Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

For a mercenary organization, the name "Knights of Virtue" is really ridiculous.

Because they are neither virtuous nor chivalrous enough, on the contrary, for the meager profit, this group of people can tear and wrestle each other like vicious dogs.

Just as Voltaire commented on the "Holy Roman Empire" in ancient Europe: it is neither holy, nor Roman, nor an empire!

But—they are supernatural beings.

In today's world where supernatural beings are relatively rare, it is very difficult to gather eight powerful supernatural beings who cooperate with each other tacitly. Hyena groups in many battlefields around the world.

No, since they received a big order from the United States last month, they have rushed from the battlefield in South Africa to this feasting international city, Greater Tokyo.

This impromptu task order surprised the head of the Knights, that is, the leader of the mercenaries, the man code-named "Sacrifice".After chatting in detail with the task issuer through the platform channels for half an hour, they finally decided to accept the order.

When the group leader walked out of his guest room, he found that the group members outside were either reclining on the luxurious sofa in the presidential suite and swiping their mobile phones, or sitting cross-legged in front of the TV playing online games.

After looking around the room, he found that two people were missing, and immediately asked, "What about 'mercy' and 'honor'?"

"Boss, it's not that you don't know the temper of those two buddies. It's rare to come to such a bustling place like Tokyo. Of course, it's to go out and do some happy things with the locals." A blond young man with his legs on the coffee table He replied without raising his head.

"Damn it!" the head of the group couldn't help cursing, "I told them to pay attention to concealment and discipline! One by one came to Japan like a bird out of a cage! Haven't they ever touched a woman in their life? "

"Commander, you are wrong, 'Honor' likes boys." A person said quietly.

"'Honest' shut up! I'll kick your ass so hard with my boot! God bless you, I'll kick you until you can't find a jerk for a month!"

These words were too threatening, and "Honesty" was so frightened that he quickly raised his fingers and made a gesture of covering his mouth, expressing that he would stop talking nonsense.

"Hey, don't worry, Boss." A black old man sitting in front of the TV smiled and turned his head, "Isn't this mission a sure thing? Besides, we will leave immediately after completing the mission. What is there to worry about? "

"This is what worries me, 'humility'." The head of the group who was still angry just now raised his mobile phone with a face full of displeasure, and his movements were as solemn as raising a hand. Lei, "Just now, I received A mission with the same goal. Someone placed the same order as our previous employer! In other words, we only need to kill one person to get two sums of money!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining five people in the room all looked at me and I looked at you.

"God, is it such a coincidence?"

"You stupid groundhog, how is it possible, there must be a party behind it!"

"Wait!" At this time, the only one in the room who was operating the computer, "Justice", suddenly said, "Come and see!"

Several mercenaries leaned over their heads and saw the names that popped up on the screen, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"'Eastern Fang' Asaizumi Sohiro, the serial killer who killed 12 civilians 72 years ago, the internationally wanted criminal and killer who escaped from prison six years ago..."

"'Mountain Beast' Monach Strudy? Shit! Who brought this Indian curry guy over here?"

"'Coral Snake Mercenary Group'? Wait! These bastards stole our mission target last time! Do you want to meddle in this matter again this time? Come eat daddy's ass!"

This Knights of Virtue is worthy of the name of "virtue", and it speaks and shuts with silenced words.In fact, with the passage of time, one by one seniors who are well-known in the mercenary industry have joined this dream list with enthusiasm.

This group of ultra-luxury lineup is probably more than enough to deal with the head of a big country, but you must know that these people are all here for the same mission...

The Knights and others looked at each other, damn it, it's a bad dish.

The black man "humility" slapped his buttocks and jumped up: "I'm going to call the two bastards outside! I have to hurry up and go to Yokohama!"

Several other people also put away their mobile phones as if nothing happened, turned and went back to the room: "I'm going to pack my luggage."

A similar scene does not know how many corners of this world happened.

Countless people cast their murderous intent on Japan, especially the direction of Yokohama.

Because Zhongyuan Zhongya has been working as an online customer service all night... Oh no, he is sending spam messages to the senior mercenaries in the industry.

"Our leader's head is unsalable, help us."

"An unscrupulous boss oppresses his poor subordinates day and night. I can't wait to eat their flesh and blood and chew their bones."

"It is everyone's responsibility to fight against the evil forces."

"Yokohama's sexy singer, sing online, come here, you are from Yokohama."

"It's the brother who came to kill our boss. I searched everywhere, where is the greasy lady."

After sending crazy messages all night long and replying to various neuropathy task details consultations, Chuya's sanity was almost blurred the next day. Human hatred.

The word "hate" is written in the eyes of the black-haired young man...

It wasn't until Taketori Che took a disposable chopstick left over from eating takeout and "slapped" on his forehead, and at the same time said "Om!", that Zhongya Nakahara felt as if he was being slapped in the face like a dream. Awake.

Harm, although "Prison's Breath · Eight Shapes · Dream Bubble" has the effect of breaking barriers, but there is no matching mental power to use it, and Taketori Che still feels like his head is about to explode when he is forced to use it.

"Ah!" Zhong also suddenly recalled what he did last night, shouted in fright, and fell into the leather chair behind him.

"What's wrong?" the mixed-race girl asked.

"It's over..." Zhongya Nakahara replied with a pale face, "Half of the top [-] mercenaries in the world should have set off for Yokohama by now!"

"What?!" Taketori Che was startled, ignoring Dazai Osamu who was sitting behind a table not far away, and immediately asked, "Didn't you just issue fishing missions to one or two mercenary organizations? How could you do that?" So much?"

"I don't know either! The private chat box on my platform turned into a '999 unread' status last night, okay! I'm also very confused!!"

After some research, the two found that Zhong Ye was not very familiar with the mission release platform, and accidentally pressed the button "whether to push the mission to people with similar strength" when selecting the "task designation object" option... What's worse What hurts is that in order to attract the hearts of the Knights of Virtue, the high school directly set the task reward as "[-] million", and the currency unit is not "yen" but "dollar"...

One hundred million dollars to buy Osamu Dazai's life!

Who is not excited!

Taketori Che is heartbroken now!

So she eagerly looked at the leader who was watching the show, and saw that the handsome leader who had doubled his worth smiled calmly at this moment, as if he didn't realize the danger of the imminent disaster.

"Oh." He said slightly reprimanded, "You two want to trick one or two outside organizations into giving Ah Che's performance a boost. Actually, I have no objection. But this time, at least fifty well-known Is it a bit too much for those skilled players to come to Yokohama, let alone the cannon fodder who want to fish in troubled waters?"

The two poor little ones who knew they were in trouble stood in a row in front of Osamu Dazai with their heads drooping, obediently daring not to speak.

"Now that things have happened, I don't think you have any way to protect me from so many killers working together." Dazai Osamu showed a half-smile expression, as if he said that the matter had nothing to do with him, "After all, defense Building No. [-], which is more powerful, is still a month away from completion...Under the circumstances, there is only one other way to solve the current crisis."

"What's the solution, boss!" Taketori Che's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the tail on his back almost swayed.

Although Chuya didn't speak, he looked hopefully at this old partner and boss who had always been very wise and intelligent, as if a drowning man saw a life-saving straw.

"Cough, the matter is actually very simple." Osamu Dazai raised a slender index finger to analyze with them, "The mission issued by Chuya said that the 'port mafia leader' should be killed, right?"

"Yep."

"The problem is—no one knows who the gang leader is! They don't know who I am, whether the person sitting in this position is a man or a woman, an old man or a child...the information is all unknown." When Osamu Dazai said this, he showed a very suspicious smile, no, or it could be called an excited smile, "We just need to make good use of this hidden intelligence advantage, launch a fake leader to the front desk to attract everyone's attention, and then let Ah Che lead The subordinates work together to encircle the killers and mercenaries from all walks of life, and this farce can be barely fooled."

In this way, Osamu Dazai himself was safe and sound, Taketori Che got a super high score enough for her to become the captain of the guerrilla team, and Nakahara Chuya also recovered the sky-high deposit on the mission release platform—because no one can complete the mission, he can be justified Promptly announced the failure of the mission, and then took the opportunity to withdraw the deposit - all three are happy!

As expected of the leader, he easily came up with a solution that two idiots couldn't think of!

The red-haired young man in the top hat was relieved when he heard this, and couldn't help asking: "Then, who will play the role of the fake leader?"

So he was horrified to find that the two people in the room were all looking at him in unison.

——You will be responsible for the disaster you caused.

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"We have a distinguished guest here today. I think everyone is not familiar with her, but it doesn't matter! As the team leader, I will introduce to you: this, Miss Zhongyuan Takako, she is not only our Zhongyuan Zhongye The younger sister of the cadre, and more importantly, she is the most mysterious new leader of our port mafia! She made a private visit today, in fact, to inspect the effectiveness of our team's training!"

In the training ground, in front of his subordinates, Taketori Che announced loudly: "Give me your housekeeping skills and let the leader take a good look at it! Do you understand!"

"Oh!" The subordinates who didn't know what was going on yelled loudly.

After all, who made the weak beauty with long ocher hair standing on the stage so pitiful and lovable?

Look at the flawless face, the tender cherry lips that are bitten tightly, the cobalt blue eyes that are about to cry, the delicate waist that is full of grip, the slender white limbs and the smooth skin... Oh, God , we die.

Anyway, they are all about protecting the leader. Instead of protecting a crazy old man who is five big and three rough, the good man would prefer to protect a strong-willed, smart and courageous, mysterious girl leader, right?

We have to admit that Taketori Che is a sand sculptor who can rely on her face for food but relies on her strength to work. Therefore, when she devotes herself wholeheartedly to "playing a beautiful girl fan who wants to stick to the leader lady", that The image and acting skills are still very successful.

Therefore, when two beautiful beauties with different styles stood on the stage to observe everyone's training, the aesthetic impact was crushed mercilessly, which immediately excited the energetic young men in the audience.

In case, if I behave better, will the leader/team leader look at me with admiration?hey-hey……

On the contrary, the backbones of the three teams next to them had seen the face of the real leader Osamu Dazai on different occasions. Half blushed.

What's the situation?What is Team Leader Taketori doing?

Just listening to her blowing rainbow farts to this "Zhongyuan Takako" lady for 15 minutes, the cadre who was forced to disguise himself as a woman to disguise his identity couldn't help but tugged at her sleeve, and yelled in a low voice: : "It's almost done!"

"Wow!" Taketori yelled exaggeratedly, and turned his head to look at the audience, "Our beloved leader can't wait for everyone's display of combat power! She even urged me to hurry up! Sorry, sorry, mainly the leader Your extraordinary beauty has bewitched me..."

Miss Takako Nakahara glared fiercely at this idiot, Taketori Che, but this look seemed to everyone to be the style of "Girl Anger". For a while, everyone felt that their heartbeats accelerated, and they wished that the person who was staring at her could be replaced by herself , not the leader Taketori who was sticking to the leader with a hippie smile.

After playing enough, Taketori turned around and gave an order solemnly: "Hey, Honda-kun, start the actual combat drill!"

Honda Keita hesitated to speak: "...Yes, the team leader, and the leader."

The expression of Miss Takako Nakahara on the side already looked socially dead.