Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

The first floor of the Chinese Mercenary Corps is a hall, which is mainly used to receive customers and discuss business. There are two inner halls on both sides of the hall.

The inner hall can be used for business negotiations as well as a place to rest.

The second floor and above are basically bedrooms, and the established setting is that each member will have a separate room. Now the entire mercenary group has only eleven members.

Therefore, most of the rooms are idle, but if the number of members expands in the future, the entire tower will be able to accommodate about 300 people.

Because there was no business, Lu Zhishen, Lin Tian, ​​Wang Juntang and others sat in the inner hall to rest and chat. The content of their chats was nothing more than cultivation, or what happened between themselves and Lu Chen and so on.

"Stand still! Why are you dozing off?"

At this time, Horn and Li Yanan had just returned from visiting old customers. After a few days of opening, there was still no customer.

As the team leader, Horn was naturally very anxious, so he took the initiative to visit his former customers.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhang Long, who was in charge of reception, leaning against the door frame and looking a little sleepy. Horn's face suddenly changed and he scolded him seriously.

"Master... Master..." Zhang Long was frightened by the scolding. Just as he was about to explain, Horn glared at him. Then he turned and walked towards the inner hall, as if he was going to settle the score with him.

Seeing this, Zhang Long showed an innocent and helpless expression on his face, and waited for his master and his mistress to enter the inner hall.

Zhang Long used his true energy and immediately lost his sleepiness. He continued to stare at the monks coming and going on the street, but no one walked into the Chinese Mercenary Group.

In the inner hall, Hu Lanying and Sun Erniang were chatting about family matters. When they saw Mr. and Mrs. Horn come in, they quickly nodded and saluted to them. Lu Zhishen and others also followed suit and bowed.

"How is the captain? Is there any progress?"

After Horn and Li Yanan sat down, Wang Juntang asked anxiously.

"Oh... not so good! The bosses or managers I had worked with before, when they heard that I was going to meet them, all of them closed the door and I didn't even see them.

By the way! How are you doing over there, Yanan? "

Horn sighed helplessly with anger in his heart.

As a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage, he was repeatedly rejected. Naturally, he felt bad.

“My situation is not ideal either, but according to Manager Wang of the Half Moon Chamber of Commerce in East City, this matter may be related to the Wushuang Mercenary Group, and it also involves the intentions of the deputy city lord.

That’s why our Chinese Mercenary Group has been suppressed like this, and no one dares to come to us to entrust us with tasks.”

Li Yanan said with a frown.

"Damn it! It's the Wushuang Mercenary Group behind this again. No wonder we are in such a predicament."

Upon hearing this, Horn clenched his fists in anger.

I immediately thought of what happened two years ago.

"Ah? Why is the deputy city lord involved?" Lin Tian said in shock.

"We are just a small mercenary group. What does it have to do with the deputy city lord?" Sun Erniang said coldly when she heard this.

The others were also shocked when they heard this. The Wushuang Mercenary Group was the leading large mercenary group in Half Moon City, and everyone had heard of it.

If it was just the Wushuang Mercenary Group suppressing the Chinese Mercenary Group, it would essentially be malicious competition between the same industry, and it would not put the Chinese Mercenary Group in a state of having no customers to receive.

But if the deputy city lord interferes, the nature of the situation will be different, and it will almost make it impossible for the Chinese Mercenary Group to continue operating.

For a moment, everyone in the inner hall was talking and expressing their opinions, especially Lu Zhishen, who had the loudest voice.

At this time, a tall and thin middle-aged monk wearing a luxurious black robe and a goatee, exuding the aura of a superior, came to the door of the Chinese Mercenary Group.

"Welcome to the Chinese Mercenary Group. How can I help you, senior?"

Seeing that there was finally a guest coming to visit, Zhang Long greeted him warmly.

"Take me to see your leader." The man said lightly, without even looking at Zhang Long, and walked into the hall.

"Uh...Okay, senior. Please take a rest here. I will report to you."

When Zhang Long heard that the visitor was looking for the team leader directly, he thought it was an important customer and greeted him enthusiastically.

"No need! I'll go find him myself!" the man said calmly, and with a quick glance he found Huo En.

Then he walked straight into the inner hall, as casually as if he was returning to his own home.

The man came to the door of the inner hall and pushed it open without knocking. The wooden latch broke with a click.

After hearing the sound, everyone in the inner hall immediately became alert and looked towards the door.

"Hehehe... Don't be nervous! I'm the manager of the Wushuang Mercenary Group, and my last name is Lu."

After the visitor came in, he found a chair and sat down, introduced himself with a smile, not caring at all about the strange looks from everyone.

"It's you! What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, please leave."

Horn recognized at a glance the monk who claimed to be surnamed Lu. He was a manager of the Wushuang Mercenary Group named Lu Zhicai. His expression immediately changed and he said unhappily.

Two years ago, when the Chinese Mercenary Corps was first established, Horn set prices very low in order to start business and quickly grabbed part of the market.

As a result, they were suppressed by their peers, led by the Wushuang Mercenary Group, which made it difficult for the Chinese Mercenary Group to survive and forced them to lay off staff and reduce their size.

After the house was downsized, they moved to that dilapidated courtyard.

Now that the Chinese Mercenary Group has risen again, it is being suppressed by the Wushuang Mercenary Group.

Naturally, Horn did not have a good face towards Lu Zhicai.

Lu Zhicai was not angry when he heard this, and still smiled and said:

"Hahaha... Captain Huo, you don't have to be like this. I'm here today on behalf of the Wushuang Mercenary Group. Our leader said that it's impossible for your Chinese Mercenary Group to continue operating.

The fact that no guests have visited us in the past few days shows the future outcome, so our leader wants to acquire your Chinese Mercenary Group.

Of course, Captain Huo, you don't have to rush to reply me. I will come back in three days. Then, Captain Huo, please don't let me down!"

"You..." Horn was about to open his mouth to refuse directly, but when he saw a young figure suddenly appear at the door, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

The man said with an unquestionable tone:

"You don't have to come again after three days. The Chinese Mercenary Group will never agree to any merger. You are not welcome here. You'd better leave now!"

"Hmph! Captain Huo, your upbringing is really lacking. It's not your turn to interrupt when the adults are talking."

Seeing that the person who spoke was just a young man in his twenties with a cynical smile on his face, Lu Zhicai thought that the person was Horn's son.

So, his expression changed immediately and he said unhappily.

"Hahaha... Lu Zhicai, you'd better get out of here! You are not welcome here. His meaning is my meaning.

Our Chinese Mercenary Group will never be acquired by you, even if we have to close down. Go back and tell your master to give up on this idea!"

Horn stood up, and the aura of the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage surged towards Lu Zhicai like an overwhelming force, making him feel the pressure doubled instantly. His body felt as if it was carrying a thousand-pound weight and was very uncomfortable.

"You...you will regret this, hum..."

Lu Zhicai felt Horn's aura. Although he was unhappy, he did not dare to go against Horn. After all, he was only in the initial stage of Jindan cultivation, and going against him would only bring trouble upon himself.

After saying these harsh words, Lu Zhicai got up and left angrily.

When he passed by the young monk at the door, he glared at the young monk with vicious eyes...