"I made a note of it, and I'll tell my lord. Zhang Hanwen nodded in agreement, while spreading out the last page of the agreement, took the pen handed by the supervisor, and signed the name on it.

"We will schedule the auction in two weeks, so please leave your contact address so that we can contact you. The director said.

"Why two weeks later?"

"We need to publicize these two badges, if there are no mercenary groups and mercenaries to claim them within a week, we will arrange an auction publicity, this publicity is also a week, if someone comes to our guild to claim within these two weeks, we will suspend the auction, we will arrange an appraisal, if the appraisal result is that the person who came to claim it is indeed the owner of this mercenary group and individual, we will return the two badges to the owner, if the claimant is not the owner of the item, the auction will continue. ”

"Can't you simplify the procedures a little? My lord is in a hurry. Zhang Hanwen asked.

"No, it's a procedure that has to be followed. The supervisor said that it was impossible to speed up, and Zhang Hanwen could only show a helpless look, and he packed his things and prepared to leave.

At this time, the director stopped him again and said, "Sir, you have signed the auction agreement, then please hand over these two items to our Mercenary Guild for safekeeping, and we will issue you a written certificate." ”

When Zhang Hanwen said this, he took out a written certificate and handed it to me, I looked at it, put it away, and then said to him: "Uncle Zhang, it's hard work, you and your son pay attention to the mercenary guild these days, and report it as soon as there is any situation!"

"Okay, don't worry, master, I'll let Shuo'er stay in the Mercenary Guild, as long as there is some movement over there, I'll report it immediately!"

Sometimes I really didn't know that the efficiency of this mercenary guild would be so high, just on the second day, the first person on the search for people changed again, and now it is a ** nicknamed Night Demon Wolf, no one knows what the name of this person is, but the number of women in his hands has accumulated to thirty-five.

As for yesterday's one named Martin the Magic Bow, I heard that the publisher has canceled his wanted person, and this is the second wanted person to be canceled in three days.

Another piece of news is that the bulletin board of the Mercenary Guild posted a public notice of the transfer of the mercenary group and the title of the mercenary, the mercenary group is called Storm, if the mercenaries with older qualifications still have a little impression of this mercenary group, the recruits don't know anything about it, so this mercenary group has not caused any movement.

It was the mercenary title that caused the commotion, because the mercenary's name was the same as the one who had just been canceled, it was called Magic Bow Martin, which made the hall of the mercenary guild lively for a long time, and everyone stopped in front of the bulletin board.

When they saw the content of the announcement clearly, it turned out that this mercenary group and this mercenary title would be auctioned in two weeks, and many mercenaries whose weapons were bows and arrows were gearing up to auction off this title.

"Hey, Matthew, aren't you an archer?

"Ah, Majide, I'm not interested, why don't you try?" The archer named Matthew touched his money bag, shook his head and left, and the Majide looked at the knife in his hand, and he had a few dollars, but he used a knife, could it be a title to change the bow?

These were just two small episodes in front of the bulletin board, and just opposite the announcement, a pair of eyes were staring closely at the people coming and going, and from time to time he reached out to touch the position of his left arm, and every time he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He is Zhang Shuo, his father ordered him to stare at the bulletin board, if someone plans to stir up and stir up, he must report to his father immediately, and after that, naturally someone will go to the person who stirs up the harmony to talk about life and ideals.

And Zhang Shuo is a little strange, he always feels that his left arm is still there, and his left arm is very itchy, he always unconsciously wants to scratch it twice, which makes him unable to concentrate on staring at the bulletin board, but fortunately, no one has come to make trouble so far.

Imperial Capital Regent's Mansion, secret room, in the shadows, a gloomy voice asked, "Have you checked it out?"

"It's clear, this brand is indeed the Magic Bow Martin!"

"Daddy, hard ......work" The person in the shadow seemed to be pondering, and after listening to the report, he casually wanted to encourage his subordinates, but this subordinate who was the most comfortable to use himself had already died with that damn Martin.

When the reporter heard the word "Daddy", he wanted to say a few words, but he opened his mouth and said nothing.

It took a long time for the man in the shadows to say, "Rick, are you saying this true?" The man in the shadows was playing with a small bead in his hand.

"It's true, this can't be faked, and we checked it when Commander Liu collected the body, and the person who was suppressed by Commander Liu was indeed the Demon Bow Martin. The acting leader of the dark department named Li Ke said.

"Alright, you go down. The man in the shadows spoke softly, his tone extremely depressed. This time, the dark part of the mission suffered heavy losses, not only did half of the elite fold there, but even the subordinates he trusted were folded in.

This subordinate has followed him since he was a child, and he still remembers that when he was the prince of the palace, one day, a tall back covered his playing figure, and he turned around and asked unhappily: "Who are you?"

The black shadow cracked his mouth and smiled, laughing as he said, "From today onwards, I will be the personal guard of the prince!"

"Oh, what kind of means do you want to protect me?" he had a deep thought, and he had to ask every person who came to be his guard, and many of the guards couldn't answer, or either patted their chests and blew up, or immediately knelt down and swore to the sky, that no one had worked for three months, and many people had never seen it since he drove him out.

The life and death of these lowly people is not in the eyes of his high-ranking son, and now that another one appears in front of him, what will this person do? Will he blow a blow or swear by a curse?

"I, I will protect you like a father protects his son!" This answer was very novel, he had never felt fatherly love in this palace, and the high prince was like an angry King Kong at home.

"Do you think I'll be satisfied with your answer?" I don't know why, I actually asked more, if it was usual, this guard would be taken down, perform duties for no more than three months, and then, just find a reason to dispose of it.

I don't know if my answer is in line with the son's will, but my father said it to me, and he did it, so I think that's what I should say now. The guard smiled again, and by this time he had turned an angle, and he could finally see the guard, and the guard did not bow his head in fear like the others, but smiled and looked at him, and the guard's eyes were so warm, how to say? It was like a father's gaze staring at his beloved son, and at that moment, his young heart was struck by something.