Chapter 1738

"Oh? Did Odin throw Thor to the earth

In warnaheim, a side hall garden of the Royal Palace, Su Mingzheng and Qin Jiu sit under a big tree full of white flowers, breaking bread in his hand and feeding carp in the pool.

These fish seem to be a little fat, but they are still scrambling to eat the food on the water. The red scales are shining in the warm sunshine, and the water surface is constantly rippling.

"It seems to be a little bit ahead of time. What about rocky?"

In front of them is queen gulwig, who is also looking at goldfish. In fact, her life is very free now, and her experience after learning the legend of Zhen Huan is much higher than that in those years.

At least in the experience of political struggle.

No, she just heard some new gossip from her subordinates. She came to talk to Misty at the death knell.

"Loki is currently in charge of Regent Asgard, and he has not been thrown down by Odin. It is said that Thor broke into yotonheim, and rocky saved him."

Gulwig went to Su Ming and asked for a piece of bread. She threw it into the pool. She looked relaxed because it did not affect her country.

Now there are factories and workshops all over the place. Whether it's a death knell star ship or a space cannon, an orbital airdrop module or a spacecraft propeller, it's all cast and assembled in warnaheim.

Warner Protoss is well-known for its "navigation", and space navigation is no exception. The city of ten thousand sails is one of the few shipbuilders in the universe. The spaceships produced by the Warner Protoss are often better than those of the dwarfs who work for Odin.

However, before the death knell, the output of flying boats was very low, because it often required the boatman to knock it out bit by bit with a small hammer and made by hand.

The kind of boat that can carry four people to travel in space needs an experienced boatman to knock for about a year.

But that changed when the death knell came, and he brought Warner Heim rapid industrial development, such as assembly lines, such as production cooperatives, and pay for work.

Yes, warnaheim, like Asgard, had no money before.

The people who live here are all members of gulwig's "tribe". They eat and use the Queen's food. At the same time, they also work or fight for the queen.

There are shops on the street, but the trading method is barter, which is also very primitive.

For example, this shop sells grain. If you go in with a bag of shells, you can get some grain; if you take a basket of ore, you can also get grain.

of course, if you do this the next day, you may not get anything.

The success of the transaction depends on whether the person who opens the shop needs shell or iron ore recently. The proportion of the transaction often depends on the eloquence and interpersonal relationship of both parties. There is no reasonable scope at all, and even the stable supply can not be talked about.

But the economy that the death knell brought, and steam and electricity, changed that.

The production efficiency of various industries has increased, money has also been issued, and all kinds of earth goods and commodities have flowed through the channels and this side of kamataj.

People can exchange their products for gold and silver coins approved by the queen, and then use these currencies to buy things with the merchants of the earth. Life is much better than before.

They can also use this currency to circulate with each other, because no one thinks too much money.

With this change, warnerheim became "alive," and gulwig has been satisfied for decades.

It's not the death knell that has been responsible for these things. It's misty, a hybrid of the ASHA and Warner Protoss, who was a former warrior goddess.

The relationship between the two girls is very good, and the queen thinks it's good to ask her friends to provide various policy suggestions.

"Rocky didn't go down... This is not the same as the original agreement, Odin changed his mind again." Su Ming handed a piece of bread to the gin and slapped the crumbs on his hands: "well, let Thor study alone."

"What are you going to do?" Qin Jiu leaned on his shoulder and asked curiously.

"Thor knew me, so I not only couldn't show up, but also avoided being found by him, so that he could have a good experience of human life." The bell clapped his pants and stood up. Warnaheim, who always had a soft breeze blowing all the year round, narrowed his eyes: "but I had a plan. I've arranged a guide for him."

in fact, 500 dollars is not spent. If you rent a house, you will not have it for a few days.

Wade sat at the bar, playing with his last glass of wine.

On the same day, after playing with Jin and's son, he ran away without looking at the road. In short, he turned left and right against the flow of people and went into an alley. He went into a bar to have two drinks to quench his thirst.

The bar was called Marguerite sisters. At first, he thought it was owned by a couple of sisters. Margaret? Maybe from Scotland?

No, there's a big picture of Marguerite hanging on the wine cabinet. It's an old sister. In short, it's an old nun with gloomy eyes and a face wrinkled like a walnut.The bartender is a skinny man with glasses, nicknamed "weasel". He is characterized by indecency and indecency.

In addition to a large number of prostitutes and drug dealers in the bar, there are always some weird looking guys in the bar who are very aggressive.

The music is loud and the lights are dim, and that's the kind of place where murder happens and nobody notices the next day.

After hiding here for a few days, Wade found that Kim didn't come to the door. It seemed safe.

He made friends with weasels with his wit and humor, and his own extraordinary charisma, which would wink at Fang Zheng and tell him about the glorious past of the Marguerite sisters.

It turns out that decades ago, this Quaker nun claimed to have been inspired by the Lord, and God said that he needed a mercenary to walk on earth for him.

She was his sword and his gun. She responded to the Lord's call and began to take orders in the name of God and subsidized the church with the income from the killing.

"Praise my Lord!"

Then a shot explodes the target's head.

"Amen!"

Then cut the target's throat with a sickle and bleed.

There are additional services for killing people. She will pray for the victims to suffer in hell.

Although she is not as legendary as the legendary "death knell" of the devil, in the field of mercenaries, she was able to kill people from the age of 16 until she retired safely at the age of 70.

She did not have any good weapons, nor any fighting skills, let alone any tactical strategy. She did not wear any armor except a black nun's robe and a string of rosary beads. She only had a very devout heart.

But she has never been hurt and her mission success rate is 100%.

Everyone wants to know the secret of her "skin care", but her answer is to pray every night, and God is guiding her.

No one can stand in the way of God, and naturally no one can hurt her.

All she did was simply shoot or wield a knife and take the head off the target in front of her.

People didn't believe her at first, but no one could prove that she was wrong.

Many mercenaries fought with her for various reasons, but in the end she lived and those people died.

She retired because she received a new inspiration - God wanted a bar, a bar to communicate with future generations of mercenaries.

So the Margaret sisters, following the instructions of the Oracle, bought a dilapidated building with a little savings and dug up a lot of gold from the basement.

After selling the gold, she used the money from God to buy a lot of land around her and renovate a new bar.

Seeing that the money came so easily, everyone believed it this time. It was undoubtedly a great sensation in the small circle at that time. A large number of mercenaries came here to observe and learn, and soon started activities based on it.

Because Marguerite subcontract many of the tasks she received through her own channels to the mercenaries, forming a special loose organization.

In this way, unprofessional mercenaries don't need to have their own brokers. Instead, they can take orders from here. Many tasks can be selected. The bar charges 10% of the service charge, which is very cost-effective.

This also improves the safety. If the employer wants to eat the black money, he will worry more. After all, no one wants to be watched by God.

This is the origin of Marguerite sisters bar. The weasel is actually one of her mission managers. She conveys God's mission to more young people through his hands.

"Cough..." Wade was almost choked to death by the wine in his mouth. It was the first time that he heard of such a saying: "is this too fantastic? Do you think God is too busy? He threw a bolt of lightning directly from heaven and killed the people he wanted to kill

The weasel rolled his eyes and filled his glass with wine:

"you said to chop people with lightning? That's Zeus. Have you ever read a book?! Besides, sometimes you can't help believing in the destiny. I can see that you want to become a mercenary, right? So there are so many bars in New York, why do you just walk into this one? "

"I'll go. I'm still a little scared when you say that. My urine is dripping out. How can I feel that God has arranged it?" Wade said that he was afraid, but actually he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he was lying on his pink schoolbag and spinning with a cup: "but you're right. I really want to be a mercenary. Would you give me some advice? Is there a suitable task for a novice to go on the road? It's better to be the one where employers provide health insurance. "

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind: "don't ask him, I will provide you with a relaxed task."

The visitor sat down beside Wade, ordered a glass of pure whiskey, and looked at Wade with one eye, which seemed to glow in the dark.

Wade thought he was familiar with him, but he even suspected that he was a fag. He covered his chrysanthemum:

"sorry, I need at least this number to separate my legs."

He held out his other hand and compared his fingers, which meant about five thousand dollars.As for the exercise? Is it not just for money?

The one eyed man did not take the fault, just laughed as a joke, and then took a picture from his windbreaker pocket and put it on the bar and pushed him in front of Wade with a finger.

The picture looks like a video shot somewhere. It's a man in a sick suit and blond shawls. He looks crazy and is being lifted up by many security guards.

"That's your goal. I don't want you to kill him, but to make friends with him and show him the suffering of the world."

Wade felt a cigarette and thought pouting.

The weasel gave the wine and looked down at the photos to help the staff to ask the employer:

it seems to be a mental hospital

"Almost." Su Ming drinks a sip of wine, familiar with Skywalker taste.

"Who is this man?" Asked the weasel again.

"A paranoid, he thinks he is Thor, Nordic God of thunder, is actually a Madman of the same name, but his father wants him to become a bit more realistic through contact with society, I am just an agent."

The ordinary client answers this by bell, he drinks the glass dry as soon as he raises his neck, and signs that the weasel will continue to fill with empty cup.

The weasel nodded to wade before leaving, indicating that this level of information is enough. It is not a dangerous task. If a delusion patient can not deal with it, what mercenary can he do?

Wade spits out a cigarette and picks up the photo and puts it in his underwear: "want me to accompany the madman to visit the United States? Then I need a lot of money, and you have to buy insurance for my chrysanthemum. This long haired guy looks unidentified. I'm afraid he covets my beauty. "

To be honest, it is to make excuses and add money.

"100000, pay you 30% deposit in advance." Su Ming smiled secretly, but he took out a large envelope and several papers from her arms to take it on the table. "But I have signed the contract first, and I am ready to send you to the destination."

"Deal!"

Wade laughed wildly. What kind of contract?

Use the handwriting of dragon flying Feng dance to sign the paper directly, then grab the envelope and count the money.

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