At the airport.
Xiao Zheng, wearing sunglasses, sat lazily on a bench and waited.
Houzi arrived at the airport at about ten o 'clock, but it was not even half past nine. Shen Manjun impatiently urged Xiao Zheng to go to the airport.
She really wanted to see what the teachers of the academy who were entrusted with important tasks by Xiao Zheng were like.
Were they really that outstanding? Were they worthy of Xiao Zheng's praise?
"Are they cold and handsome like in the movies?" Shen Manjun held Xiao Zheng's arm like a couple in love.
The pedestrians glanced at Shen Manjun from time to time with red eyes.
Although Shen Manjun was not married, she exuded the aura of a rich lady. Her light red mink fur accentuated her vixen aura perfectly.
Seductive.
Xiao Zheng tilted his head, squinted and said, "They are neither cold nor handsome. They have a bit of a wretched temperament. "
Houzi was usually close to Siyan and was also infected with his bad temperament. How could they be cold and handsome?
Mega Gun's physique could support a bit of a tough temperament. However, that simple-minded look of his couldn't be said to be callous.
Smiling, Xiao Zheng missed his two brothers quite a bit.
The result of the discussion was that Houzi would be the dean, but Mega Gun also missed everyone, so he abandoned the heavy responsibility of the union and planned to return to China for a period of time. He also wanted to help Houzi manage the academy.
With the experience of the mercenary union, Xiao Zheng believed that they should be able to quickly get started. He wanted to run the 555 Club well.
"Is it them?" Shen Manjun raised her slender finger and pointed forward.
"They are not that cool —" Xiao Zheng said halfway, but he couldn't help but take off his sunglasses.
Really?
He saw two bronze-skinned young men carrying a luggage bag, walking toward the exit with their backs straight. There were about ten people following behind them. Some had black skin, some had white skin, and some had Asian faces.
There were thirteen people in total.
They should not be so eye-catching in the endless flow of people. However, the temperament of this group of people was simply too outstanding. His footsteps were steady and his expression was cold. His entire body exuded an aura that could suppress everyone. He was so cool that he had no friends.
They followed Xiao Zheng's example and wore sunglasses like him.
If they couldn't make eye contact, they would seem even more unreasonable …
"Are you still the f * cking Thirteen Gangsters?" Xiao Zheng cursed as he stood up.
Shen Manjun also combed her slightly curly hair and stood up.
As soon as he got close, Houzi, who was pretending to be cool, was exposed.
She dashed over and hugged Xiao Zheng tightly.
"Brother. I missed you so much! "Houzi screamed.
Mega Gun also wanted to come up, but Xiao Zheng waved his hand and refused. "Our heights aren't equal. It'll ruin my heroic image."
Xiao Zheng, who was 1.8 meters tall, was hugged by the Mega Gun that was close to 2 meters tall. He immediately turned from a grandpa to a grandson.
Mega Gun smiled and scratched his head.
The two of them finished after a long time. The eleven tall and strong top mercenaries behind him slowly walked forward. They looked at Xiao Zheng excitedly.
This was the king of mercenaries, the Judge?
This was the big boss of the guild?
He didn't even look as imposing as Mega Gun …
However, when they suddenly made eye contact with Xiao Zheng, their bodies immediately trembled. As if they had been electrocuted.
"Guild leader!"
They bowed ninety degrees, showing their proper posture.
Xiao Zheng waved his hand and smiled. "Don't be so polite."
He could see that these people didn't trust him at first. That was why he showed his imposing manner. Of course, Xiao Zheng wasn't that narrow-minded. They respected the Judge, the guild leader. How could a young and short Huaxia person like him attract the other party's attention?
In the mercenary world, strength was everything.
Whether it was the immense strength of Mega Gun or the amazing marksmanship of Houzi, they were all the trump cards of the guild.
After introducing each other, Shen Manjun took the initiative to invite them to a feast. The group of people conversed in English the whole time, which made many people envious.
Needless to say, Xiao Zheng's English was comparable to an international standard. Shen Manjun was also a true sea turtle. She was also a top student from Harvard like Old Lin. As for the mercenaries — in the mercenary world, if they couldn't even speak English, they would be pressured by others …
Since most of these people were from overseas, there was not much point in eating Western or French cuisine. Therefore, Shen Manjun directly picked a restaurant with Hua Xia characteristics. It was a kind of pastoral place with wooden tables and chairs.
The restaurant was big. There were also many people. After everyone sat down, they first ordered a few beers and then drank from special big bowls. As soon as they were served, Shen Manjun straightforwardly started toasting with the Mega Gun. Each of them had a big bowl and they took turns.
Their expressions didn't change, and their hearts didn't beat a beat. Immediately, they received admiring looks from the top mercenaries.
If these mercenaries were asked to work for the Mega Gun or the Guild President Xiao Zheng, they would definitely not object. But if they were asked to work for a weak woman, Shen Manjun knew that if she didn't show some courage, they would definitely have other thoughts.
This wasn't something that could be changed by the Mega Gun or Xiao Zheng's orders. Even if they didn't have any objections on the surface, who knew what they were thinking?
Therefore, Shen Manjun brought out the courage that she had when she was in the underworld. She calmed the place.
The dishes were served very quickly. As the host, Shen Manjun warmly invited everyone to eat. But the mercenaries were very cultured. They ate and drank as they should, and they were even more disciplined than soldiers. Sometimes, a look from the Mega Gun would shock them into silence.
Xiao Zheng glanced at them and was quite satisfied.
It seemed that the Mega Gun kid was very suitable to lead troops. They were indeed a fighting race.
"What the heck! We've waited for so long and they can't even serve the wine? "
Suddenly.
Intense cursing came from the next table.
It was a group of Koreans. Some of them were wearing casual clothes, while others might not have been able to make it in time and were actually wearing training clothes. The name and logo of the Taekwondo dojo were printed on them.
Xiao Zheng didn't know them, but he had seen the news on TV. Recently, there was a Taekwondo exchange in Yan Jin. Many countries participated. As the founding country of Taekwondo, Korea was naturally a VIP. This also caused them to develop a condescending attitude. They were annoyed by everyone. They couldn't get enough of them.
They had only been at the table for three minutes and they were already complaining that the wine wasn't served and there were only three plates of dishes. They completely didn't understand the fact that business was good and there were many customers.
In Xiao Zheng's opinion, the owner of the restaurant had taken care of these foreigners. The drinks were served right after them, and even the dishes were served right after them. Even so, it still caused the Koreans to be dissatisfied.
Shen Manjun also frowned slightly when she saw this. She was the host this time, but this kind of accident happened at the table. If she had known, she would have found a private room. She wouldn't have encountered such a troublesome thing.
Just as she was wondering if she should ask the owner to change the private room. Mega Gun, who was sitting opposite her, grinned and said, "Sister Shen. We're paid to work, it's time for you to test your business skills. "
As soon as he said that, the mercenaries' eyes suddenly lit up.
Mega Gun's eyes darkened. He glanced at everyone and then said indifferently, "Nick. You go. "
Nick was the youngest of the mercenaries and the latest to debut. He was only nineteen and was one of the orphans adopted by Mega Gun.
Nick stood up and rubbed his palms. "Yes."
Houzi, who had been bored to death at the base, was eating meat and drinking wine. Seeing Nick get up, he spat out a pig bone and said casually, "Keep a low profile, don't kill anyone."
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