As for Sang Fan's wife, she still looked as usual, sitting upright with her eyes closed. Boss Guo admires these mysterious masters from the bottom of his heart. At least in terms of patience, he has the style of a peerless master. Sang Fan, Guo Lao Danan had seen his true face before. In his careful observation, he found that this young man had a close relationship with their leader. Guo Lao, who was sophisticated in the world, naturally did not dare to neglect him.
The door of the entrusted notary office was pushed open, and everyone couldn't help but raise their heads. Everyone was in high spirits. Although these masters and scholars wandering around the entrusted notary hall are not on the same level as the Sang people, in terms of perspective, the positions of the two parties can be completely reversed. These three people looked like they were wealthy people, and their clothes and behavior all revealed this attractive information.
There's business! Immediately, the originally lazy teachers and soldiers immediately became energetic and swarmed forward, speaking in a continuous stream of flattery and flattery. Only the boss, Sang Fan, and his party did not move. Boss Guo just glanced at him and took it back. As for Sang Fan and the others, they didn't even open their eyes.
Among the three people, there was a beautiful woman with a gentle manner, and the most people around her were focused on her.
These three people are Mickey Misu and Uncle Yun. Although they are very angry at the behavior of the Papat Division, they have not found a better choice at the moment. Out of rationality, they still come to take a look.
Mickey frowned in disgust, Misu looked as usual, with a slight smile on his lips. Uncle Yun took a step forward expressionlessly and moved his hands. The focused crowd felt a strong surge and stepped back one after another.
Boss Guo couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise when he witnessed this scene. He is a man who knows the goods. This middle-aged man's move can be said to be quite clever. Although he doesn't know how the other party did it, it is undoubtedly an extremely powerful move. Excellent power-generating skills.
Sang Fan and others all opened their eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man, but quickly closed their eyes again. In their eyes, although this technique is brilliant, it has little practical value.
Although there are no masters in this group of people, they are all experienced. When he saw Uncle Yun in front of Miss Young Master, he knew that his wish to slaughter the fat sheep was in vain, so he left with good intentions.
Mickey glanced around the hall and walked towards Boss Guo. The group of people in Guobo's troubles were too conspicuous. They were the only ones who didn't move at all just now, and it was difficult for three people wearing silver masks not to attract attention in such a small place.
Uncle Yun's eyes fell on Sang Fan and others, and a ray of light suddenly burst out. In a flash, he reached Mickey's side, leaned over and whispered in Mickey's ear: "Sir, be careful, those three masked men are masters!"
Mickey's feet froze, looking a little stunned. He knew Uncle Yun's skills very well. Growing up, there were only a few Liao Liao who could be called masters by Uncle Yun. The three masked men in front of him, Uncle Yun, were all called masters. How could it not surprise him? But then he became energetic. What they need most now is masters. A division that can recruit three such masters of fighters is certainly not weak.
Compared with teachers, the role of fighters is actually quite limited. Therefore, in the Master Corps, fighters are never the first resource needed. They are often recruited when the conditions of the Master Corps are relatively good.
Boss Guo stood up, and Sang Fan and others opened their eyes at the same time, as if they took a step inadvertently, forming an inverted shape to protect Boss Guo in the middle. Ye Chong's order to them was to protect Nuo Ren.
"Is this the Papat Division?" Mickey asked loudly. The characteristics of this group of people are too obvious, and the silver masks on their faces are exactly the same as what Sister Qing said.
Boss Guo laughed and said, "That's our group. Who are you?"
Mickey smiled slightly, and the graceful demeanor of a child of aristocratic family made people feel indescribably comfortable: "We are the client who contacted your group this morning."
"Oh." Boss Guo looked stunned, but he quickly reacted and saluted quickly: "Haha, it turns out it's a distinguished guest coming to the door. I'm rude."
At this time, Mickey had made up his mind to entrust the Papat Master Group. Judging from the opponent's performance, he was basically certain that the strength of this Master Group was definitely more than half a star.
Sang Fan and others stood in awe, their eyes still indifferent.
Twenty collision light fours protected three full-skeleton transport ships and flew steadily into the parking room, and thirty San people jumped out of it. These people were the ones Ye Chong sent to Qianyu Di a few days ago. They brought a large amount of low-heat stone, which is necessary for collision with light armor. The low-heat stone contains extremely high energy and can be used for a long time. However, it is a disposable product, unlike the energy bar, which can be used repeatedly. Although the low-heat stones of these light armors have not been exhausted yet, it is always good to have blood and avoid danger.
A leading villager was reporting to Ye Zhong: "The village chief asked me to tell you, sir, don't worry about the village. The Iron Bat has not shown any signs of returning. Everything is fine in the village. The transport aircraft has been made into three finished products, all of which have been We brought it. We brought 30,000 low-heat stones, a thousand various accessories for the collision light armor, and some liquid gold nuggets."
"Well, thank you for your hard work. You should go and rest first."
"Yes!" Thirty people bowed respectfully before retreating.
Thirty thousand low-heat stones were quickly distributed to every San clan member, and collision armor accessories and liquid gold nuggets were piled in the underground warehouse. So many gold nuggets made Ye Zhong's usually stern face couldn't help but smile. These are all money.
At this moment, the communicator rang, and the hologram showed Boss Guo.
Safely escorting these three people to Lingyuan Star, Ye Zhong finally accepted the commission. The sky-high price offered by the other party made Ye Zhong, who was currently extremely short of money, accept the commission without any hesitation.
Ten million points! This is equivalent to the basic configuration of a thousand collision light armors! Ye Zhong had even considered whether he could force these three people to cough up more money if they were arrested. Of course, this idea just passed through his mind, and he had not lost his basic judgment ability. The other party is willing to offer this price, and it is very likely that he is from a big force. At this time, he is enmity with a quite large force, unless Ye Chong wants to return to Qianyu Di now.
A thousand collision light armors escorted a small spaceship. Mickey and the three of them were on this small spaceship. Of course, as Papat's boss, Boss Guo, they couldn't help but accompany him throughout the whole process. Ye Zhong naturally couldn't blame the ship. The thousand ramming light armors outside were commanded by Sang Tie. Samp was left at the base in case something unexpected happened.
Except for the twenty staff responsible for operating the spaceship, the others were all members of the Papat Division. Except for Boss Guo, they were all wearing silver masks.
Now the three of them feel that their decision was right. This Papat Master Corps is indeed not simple!
Mickey and Misu, who grew up in aristocratic families, are naturally unusually sensitive to this aspect. The strength shown by the Papat Master Corps made them secretly frightened. They found that the members of the Papat Master Corps were frighteningly vigilant no matter what time and under what circumstances. Even in daily life, their walking secretly follows a special pattern.
As the son of the head of the Mi family, Mickey has naturally seen the secret troops of the Mi family. But in his eyes, except for the fact that the equipment of that unit was much higher than that of the Papat Division, its quality in all other aspects was not as good as others. Although I have never seen these people take action, the information revealed by their gestures and gestures all shows that these people are people who are well versed in fighting. This has been approved by Uncle Yun. When Uncle Yun talked about this, the muscles on his face trembled faintly. Even Uncle Yun, who had always been calm, behaved so rudely, which made Mickey and Misu even more shocked.
The three of them had not witnessed the level of the masters in the thousand collision light armors outside, so naturally they could not make a judgment. However, the hundreds of fighting masters in front of them were a shocking force no matter where they were placed. Even the Douglas Division, which is composed of elites, definitely does not have so many such masters of fighters.
How can we cultivate such elite members? The three Mickeys looked at each other, and they all saw the deep horror in each other's eyes.
However, what seems to be inversely proportional to the strength of the members of the Papat Division is their equipment, which is a complete pile of rubbish! Mickey still remembered that when he first saw a thousand colorful and patched light armors, the first thought that flashed through his mind was how they could recruit a group of scavengers to make up the number.
"What a pity!" Mickey couldn't help but regretted, he even felt a deep sense of humiliation. It was as if the group of world practitioners in front of him were only wearing a fig leaf, while the group of iron drums in his own family, known as the elite, were wearing rich clothes. It made him feel as if a cruet had been knocked over, which was a very unpleasant feeling.
Misu said softly: "Not necessarily. This kind of light armor... uh... maybe it's a kind of aircraft!" She was a little unsure, but her innocent nature still defended her: "Maybe it's a secret weapon." But seeing the disapproval on Mickey's face, her voice became smaller and smaller. To be honest, she didn't even believe this statement herself.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Yun muttered: "Miss is right, maybe it really is a secret weapon, and these color blocks may be just a disguise."
Mickey curled his lips: "Maybe." There was a bit of disapproval on his handsome face.
At this moment, Boss Guo strode towards him with a masked man and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? Could it be that our group did not provide good hospitality?"
Mickey quickly said: "Fan Qi is a little uneasy because of your meticulous care." For the sake of safety, the three of them all used pseudonyms, Fan Qi, Pansu and Fan Yun. Neither Ye Chong nor Boss Guo had any doubts about their identities. Fan Qing introduced them, so the most reasonable explanation was that they were descendants of the Fan family.
The three people's eyes all fell on the masked man next to Boss Guo. This masked man was tall and conspicuous among the group of people. The others were all short and lean. And these days, the three of them found that every member was extremely respectful when seeing the teacher. The three of them are all people with sharp eyes, so it is natural to see that this is a sincere respect. Even Captain Guo sometimes shows respect to him.
However, this person is quite thin, and there is no trace of his ability to fight in his movements. This made the three of them even more interested. A person who didn't know how to fight at all was respected by so many fighting masters, so he must have something special about him.
Condensing his aura and pretending to be an ordinary person, Ye Zhong had been studying for a long time, so he had a slight success in deceiving Uncle Yun this time. The villagers in Sangjia Village do not have such abilities. They are now like sharp-edged knives with murderous intent. And the idea of covering up one's own aura, which they consider extremely absurd, has never entered their minds.
"Who is this?" Following Mickey's words, the three of them all turned their attention to the masked man next to Boss Guo.
"This is our regiment's tactical guidance, Yang Ming." Boss Guo's shot was a fool's errand. Although it didn't last long, he had a pretty good idea of the temper of the boss next to him. The boss will never be blamed for this kind of thing, I'm afraid the boss still thinks that this saves him the effort of thinking of a fake name.
Sure enough, Ye Zhong had no dissatisfaction. The superb tactical prowess displayed by the Papat Division turned out to be the fault of the man in front of him. No wonder everyone respected him even though he was powerless.
The first thought that flashed through Mickey's mind was that if he could recruit this person, how high would the Mi family's combat effectiveness be? The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was a good idea, but he was not stupid enough to say it in front of the other team leader.
Misu looked at the tall masked man curiously. The silver mask completely covered his face, but those eyes gave her a very strange feeling. Indifferent, a kind of indifference that is deep to the bone, as if there is nothing in this world that can make him tempted.
In her mind, she immediately pictured a stunningly talented man with a calm temperament, but the face could not be seen clearly, as if it was shrouded in smoke.
Hey, she sighed in her heart. She was sensitive to the almost imperceptible fluctuations in the other person's eyes as they glanced over her body. Her heart skipped a beat, and inexplicably, a blush appeared on her neck.
If she knew what Ye Chong was thinking at this time, she didn't know what her reaction would be.
Beauty again! If Shang were here, he would definitely be extremely excited! Ye Zhong couldn't help but think of Shang who screamed when he saw a beautiful woman.
Glancing at him secretly, Misu's heartstrings felt as if they were suddenly gently plucked. The originally calm eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and she saw the faint memories in his eyes.
Beauty, Ye Zhong thought of how Shang had never been discouraged countless times in cultivating his own aesthetics. The lips behind the mask were slightly upward, and a flash of light flashed in his mind. Inadvertently, the figure of a girl wearing snow-white training clothes flashed past his mind.