small hand, sat on the edge of the table and kicked his calves, and asked with a cute tilted little head in confusion: "Boss, are you so blatantly provoking the endurance of the inner ring forces, aren't you afraid that the other party will fight back?" ”

Han Biao opened the bag with a smile, counted today's pure profits, and said without raising his head: "I'm afraid that what Mao wants is for them to come out, didn't that Ito Yun of the Guangling family want me to disturb Polar Sun City?" And that's not even the beginning. ”

"Didn't you start with your plans to destroy Aurora City?" Rari sweated a little, this is not the beginning yet? This boss of his own family seems to have a lot of experience in naughty mischief?

Han Biao counted for a long time, and his fingers and toes didn't calculate what the net profit was today, so he didn't bother to tie the bag and throw it into the basket under the desk, where there were already more than a dozen bags used to hold star core crystal star coins, and the share ratio between him and the shareholders of the "Black Society" was 50%, but in fact, he took 50% of the net profit after removing all expenses, and then spent the remaining 50%.

Coupled with the false accounts in all aspects, he can hack about 70% of the net profits, and the remaining 30% is for all other "shareholders", which is forgotten, when he needs huge expenditures every once in a while, he also has to pick other people's profits for expenditure, and the iron rooster covers his share tightly, I have to mention that the income from selling the "source of happiness" belongs to him personally, and is not counted in the share of "Black Club".

But even so, no one dares to say anything, Han Biao's blatant and loophole idiot's "fake account" would be called hell if no one could see it, but no one dared to have an opinion, except for the profits leaked from Han Biao's fingers, which were far beyond the efforts of the "shareholders", Han Biao's stupid behavior of blocking the gun on the cusp of the storm also made those shareholders shut up, they are not fools, they know that what they are doing now is provoking the forces in the inner ring, if Han Biao picks on his son, They're going to have to send a substitute for the dead, who will? So even if Han Biao, the "professional ghost of the dead", does too much, as long as it does not hurt their own foundation, they will not jump out, not to mention that the three melons and two dates they can get now also make them very stunned.