"Boss, I heard that you are looking for someone." Chen Xing walked over and sat down and asked straight to the point.
This is a middle-aged man, about fifty years old, slightly bald. He looked at Chen Xing a few times and asked, "Where are you from?"
"Coming from the north." Chen Xing replied.
"You are a refugee." The middle-aged businessman seemed a little surprised, and then he looked wary. Judging from the appearance and temperament of the other party, he does not look like a refugee living in the deep wilderness, so there is only one possibility that he is a criminal or a dishonest person. When a caravan hires people, the biggest fear is to attract wolves into the house.
Seeing the middle-aged businessman frowning slightly and looking undecided, Chen Xing stood up and left without saying a word. He didn't have much hope in the first place, and since middle-aged people are more cautious, the possibility of success is very low.
"Wait a minute," the middle-aged businessman stopped him, "How many of you are there, where are you planning to go?"
Chen Xing sat back. It seemed that the other party was desperate and had no worries. He continued, "There are four in total. We are going to find a group in Crow City and try our luck in the east." The Black Feather Principality and the Silver Claw Principality are at war in the east. , they disguise themselves as mercenaries who were gold diggers in the past, which makes them more credible.
"Young man, you are so motivated." The middle-aged businessman sighed and raised his glass to indicate.
"What trouble did you encounter before?" Chen Xing asked casually.
"We were attacked at night, by two or three gunmen. The mercenaries were all dead, and many drivers and workers were also killed and injured. We only drove away half of the cars." The middle-aged businessman said with a sad face, as if he had lost a lot of money. Very big.
"Do you know who did it?" Chen Xing asked.
The middle-aged businessman shook his head, "They used sniper rifles. They were far apart. We don't even know where the murderer is hiding."
"If we meet them again next time," Chen Xing removed the "Hunting Elephant" sniper rifle from his back, put it on the table, and said, "I guarantee that they will never come back."
"Very good." The middle-aged businessman looked happy and stretched out his hand towards Chen Xing. Just like that, the matter was settled.
Next, the two chatted about some trivial things, probably the current situation in the east and some gossip news about the upper-class nobles. It was both a pastime and a process of deepening familiarity.
While chatting, there was suddenly a commotion outside. Not long after, the dull sound of the engine came through the window, shaking people's stomach and six internal organs. It was the sound of heavy trucks, and there were lots of them.
Chen Xing walked to the window, lowered his head and looked out, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The back of the truck was covered with dark green canvas. Judging from its shape, it looked like a combat-type mecha. There is a blue crow painted on the hood, which is the symbol of the Moore family in Crow City.
Soldiers were constantly getting out of their vehicles and waiting in line in the open space. Chen Xing couldn't help but take a breath, thinking to himself that he was unlucky enough to bump into the returning troops.
Then, he saw Roy Moore and Leander Ralph, the elder of the principality. The former looked normal, while the latter looked a little depressed. Although Chen Xing was horrified in his heart, he remained calm on the surface. He walked to sit down next to the middle-aged businessman, took a sip of wine, and asked seemingly casually, "When will we set off?"
"If you are ready, you can do it at any time." The middle-aged businessman replied. He has been stuck here for many days. If the delay continues, the market situation will change again.
"Let's go up and pack our things and set off in two hours." Chen Xing said.
"Okay, then I'll inform the others as well." said the middle-aged businessman.
Two hours later, Chen Xing, wearing sunglasses, walked out of the bar with the other three people and walked to the parking spot. In the small square, the soldiers of the Moore family gathered together in twos and threes, smoking or chatting. When he passed by them, Chen Xing's heart was pounding. If he was discovered here, it would be very bad.
"Sir, are you leaving?" Two little boys watching the car ran over and asked Chen Xing. The clear children's voices immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers.
Chen Xing took out two silver coins and threw them over.
"Thank you, sir, you are such a good person." The little boy caught the silver coin, bowed to Chen Xing, and ran away quickly.
Walking next to Armed Cricket, Chen Xing unloaded the package and threw it into the passenger seat. He was about to get in the car when a shout came from behind him.
"Hey, mercenary"
Chen Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he almost couldn't help but rush into the car and rush out. But doing so is tantamount to admitting that you have a problem. He could not escape these soldiers, nor could he escape the principal elders.
Chen Xing exhaled slowly and turned around. The person who called him was a soldier of the Moore family, of medium build, wearing a military cap and carrying an assault rifle.
"Do you have a fire?" the soldier took out a pack of cigarettes, smoked one, held it in his mouth, and asked.
Chen Xing didn't say anything. He took out the kerosene lighter from his pocket, opened the lid with a "ding" sound, and lit it for the other party.
The soldier leaned against the car, took a good breath, exhaled a large cloud of smoke, then patted the body of the Armed Cricket and exclaimed, "What a good car."
"It's okay." Chen Xing said casually.
"How much is it?" "It's second-hand, it's not worth much." "This is an armed cricket with fish scales. It costs at least two thousand." "Almost." "It's good to be your mercenary." Maybe it's boring, then The soldier was smoking a cigarette while chatting with Chen Xing. Chen Xing was worried if he left, and if he didn't leave, he was anxious.
"The money you get for licking the blood from the blade of a knife is not as good as the money you get for eating the royal rations." "Oh, fifty bucks a month, you might as well go on a trip with the caravan." "It's not stable." The two of them said to each other. While chatting without a word, the soldier leaned against the car door, still showing no intention of leaving.
"Boss, everything is ready." Cassie shouted at the right moment, and Chen Xing turned around and responded. Although the soldier was a little reluctant, he patted his pants and left.
Chen Xing got into the car, inserted the key, stepped on the accelerator, slowly backed out of the car, then turned the steering wheel and drove towards the town gate.
At about the same time, Roy came out of another bar and saw Chen Xing's silhouette, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"My nephew, what's wrong?" Leander came out from behind and asked.
"No" Roy shook his head. He just felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Maybe he was just an ordinary mercenary. There was a war going on in the east, and the mercenaries from the Black Feather Principality who had borrowed from Crow City were all over the streets, so he didn't take it too seriously.
After leaving the town gate, Chen Xing let out a long breath. Unconsciously, my back was soaked with cold sweat. Because of Ye Yang Qingyan's relationship, he had offended the eldest son of the Moore family to death. Furthermore, he killed Yang Zhiyong. Although the powerful families always fight with each other, they will definitely defend each other on this issue. Because this is related to the face of the ruling class and is a core interest.
As for Leander, the mayor killed two Yulings in a row, and his vitality was severely damaged. He couldn't take revenge on the mayor, so he must take it out on him. After all, the mayor took action to help him. Now it can be regarded as wandering around the gate of hell and coming out again.
After a while, the caravan vehicles drove out of Dake Town. Chen Xing suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the Armed Cricket's V12 engine roared loudly as it sped toward the southwest.
