"Why don't you go?" Seeing that many people were excited to return to their dining table, the mercenary could not help but ask in confusion.

"Like you, you're short of money!" The mercenary who just pulled the mercenary to ask him and patted his shoulder and sighed with sympathy, "It's useless to go. It's better to eat something and go out again while it's still early!"

The mercenary was speechless and finally explained: "Didn't I just say that there are not only first-level mid-grade soul beasts for sale in the Mercenary Institute, but also the hunting missions personally awarded by the boss of the Mercenary Institute Half-Faced Shura. The reward is very generous, and there is also news about the evolution of ordinary people and the secondary evolution of us abilities!"

"The mission is just about those that have been turned over, exchange materials, find first-level monster locations, collect monster information, and Anla. We all know these. When we have something on hand, we will naturally go to the mission assigned by the mercenaries!"

The mercenary reported the news and said contemptuously: "I'm talking about the new mission just released, the hunting mission that Half-Semire Shura personally asked for. The reward is the first-level mid-grade soul bead I just mentioned."

OK!

As soon as the mercenary was reported, all the eyes of the tavern were all on him. He was so scared that he swallowed his saliva and stuttered: "What are you doing, what are you doing? I didn't lie. I just saw half-faced Shura in the Mercenary Hall to add a task, and also issued a verbal message saying that the Mercenary Institute will start a new business, producing the product-level soul beads. Whoever has the first-level essence core and residual soul in his hand can contact the mercenary institute staff to register, and then the product level will be made, and only a relatively low manual fee will be charged, but the yield rate is only 10%.

"Fuck, why didn't you say it earlier?" As soon as the mercenary finished his speech, it attracted not a thank you, but a lot of contempt. Even if you send a message, you won't be able to send it. It took a long time to get the key point.

After a while, the whole tavern was in chaos, with only three or two kittens left.

The waiters and beauties in the tavern looked at the mercenary who was reporting the news. This damn bastard made their business mess. If they could kill people with a vision, the mercenary who reported the news would have been torn to pieces.

The mercenary who reported the news shrank his head, and it was so strong murderous. Could there be mutant monsters? Illusion, illusion, how could monsters appear in the mercenary station in the end of the world?

"The five kinds of bibimbap are 60 servings each. They need to be vacuum-compressed and packaged. The speed is fast. I'm in a hurry to gather!" The mercenary reported to him remembered his real purpose in the tavern and shouted loudly.

"Okay, you'll be fine soon!" It turned out to be the big customer, and the murderous aura in the eyes of the waiters and beauties suddenly subsided and turned into tenderness.

After waiting for a while, the mercenary reported the news couldn't help looking at the only customer left in the tavern, but couldn't remember what he called, so he couldn't help but lean over and asked curiously: "One of you has gone to get a mission, why do you still have the leisure to eat here?"

Cheng Lin smiled slightly at the mercenary who reported the news, and still enjoyed the food in front of him in order, while responding kindly: "The mission can be collected repeatedly!"

"yes!"

"Can you run the mission by yourself?"

"Won't!"

"That's all! I don't have the money to buy a first-level soul core that is too expensive. If I just take on the mission, I don't have to hurry up! Besides, I just came back from outside, and even if I take on the mission, I can't do it immediately. Why bother to look at the tasks that I can't do now? But it's just a matter of being anxious! When I'm ready, it's not too late to take on the mission!" Cheng Lin's speech was like he was eating and was organized. In terms of his personality, he was more suitable for water-based superpowers, but his evolutionary skill was the flame-based one.

"Freak!" The mercenary Chuanxin shook his head and defined Cheng Lin in his heart.

"I have always heard that Mr. Cheng is unique, but today I see it, it is indeed worthy of his reputation!" A cheerful voice came from outside the tavern, and a tall figure walked in, and he couldn't see how fast he was walking. But in the blink of an eye, he was already sitting opposite Cheng Lin's table and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng doesn't mind me sitting here!"

Cheng Lin smiled helplessly on his gentle face: "You are sitting here, and you still ask me if I mind if I mind! Can I still drive you away?"

"I don't think so, haha..." The tall figure couldn't help laughing, "Introduce yourself, Chen Bin..."

"No need to introduce, I know you! This is your acre of three-point land. If I don't even know you, how can I make a living here!" Cheng Lin waved his hand and said, "And your mask is the best sign. I think you can wear the mask like this in the entire Mercenary Institute of the Apocalypse!"

"Haha, I didn't expect that this mask became my symbol!" Chen Bin touched the armor on his face with a wry smile, "Don't mind if I add a pair of chopsticks!"

In fact, Chen Bin said this and pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks next to him and started to move his hands!

"This is my honor!" Cheng Lin shook his head helplessly. This person naturally felt domineering in his actions. Although he was polite to you, he was not polite in his actions. If he didn't feel bad about it, he felt that the other party was acting casually and was very polite to his own appetite.

Chen Bin is not as gentle as Cheng Lin’s food, and it can be regarded as a wind blowing away the clouds. In the blink of an eye, most of the food Cheng Lin had just moved into Chen Bin’s stomach except for bibimbap.

"Well, the taste is good, but the amount is a little less. Waiter and waiter, add a few more dishes, two braised spirit chicken, one pot of Quanxun mutton soup, four steamed giant hoofed bull ox hoofs, a plate of fried pork waist, two roasted black bone duck, plus two servings of ten kilograms of giant hoofed bull steak, one serving is nine times mature, how much mature do you want?"

"It's done when it's seven years old, but just give me a pound!" Cheng Lin smiled bitterly except for a bitter smile. He found that from Chen Bin's appearance, there was no other expression on his face. Is this guy reincarnated by Tyrannosaurus? The things he just ordered were enough for him to consume in three days!

Chen Bin finished speaking for two minutes before a waiter girl trembled slightly, "Okay, sir, wait a moment, the dish you want will come soon!"

As long as your ears are not deaf, you can hear the excitement of the waiter's beauties, your voice is deformed, and your words change in height and height three or four tones.

After responding to the end, the waiter beauty immediately retracted back to the kitchen, hid behind the door, covered her heart and gasped, "It's over, it's over, half-faced Shura, it's really half-faced Shura! The real person is more handsome than the legend! It's over, I'm over, I won't marry him in this life!"

"Hehe, come on, Feifei, don't be fooled! I don't know how many times you have said this sentence! Tsk tsk, I want to marry Half-Faced Shura, wait until the next life! If our boss knows, he must open you! The girlfriend of the Half-Faced Shura is the boss's sister. This tavern is the boss's turn to open this tavern! No matter her ability or appearance, you don't even have 10% of the other person's!"

"You will die if you say less! It's not enough to make people fantasize about it! I have to serve them later. It's over, it's over, Yueyue, I'm afraid I'm weak, why don't you go up and send it for me!" Feifei smiled and wanted to tear the face of her female companion. She knew in her heart that they were out of reach with Half-Faced Shura. It was already quite good that they could find a job here and struggle to make a living.

"Hehe, if you don't go, it's better to have a weak foot. Then, if you accidentally have a half-faced Shura likes you and take you back to be a mistress, your dream will come true!" Yueyue said with a smile. In fact, she is not much better than Feifei. If she accidentally becomes weak, she will be a big fool!

"Yueyue, good Yueyue, just go for me! I know you are my best sister!"

"If you don't go, if you don't go, you won't go even if you beat him to death!"

...

Chen Bin's eyes swept over the mercenary next to him with a dull look and said lightly: "Do you have something to do? If you are done, please let me make some room. I want to talk to Mr. Cheng in private! Is that OK?" He said that it was a discussion, but his tone had an unquestionable smell.

"Ah, ah? Ah! Haha, it's going to be soon, it's going to be soon, half-faced boss, no, no, Boss Chen, I'm your loyal fan, can I help sign an autograph?" The mercenary sent to his senses and came up with him with great knowledge. This is the boss of the Mercenary Institute of the Apocalypse. I didn't expect to meet twice in a day. I have to say that today is my lucky day.

"Signature? Haha, I'm not a movie star. I don't know how to sign this!" Chen Bin shook his head without hesitation and refused. His name must not be signed casually. His name has absolute weight in the Mercenary Institute of the Apocalypse. This is the warning given to him by Mie Uezawa.

"That's it!" The mercenary sent to the letter was a little disappointed. How glory would it be if he could get the signature of Half-Second Shura? Forget it, being able to say a few words to Half-Second Shura will be enough for several days to be honored!
Chapter completed!