I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 380: Mercenary Union

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It is already late at night, and most people have fallen asleep at this point.

However, the prosthetic leg tavern on the commercial street is very lively.

The mercenaries and the hunters sat together, drinking 3 Yajing bottles of beer made from bullet shells, while playing poker, and bluffing each other ’s harvest today. Scavengers also sat in corners in twos and threes, drinking and discussing good places for scavenging. The exposed girl in the bar was lying lazily beside the bar, waiting for tonight's prey to catch the net.

Zhou Guoping, who was serving as a bartender, stood in front of the bar, wiping his glass as usual, and occasionally chatting with the acquainted woman lying in front of the bar. In a sense, this boss and bartender's buddy is famous among those who lick the blood. Anything that has been troubled in this tavern, without exception, did not fall out deliciously.

Everyone is guessing his identity. Many good people even gave him a "bare-head bartender" name.

Of course, no one will guess that his true identity is the eyeliner responsible for gathering intelligence for the actual controller of the sixth block.

"Lao Li, you just came back from Liuding Town. Did you encounter any interesting fun there?" A mercenary wearing exotic leather armor asked his old friend with a hiccup Road.

"It's still the same. It's boring to make people sleepy." The shaved mercenary took a sip of wine and waved his hand.

Compared with the prosperity of the sixth block, the light of Liuding Town has gradually been obscured.

"Really? Haha, the goddess of the screw tavern? I remember that the chick was your dream lover." The mercenary on the side patted Lao Li's shoulder and laughed loudly.

"I didn't see it, I guess it's not in the area of ​​Wanghai City." The mercenary known as Lao Li said with some annoyance.

"I hope it was not caught by a group of predators who became RBQ." One whistled and laughed.

"If you don't want me to put you in the toilet and choke a few sips of water, I advise you to close your dog's mouth." Lao Li stood upcast.

However, the mercenary was not weak, but whistle provocatively.

"Go to his mother. Lao Li, this guy is just kidding, you just put him as a fart." The mercenary on the side hurriedly pulled him and pointedly stopped. Zhou Guoping in action.

Although that old Lee's face was still ugly, he sat down. Looking down at the friend's finger, the mercenary with an unclean mouth narrowed his neck and sat back.

Fighting here is purely unwilling to live.

Zhou Guoping glanced at the people and saw that the mercenaries had settled down. Then he continued to wipe the cup in his hand, but he scorned the words in contempt.

A group of fools, your goddess does n’t know how many times he was played by a high-profile man who changed his posture.

It's pretty sighing to say that Chu Nan's guy is now mixed up as the sixth block executive, but he is still the owner of a pub, and he hasn't received any notice of such a big thing as going back to participate in the reform bill.

Although his reputation as a "bare-head bartender" is still quite popular among a group of small characters, the specific situation is only clear to him, even if he is facing Zhao Chenwu who surrendered to Jiang Chen, his status is not short. A head.

Honestly, he was really afraid of touching the Chunan guy. After all, that Zhou Xiaoxia, he also touched the bandits when he was a bandit in the Grey Gu Mercenary Corps. Although Chu Nan didn't seem to take him seriously, Zhou Guoping knew that his weight in the boss's heart was probably less than one-tenth that of Chu Nan's fellow. He just wanted to get rid of himself just because it was easy.

Since the sixth block was occupied by the Fishbone Base, his presence in the intelligence gathering pub has become thinner.

Just for a while, he was shocked by the communicator he placed under the bar.

Zhou Guoping used to put the cup and rag aside for a while and took out the communicator from under the bar and glanced at it. When he saw a few large characters on the screen, he was stunned for a while, his face immediately showing an ecstatic expression.

[Sender: Jiang Chen

Content: Come back. 】

After half an year, the boss finally remembered him!

Throwing his work to other folks, Zhou Guoping pulled his coat over his body and walked out of the tavern quickly.

......

To be honest, Jiang Chen doesn't really want to reuse it for people who have moral taints. But Zuo Siyou thought about it. He has more dealings with mercenaries in his men, and it seems that Zhou Guoping is this guy.

It is really only him who is the best candidate for the president of this mercenary union.

At the moment, Zhou Guoping is standing at Jiang Chen's desk, his head buried, waiting for his instructions.

"Speaking of it, your movements are quite fast." Jiang Chen smiled.

"Hey, how dare I neglect you, I will rush when I receive the news." Zhou Guoping said flatly.

Seeing Zhou Guoping's flattering look, Jiang Chen smiled and pulled a stack of paper documents from the table.

"Do n’t be nervous, it ’s a good thing to find you, you can read this document."

Zhou Guoping smiled flatteringly, nodded and took over the document, and then looked at it roughly, but he was stunned before reading two lines.

"Mercenary Union?"

"Yes. The president of this guild, I plan to let you be." Jiang Chen said with a smile on her desk with her fingers crossed.

"Xie Lao ----, Marshal Xie!" Zhou Guoping almost excitedly called the wrong word, and the grandiose acting was almost kowtowed.

"Okay, I ’ll keep it and shoot it later. I ’m here to find you. I ’ve told others to do it on the premises, and it ’s directly across the street from the 6th Street. This mercenary union is set up, and I hope to see your results within a week. "

"Guarantee the completion of the mission!" Zhou Guoping patted the chest and packed the ticket.

"Then you go." Jiang Chen said.

With a bow, Zhou Guoping turned and left. But when he reached the door, he stopped as if thinking of something, and turned around and asked.

"Right, that prosthetic leg tavern —"

"I will find someone else to take your place. Your focus will be put on the mercenary union." Jiang Chen said.

"Yes."

Zhou Guoping exited the door respectfully.

About half a minute later, Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair and smiled and asked Han Junhua who was standing by and watching.

"You think, how about handing this position to this kind of person?"

Han Junhua spent only two seconds thinking.

"Only ability is the most suitable candidate."

There is a certain prestige among mercenaries, and it is indeed more appealing than an unknown person. If people like Cheng Weiguo or Zhao Gang are to be the president, I am afraid that this mercenary trade union will be hard to form.

"What about other things?"

"If I can read people's hearts, I won't lose to you." Han Junhua answered frankly.

Jiang Chen smiled noncommittally.

"Then I am really lucky." (To be continued.)