Mei Man Knives

Chapter 86 Mercenary Agency!
In less than an hour, Caroline Channing's customized sign was delivered.

In fact, it is two writing boards.

Putting the clipboard on one side of the wall, Caroline Channing pasted Zhang Jun's brief introduction on the top of the mercenary sign.

Name: Zhang Jun.

Introduction: The best mercenary in the world!Regardless of any difficulty, dangerous tasks can be solved.Successfully rescued Stark from terrorists and New York City from monster abominations.100% success rate!No matter what troubles you have, just come to me.The starting price is $100 million.Specific negotiable!
After placing the mercenary billboard, Caroline Channing threw away Zhang Jun's previous billboard at the door.

Then explain to the mercenaries, detectives, ex-soldiers, etc. gathered in the warehouse of the Burst Bar the service just released from the Burst Bar.

In order to earn greater and longer benefits, in the first year, no fees will be charged for posting profiles and entrusting tasks on the bulletin board.

After waiting for a year, Caroline Channing will decide the charging standard according to the situation.

After the launch of this service, it has attracted people from all walks of life even more.

Even some detective agencies that have established studios, and even some small law firms post advertisements here.

In addition to these, various people such as insurance salesmen, weapons salesmen, and bank financial personnel gathered in the bar.

Insurance clerk: "Darling! You have today and no tomorrow, why don't you buy accident insurance to protect your family's health?"

As for the arms salesman, it is even simpler.

"Brother, pistols are rotten now. Basically everyone has one. Rifles and submachine guns are just starting equipment. Machine guns and missiles are the ones that can be used!"

"Man. Without machine gun missiles, you can't compete with others. Do you think the employer believes in machine gun missiles, or in you, who can't afford these equipment?"

"If you have a guy in your hand, your waist will be tough. You will speak louder, and even ask for a higher price than others!"

"If there is no effort, there is no gain. Get an AR12 and match it with a machine gun. You are the one who does business!"

"Sincerely $1050. No installments, no credit! Cash, no consecutive numbers!"

Except for all these pervasive salesmen, lost women, and...

Zhang Jun grabbed a guy's wrist with one hand.

"Ah...it hurts! My hand is about to break! Let go!" shouted a guy with earrings, shaved head and tattoos all over his body.

The guy's screams caught everyone's attention.

Many people exchanged their heads and ears to discuss.

"Who is this guy? How dare he provoke Zhang Jun!"

"I don't know, I've never been here before!"

"It can't be any kind of Leng, dare to make trouble here!"

……

Zhang Jun took the guy by the wrist and pulled him outside the shop.

As soon as he walked out the gate, Zhang Jun twisted his hand.

With a click, the guy's wrist was broken.

Zhang Jun showed no pity at all, and kicked that guy away with one kick.

"If you dare to sell that kind of thing in Laozi's bar again, Laozi will do you! Get lost!"

The drug dealer clutched his wrist and ran away as fast as he could.

When Zhang Jun returned to the bar, Caroline Channing complained a little.

"Boss, why are you so arrogant? Which bar in the United States doesn't sell these now!"

Several customers around shouted.

"Yes! Some states have already recognized these legalizations. It's useless for you to object, boss!"

Zhang Jun patted the bar and shouted.

"I don't care about other bars, but my bar is absolutely not allowed to sell these. Anyone who dares to smoke or take drugs in my place, I will throw him out. If you dare to sell, I will break his claws!"

Seeing Zhang Jun's attitude, many customers disagreed.

But seeing Zhang Jun's attitude is so strong, and the most important thing is that he is so powerful, who would dare to speak more persuasion.

Anyway, I come to the bar to watch the fun and drink.The rest don't care what they do.

Although there are fewer drug dealers, a little less income.

But since the boss insisted so much, Caroline Channing stopped talking.

Anyway, just a little less.Not much effect.

The bar quickly returned to calm.

After the drug dealer bandaged his wound, he came to a villa.

There was loud and loud music inside, and hundreds of people twisted their bodies inside, venting their energy.

Costa covered his wrist with one hand and came to a sofa.

The place is smoky and filled with a slightly psychedelic smell.

A black man with a bald head was sitting in front of him, smoking a cigarette and being high.

Costa came over and yelled. "Boss, my goods have been robbed!"

The upbeat Randolph was furious and smashed the glass chimney on the table.

"Who? That person dares to steal my goods?"

"It's the owner of the Burst Bar!"

"Burst Bar! Why does the name sound so familiar!"

"Boss, it's the Huaxia who killed that monster last time!"

"Oh. So it was him. Why did he rob me of my goods. Did you make trouble in his store?" Randolph stared at Costa sternly.

If the other party really didn't know what to do and dared to make trouble in the bar, Randolph would make Costa lose a few fingers and have a long memory!
"No. Boss! How dare I make trouble in his bar. I just saw the crowds and excitement there, so I wanted to sell the goods there! But as soon as the goods came out, he snatched them away! Then he told my story Break your hand and throw it out!"

"That's it. You really didn't make trouble at his bar?"

"Boss, I dare to swear in the name of God, absolutely not!"

"It doesn't make sense! Is it because we didn't tell him in advance and didn't give him a commission? It should be like this. Well, you go down! I will deal with this matter!"

Randolph took out a wad of money from his pocket and threw it to Costa for medical expenses.

"Thank you boss!"

……

Randolph took Costa, and two other men have been guarding the door of the bar.

Seeing Zhang Jun coming, Randolph immediately stepped forward.

"Mr. Zhang, there is something I want to talk to you about!"

Zhang Jun looked at Randolph, opened the door of the bar, and walked in.

Randolph followed.

Zhang Jun sat on a high chair and said. "Sit down! What's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm here to give you money today!"

Zhang Jun raised his head when he heard it, and asked vigilantly. "What money to send? Want to hire me?"

Randolph said with a smile.

"I have goods that I want to borrow from your bar to sell. Mr. Zhang doesn't have to do anything, and he doesn't have to worry about anything. You can get [-]% of the profit every month. How about it? Are you interested?"

Zhang Jun smiled, just when Randolph thought Zhang Jun was going to agree.

Zhang Jun suddenly turned cold. "I come out to hang out, and I have my principles. I never touch drugs! I appreciate your kindness! If there is nothing else, you can go!"

Randolph immediately turned cold when he heard Zhang Jun's refusal, and stared at Zhang Jun. "There's nothing to talk about!"

Zhang Jun raised his head and looked at the other party with the eyes of a dead man.

Seeing Zhang Jun's cold, emotionless eyes, Randolph was taken aback.

Only then did he realize that this person was not a cat or a dog, but Zhang Jun, the saber.

"Mr. Zhang, since you think it's inappropriate, forget it. I won't disturb your breakfast, I'll go first!"

Randolph stood up quickly and hurried away.

Walked out of the bar and got into the car.

Costa yelled. "Boss, this guy is so shameless. I brought someone to do him!"

Snapped!
A clear and loud voice sounded.

Randolph slapped him.

"Damn it, you're looking for death, don't pull me!"

The man's face suddenly turned red and swollen.

"That guy can even kill monsters, and even killers don't dare to provoke each other. We provoke each other like this? It's too long to die! We are asking for money, not death! From now on, we will keep our eyes open and are not allowed to go to his territory Trouble, trafficking. Do you hear me?"

"Yes yes yes. I know!" Costa shouted again and again covering his face.

"There are so many places where you can sell it, what's the difference if you don't have a bar."

New York has no shortage of places to sell drugs, so Randolph would not be so stupid to fight against the monster Zhang Jun just because of this.

Zhang Jun didn't care what Randolph thought.

Zhang Jun doesn't even care about gangsters like Shouhehui.How can they care about a second-rate gang leader like Randolph.

In the garage, Zhang Jun looked at the four wristbands and tactical vests on the workbench.

He said with disgust.

"This is the weight-bearing device you built?"

(End of this chapter)