Chapter 14 The boss is the boss

In the church on three streets in the north of the city, the priest looked at the members of the swaggering BlackTiger Mercenary Corps with a depressed face. The destruction of the rattlesnake was so sudden that a large number of asylum seekers poured into this small confession church. People don't know what the details of the Vikings and Tauren who suddenly appeared. And it is said that the boss of this mercenary regiment seems to be a Nile, and he is a newly wanted Nile.

It's really rare for a fierce man that the Count of Carpathian can't subdue with power.

"Grandma, things seem to have become big."

At the opposite door of the church, Ma Hu, who looked like a refugee, was drinking tea there, sitting beside the trembling Luo Qier. This little woman really couldn't break free from the bloody savage of sloppy moments. This Nile is so unbelievable.

With a bang, a person's soul goes from this world to another world.

Gods can't do things so easily. How can it be so easy?

Ma Hu's eyes glanced at the chattering women. The priest opposite was walking anxiously, with his hands in his sleeves. The black robe looked a little shabby, but the worry in his eyes also reflected the nobleness of the clergy. Although the priest has been discriminated against and teased on this street, it is undeniable that he is one of the few good people in the city of Tamsalu.

He scratched his head carelessly and said nothing more. He walked towards the priest.

This is a second-level professional trainee priest. Compared with those clergy who have received stable social status and treatment, the trainee priest is as busy and life as a wise servant.

This small confession church is like a priest's chicken. He always maintains it very well.

But just like the evil people have a headache for those stubborn guys, the rattlesnake did not embarrass the stubborn priest of this church.

"Father."

Ma Hu walked over, and the Tauren and Vikings who cleared the field were on guard there. Everyone knew what would happen in the next few hours. There is no doubt that the Black Jack Mercenary Regiment will not let a sudden mercenary regiment challenge the rules.

It's just that sloppy doesn't care about this.

"It's you?!! You scum, asshole, your disguise can't deceive me. This poor guy is pulling the cross, as if he were a sloppy evil monster. Fortunately, real monsters like Chude Lake crocodiles will be killed by Ma Hu. This soldier king is not afraid of the punishment of any gods. If possible, he is even willing to exchange the statue for two gold coins to play.

The Tauren and Shaheley blocked the street there, and the second floor of the streets on both sides was full of watching small citizens. These aborigines are not as tough as Tamsalu, just like a small word will be added in front of the little citizens, and these guys are also very timid.

The sudden sloppy man stood in front of the priest, and the spitting priest seemed to hate the thugs and was about to jump up.

It's just that he definitely didn't dare. Looking at the more and more sloppy, the priest chose to shut up.

Look at the sloppy with hatred and fear.

Boss Ma scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Father, can you let uninjudable people into your church? I don't want to hurt unincompetent people by mistake.

The priest was stunned.

This second-level trainee priest has never seen such a talkative mercenary leader, um... At least Ma Hu is indeed a mercenary leader now. Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment? Judging from all the deeds, I'm afraid that the Tauren Vikings and Boss Ma have been planning this matter for a long time. Luo Qier could only look at it from a distance. With an exclamation and a few scolding in front of her, the whole thing changed. There was no doubt that the big trouble followed.

Jack. Black had a gloomy face. He knew very well that if he didn't handle this matter properly this time, he would definitely be attacked by the rest of the bigwigs. Although no one in Tamsalu has been able to be a rotating mercenary regiment for two consecutive years, this does not mean Jack. Brac has no ambition. He really wants to create a new era, Tamsalu's Black Jack era.

It's just such an opportunity, it's too small.

The mercenary regiment only has the strength and confidence to speak in Tamsalu. Once it meets the army of Grand Duke Narval or the toughness of the Kingdom of Estonia, these guys are simply vulnerable outside.

"Black Queen" Quinn, deputy of the Black Jack Mercenary Regiment. Jeros looked a little annoy. He took two steps and finally scolded: "Big boss, how can such an arrogant guy come to Tamsalu?"

Black Jack's boss Jack. Black said angrily, "I also want to figure it out!"

But in this place, how can people without much strength provoke the largest mercenary organization in Tamsalu?

So the people of Black Jack are worried. Is it a mercenary federation in a damn place that looks at the oil and water of Tamsalu and wants to insert it strongly?

However, these mercenaries are just a group of brainless warriors after all. Maybe they still have a little capital to kill people, but they don't want to play tricks with guys with long heads.

Jack can eat the villain Bruce, not because Jack's wisdom is better than Bruce. Wayne is taller, but because of Bruce. Wayne is not strong enough to challenge Black Jack.

Mercenaries are not good at business, but they need money and a lot of money. Most of these mercenaries who lick blood on the edge of the knife want to have fun in time, because in case they hang up, the gold coins they have accumulated will not be used.

Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce in Tamsalu is rich, and the mercenary regiment has soldiers.

This makes this grotesque city stronger. Once a foreign enemy invades, merchants pay and mercenaries come out, so although Grand Duke Narval and the King of Estonia want to get such a piece of fat meat, the cost is too high and there is no chance to do it.

"Oh... fucking, it's coming so fast!"

The Tauren in front of him stopped the intersection, and the number of seven or eight large mercenary regiments that came from the vast array was at least one or two thousand. This kind of formation, ordinary little people had long been scared.

Just seeing this scene, Shashely and Norton actually smiled excitedly, and then led people forward. These Vikings and Tauren were huge, and the formation produced was not inferior to the troops in front.

And Ma Hu looked back, pushed the priest in and said, "Don't come out!"

The priest shouted twice, and it was ping-pong inside. Obviously, this poor guy fell heavily. Luo Qier was a little scared and shrank twice, but was picked up by a careless tiger, like a kitten, and let the back horse boss whisper, "Listen to the little girl, don't come out. You will die."

Luo Qier nodded in horror, and then opened her mouth and shouted, "Bad guy."

Ma Hu grinned and pulled away the tattered cloak on his body. The Vikings and tauren walking on both sides consciously dodged a road. Boss Ma's posture was extremely high, but the warriors were very clear about the strength of this guy.

Boss Ma was equipped with at least 200 pistol bullets. The magazine had been loaded for a long time. The bullet was loaded, and the safety was not turned off. It was directly attached to the outside of his thighs, with calf leather armor on his upper body and a pair of buffalo black leather boots on his lower body. The shiny toe is obviously coated with some fish oil, the trousers are tattered, and the two broken strips are thrown outside, but there is no hopeless withering, but a little more unruly and wild.

The swaggered sloppy walked forward, and the one who came face to face turned out to be Jack. Seven or eight boss outside Black. The heads of these mercenary regiments saw from afar that the Tauren and the Vikings were separated, while Norton and Sahili, who fought in the front, stood left and right. The huge figures of tomahawk and warhammer are extremely shocking. He said to himself: Is this still a weapon used by human beings?

Boss Ma is equipped with a machete at his waist, which is obviously a Persian craftsmanship. The pattern on it is very simple. It is a python. This simple machete was specially given to Ma Hu by Boss Jiji.

On both sides of the street with a solid atmosphere, in the cracks in the door and windows upstairs, the curious and excited residents are in large numbers of the boss of the Black Tiger Mercenary Corps who has just flattened the rattlesnake.

Looking at his plainness and chicness, it actually makes people have a kind of respect.

This has nothing to do with the spirit of the eighth king, but this kind of temperament, in the face of thousands of troops.

Perhaps many people don't know the mentality of real super soldiers facing the army, but they can talk and laugh without changing their faces. This kind of person, unless he is crazy, must be extremely confident and arrogant.

There is no doubt that the three bitches in Songye Village are fully in line with this evaluation.

"Tiger, it seems that the problem is a little difficult." Sahili rubbed his bearded chin. Although his eyes were serious, he had a little frivolous tone.

The Tauren hammered the tomahawk to the ground and said loudly, "What are you afraid of? This low-grade cannon fodder, in just three minutes, I can solve fifty!"

Norton is certainly not bragging. After all, mercenaries are not professional soldiers. They are not compared with the regular army of Estonia or Narval. The reason why Tamsalu can resist foreign enemies is that there are so many mercenaries here.

And the businessmen here are more rich and jealous.

The combination of two swords, so Tamsalu has become a place where people are greedy and unable to do it.

Boss Ma smiled and lifted his hair. The black hair was very eye-catching. The legendary soldier king put his hands in his trousers pocket and asked his two partners in a plain tone, saying, "I said, guys, do you think we will suddenly kill all these heads and directly take over Tamsalu City?"

As soon as the words fell, a trace of shrewdness flashed in the Miner and Sahili's eyes...