Strictly speaking, the vast majority of companies and consortia did not take the new force of the Mythical Age mercenary group to heart, and the two hundred well-armed mercenaries still could not be compared with some large societies that had long been ingrained in the star of Amilaton, after all, any association was not only a powerful armed force, but also had an extremely wide social influence.

Like the Knife Society, the Mercenary Guild and the Tic-tac-Toe Gang, they all have absolute influence and mass bases in some areas.

Most companies give a little benefit to the mercenary group of the Shenhua era, just to avoid conflicts.

Businessmen, peace is precious.

"I'm different from them, you can take it back." Liu Fei glanced at the mountain of food, thought for a few seconds and said lightly. In Liu Fei's heart, there is also a woman's position, Shu Rou!

Shu Rou is like a clear stream, always reminding Liu Fei to adhere to an invisible bottom line.

"Ahh

"There are ways to do it, unless, you sign a security contract, and our company will provide your company with the protection permitted by law."

"This—"

"Take all the supplies with you, immediately!" Liu Fei said sharply.

"I—"

"Let's go."

Deman saw that Liu Fei was really angry, and hurriedly pulled the fat man aside, muttering for a while, and then the fat man got into the freight hovering car with a frustrated face, and those little robots began to load the stacked materials into the car again.

"Return all things to their rightful owners." Liu Fei glanced at Deman.

"But—"

"No, we're not robbers, we're mercenaries!" Liu Fei was categorical and categorical.

"Yes, Captain!"

Deman was stunned for a moment, then his face showed guilt, and then he suddenly stood up and saluted Liu Fei, his eyebrows were full of respect.

"If it cannot be returned to its original owner, it will be converted into cash to buy." Liu Fei naturally understands that it is very difficult for all the food that is mixed up to return to its original owner, but there is a list of all the materials, and it is not difficult to convert it into cash according to the list.

"Yes, Captain." Glancing at the mountains of food, a grateful look flashed in Deman's eyes.

"We still try to return the supplies, we have a problem with funds."

"- Yes, Captain." Liu Fei's next sentence made Deman fall into the ice cave again, his mouth wide open, and his face was depressed. You can't blame anyone else for this, you can only blame yourself for being greedy. Deman looked at the mountain of goods and wanted to slap himself a few times.

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Then, the people of the Age of Mythology began to get busy, and the mercenaries kept sorting according to the list, and those who could not be sorted were converted into cash.

It is a very tedious task to summarize the piles of food according to the original list, and many goods have been moved to the shuttle ship, which needs to be moved down to sort and sort, and the work intensity is very high, and even Liu Fei has to join in the heavy work.

In the midst of this busyness, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Most of the supplies were returned, and the few that could not be cleaned were converted into cash. Now, the Mythical Age Mercenary Group has become an outlier in the city of Amiraton, and some companies that have been returned to the goods have been panicked by the Mythical Age Mercenary Group, thinking that there are too few things to send, for fear that the Mythical Age Mercenary Group will find trouble, many companies have increased the number of materials and sent them to the camp of the Mythical Age, or directly send money, and apologize tremblingly, but all the goods have been rejected by the Mythical Age Mercenary Group very resolutely, This makes the people of Amiraton City not know what medicine is sold in the gourd of the mercenary group in the Age of Mythology.

While the rumors were spreading, many people found out that the mythical mercenary group was packing up the camp and preparing to leave.

When it was determined that the mercenary group in the Age of Mythology would not be stationed on Amiraton, people breathed a long sigh of relief and a little more admiration.

In this troubled world, the mercenary group that can hold out so much is almost extinct, and it is hard to imagine that a mercenary group that lacks supplies will actually spit out fat meat to the mouth.

In many cases, it is only in troubled times that some of the virtues that we are accustomed to seem precious.

Now, every time a mercenary from the mythical era appears on the street, people are in awe and take a second look.

There is no doubt that the Age of Mythology mercenary group is a respectable mercenary group.

The return of materials has reached the final stage, and some corporate consortia that know that the mercenary group of the Mythical Age will leave have also accepted the materials returned from the Mythical Age with peace of mind. Unfortunately, so far, none of the companies have hired the Age of Mythology mercenary group.

"Captain, how many lists are there here, should we return?" Deman hurried into the main control room.

"Yet!" Liu Fei's answer was very succinct, his eyes were still fixed on the holographic screen, and on the holographic screen, there was a map of the city of Zhuoer provided by the pointed head. Of course, this is not a simple holographic map, the map not only marks the streets in detail, but also marks the security level of some buildings and the range of movement of the aliens, as well as the places occupied by Li Yanhong and Li Meng's army, which makes it clear at a glance.

"They're not a corporation."

"Hmm-who?" Liu Fei kept switching holographic maps and asked casually.

"It's a list of Knife Society, Tic-Tac-Toe Gang, and Mercenary Guild organizations."

"Why are you telling me now?" Liu Fei's gaze retracted from the holographic screen.

"Because the materials we returned are from large to small, and the amount of their materials is relatively small, so they are lined up until now." Deman explained.

"Clean up the supplies and send them back!" Liu Fei cut the railway.

"Yes!"

"By the way, I'll personally send the supplies of the Tic-tac-toe Gang." Liu Fei inexplicably thought of the young man with a violent face and a dangerous atmosphere.

"Yes."

The supplies sent by the three community organizations were pitiful. Among them, the most abundant is the knife club, which has more than three tons of cheap liquid food. The second is that the mercenary union organized a ton of meat, although the amount is not much, but the value is very high.

The least is the Tic-tac-toe Gang, which sent more than a dozen boxes of fresh fruits, judging from the wide variety of fruits, which should have been picked temporarily in the forest.

Judging from the gifts given by the three major associations, this should not be a protection fee, but more of a courtesy. Liu Fei believes that with Ah Jing's five-step nature of splashing blood at every turn, it is impossible to give any protection money, and the evidence from all sides also shows that the Tic-tac-toe Gang is a very poor and poor youth gang.

Although it was a courtesy thing, Liu Fei still decided to send it back, he didn't want to have anything to do with those gang organizations, it was completely a subconscious idea.

There is also a reason why Liu Fei decided to personally send the material to Ajing.

Ah Jing's personality is too tyrannical, and he draws his sword against him when he doesn't agree with him, and Liu Fei doesn't want his subordinates to make senseless sacrifices.

Because Liu Xiaofei left, at present, Liu Fei does not have any masters by his side. Although there are some mecha fighting masters, you can't drive a mecha to deliver those dozens of boxes of fruit.

In order not to arouse Ah Jing's hostility, Liu Fei just took two people, rented a small hovercar and went straight to Ah Jing's Tic-tac-toe Gang.