"If I were willing to hire you as my bodyguard for one trillion Mora, would you be willing to terminate the employment relationship with Tiram immediately as my bodyguard?"

"This" two warriors were stunned. The young man said the ground truth just now!

In fact, in most cases, no matter how high the price given to them by new employers, these bodyguards are unwilling to breach the contract. The reason is very simple, because each bodyguard also has a credit rating. Once this happens, it will be written in their files.

If service hours end and they need to find new employers, it will become very troublesome.

But you should know that Tiram is a slave trader and many of his things he does are shameful, so when he hires bodyguards, he chose to keep all employment information and employment content confidential.

Therefore, even if they terminated their employment relationship with Tiram, the breach of contract would not appear in their files, so they were naturally moved by the generous conditions offered by Fang Jueyu.

But if they are hired, they must place an order after they finish their service. They cannot guarantee that Fang Jueyu will hire them at this price as promised.

"Sand Dune, thank you for your hard work. Go back. I will handle the next thing myself." Fang Jueyu threw out a blue crystal coin again.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!" The slave merchant named Sand Dune left with great gratitude.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the two warriors changed suddenly. Compared to one trillion Mora coins, this ten million Mora coins are indeed nothing, but it is obvious that this sand dune is just here to lead the way, and you can get such benefits by just taking a way. This shows that Fang Jueyu's financial resources are quite abundant.

"Sir, are you saying the truth?" Before they knew it, their tone became much more respectful, and there was no malicious intention because Fang Jueyu was alone here. Perhaps this was the shock of that confident temperament, that is, the legendary domineering aura?

"It seems that it is not good for me to play with you."

The two warriors looked at each other and finally nodded, because the temptation of one trillion Mora coins on them was too great, almost equivalent to 200 years of their business, and they would not have any worries. The only thing they needed was to bet on whether this young man really had the financial resources.

"Sir, we have terminated the contract."

"Damn, there is no principle than me?" Fang Jueyu admitted that he really underestimated the money. Of course, this has something to do with Tiram's shameful identity.

"Give me your registration number." Fang Jueyu said.

When the two warriors were happy, they immediately reported their registration number.

"Xiao Yi, help me place an order directly at the Universe Bodyguard Company."

"Host, it's done!" Xiao Yi took action himself. This little thing was a moment of effort, and the information of the two warriors also appeared in front of Fang Jueyu.

Solar, Liman Wang, 12330 years old, the fourth level of the God-powered person.

Hal, Dofaral, 9872 years old, the fourth level of the God-powered person.

Sure enough, after a moment, the two warriors received employment orders from the Molar Civilization Branch of the cosmic bodyguard company, and the two 1 trillion Mora coins were already in their accounts.

"How is it? The contract is completed?"

Such a contract is a fool!

In just a few minutes, the two warriors who originally served Tiram had transformed into Fang Jueyu's full-time bodyguard, with a term of one year!

"I will stay at Moral's parent planet for about five months, and after five months, I will terminate the contract with you."

After hearing this news, the two warriors were even more surprised. In half a year, they made money that they earned for two hundred years. This was simply a pie that fell from the sky.

"It's the boss!" Two warriors walked out of the passage and stood directly behind Fang Jueyu, as if they had completed the identity transformation.

"Where is Tiram?"

"Boss, Mr. Tiram is in the innermost place, just go forward."

"Yes." Fang Jueyu walked along the passage to the deepest part. Sure enough, the road ahead suddenly became clear, and a very grand building appeared, which was even better than the ancient Chinese imperial palaces, and the materials used were very expensive at first glance.

I saw a strong bald head with a bit ferocious and black stripes growing on his body was there not knowing what to do.

"You are Mr. Tiram, aren't you?" Fang Jueyu walked directly into the building.

"Who are you? Who asked you to come in?" Tiram immediately looked at Fang Jueyu with alertness, "Soral, Hal, what's wrong with you? How can you bring people in at will?"

However, Solar and Hal just stood meticulously behind Fang Jueyu, without saying a word.

"What are you talking about!" Tyram suddenly felt a little cold in his heart.
Chapter completed!