Chapter 355: Contract and Contract

The accountant came, the accountant left.

Then, two days later, the accountant came again with a new contract.

After a brief discussion between the two sides, there was no objection to the terms, and both felt that they had made a fortune.

And after Ji Jue finished signing, the accountant pulled out a knife from his arms, then, after blowing a breath on the hilt, hammered it onto the paper, leaving a mask mark of swords crossing, mottled and ferocious.

In the name of the Homecoming Knights, make a contract with Ji Jue, with the Sacrifice Master and the Swarm as witnesses.

It does not have the coercive power of Tian Yuan, but the consequences of violation are equally heavy.

Based on the Inherited Burnt Sacrifice, once the Homecoming Knights violate the promise, they will immediately suffer the punishment of the Sacrifice Master, and at the same time, be coldly abandoned by the Swarm.

And if it is Ji Jue who violates the contract, that doesn't matter... it's just that everyone will be irreconcilable from now on.

Unless the last person of the Homecoming Knights is dead, the blood feud will not end.

After signing, Ji Jue was promoted from a previous customer to a noble friend of the Red State, a strategic partner of the Homecoming Knights. Simply put, it is a big gold master on par with the Lou family, a VIP user of Didi Hitting People.

In the future, if there is anything, the employment fee is 20% off, the Homecoming Knights will come when called and go when waved, ensuring good work and not sticky!

If you want to say it, although it is much more convenient, it always feels a bit wrong...

Heavy, too heavy!

Moving is 'a lifetime', moving is 'a rest', wanting everyone to be a partner for a lifetime... too scary.

You Swarm only think about yourselves, right?!

Oh, still want to continue white prostitution...

Ji Jue doesn't care about these three melons and two dates. Anyway, there are no expensive things, they are all ordinary works, most of them are test products for volume, just treat it as shaking people to do tests.

Before leaving, the accountant specially left an iron box for Si Lan.

【Seed of Dead Fungus】

Those gray-black molds that sprouted and grew from countless battlefields in Central Earth.

Sprouting in blood, growing in death, decaying in rot, after repeating this for who knows how many generations, those pieces of mold grew into clusters of flocculent appearance like moss.

If it can be used for Sin-Transforming Alchemy, it might have an unexpected excellent effect, making Ji Jue's eyes red. Unfortunately, this is a sacrifice loved by the Sacrifice Master Fungal Colony, a strategic material at the bottom of the Homecoming Knights' box, absolutely impossible to transfer.

A small pinch is no different from a life and a victory for the Homecoming Knights. Being able to take out so much is really a cost.

Before leaving, the accountant also grabbed Ji Jue's hand, sighed, and pulled some truths like 'keep the green hills, don't worry about no firewood'. If there is any accident, don't think about it.

You come to Central Earth, we open a factory to raise you!

The abacus beads almost collapsed on Ji Jue's face...

Not only this group of Swarm, but in the next half a week, three more small teams came one after another, forty or fifty people, all of whom were Homecoming Knights who were earning extra money near the Seven Cities Alliance in the Federation and surrounding sea areas. After receiving the news, they rushed day and night to help Ji Factory Manager.

Money or not doesn't matter. Anyway, the number of heavy exoskeletons Ji Jue delivered was calculated by head count. One more person, one more set, one more team, and one more set of accessories.

Afterwards, the people from the Wasteland Collection also arrived one after another, and they all settled in the place of the old Diao Mao Town... Among them, Lao Tang, a well-known bad review thug of Didi Hitting People, who poked his head and cast resentful eyes at Ji Jue, was the only one.

We are so familiar, why don't you call me first for good things?

Everyone is Swarm, I can do it too! I can even give a discount!

It's just that Ji Jue didn't talk to him about money at all, and didn't care about the private security and personal bodyguard services he promoted.

Just kidding, do you want to help me? You are greedy for my gold coins, low-down!

After confirming that the gold coins of the Eternal Dynasty were Lao Tang's binding sacrifice, Ji Jue's shot was not as generous as before, hang it first!

Let him be a horse and a horse to show his performance, like a pure little white lotus who received half a feedback from the gift, wanting to refuse and welcome, affectionate and lingering.

You have to believe in the bond between us, in my heart you are of course different from them.

This is just a small test, you will definitely not let me down, right?

After a small test, Lao Tang had already turned the millstone into sparks.

Swarm, it's really easy to use...

And in this process, he also seized the time to upgrade the equipment of the security team, added urgent production of those mountain-copy armored weapons he studied before, and conducted a small-scale equipment and training.

After all, they are all ace thugs of the Veteran Club. From that mud pit in Central Earth, they can climb out intact and run to Quancheng to re-employ. One counts as one, all are fighting babies among the filling babies. The quality and ability naturally don't need to worry.

Anyway, double salary bonuses and allowances are full, just finish it.

Time passed day by day, in the intensive preparation, the entire Outside Xinquan ushered in a brand-new change, established a defense line and patrol according to the security standards of the Central Earth garrison base, sleeping on weapons and sharpening horses, waiting for the war.

Then... there is only then...

With the full arrival of the rainy season and the gradual increase in rainfall, the entire Haizhou gradually turned into a land of ze, the communication and exchanges between the city and the outside world were vaguely cut off, leaving only the airship traffic and a few stable roads between each other.

The entire wasteland also gradually rotted in the rain, mist, and humid air. The fishy smell in the sea breeze became richer day by day, and mold spread in the corners, no need to spread.

But from beginning to end, no one came.

So much so that in the end, in the day-to-day waiting, everyone was almost idle to the point of birds.

I don't know how long ago, I heard that the coalition of the Blood-Washing Fleet and many pirate ship groups had set off, but for some reason, I haven't seen one until now.

It's like sinking and drowning as soon as I went out.

Extremely strange.

Bad news came from the wasteland from time to time. Some small groups of water ghosts bypassed Outside Xinquan through various ways, passed through the coast and entered the hinterland, plundering constantly.

After all, the coastline is so long, there is no gate, and there are small roads.

Under the storm, those water ghost pirates who were poor and crazy came ashore. Wherever they passed, after a mess, even the wailing had no sound.

The outside is a mess, but Outside Xinquan is peaceful, idle to the point of hair.

So much so that everyone began to suspect that the general of the hanging hair was shrinking, this time it was just thunder and rain, cowardly, and transferred to other places.

But worried that this was some kind of suspicious plan, wanting to paralyze them, so they had to continue to persist.

To this, Ji Jue doesn't care.

If you don't come, don't come. After the rainy season, it won't be so easy for them to cross the reef area and dock. Anyway, he is not in a hurry. Spending money is just listening to a sound.

Even if you really don't come, after the rainy season, won't he take people to Slut Town again?

You come and I go, it's all the same, where is the banquet not a banquet?

No difference.

Just like that, in the rainstorm, days passed day by day...

Days passed day by day, but for some people, it became more and more difficult.

Especially General Pacquiao of the Blood-Washing Fleet, who led all his main forces out and also coerced a large group of ship group water ghosts... The title of General was self-proclaimed, and it was not officially recognized at all, but at this moment, with the clamor and dissatisfaction of the pirate water ghosts becoming more and more serious, he finally felt the pressure as a General.

You know, this bunch of water ghosts with all kinds of origins are not good people who are submissive. The difficulty of managing them is outrageously large.

Everyone pays attention to gathering is a lump of shit, scattering is a sky full of fishy, organization and discipline are dreams to be said in dreams, and it is normal to pull swords and fight to the death if they don't agree.

If you want to control such a bunch of ghost things, you can only rely on carrots and sticks. There are distant interests to lure, and there are his own sticks to threaten, so that they can be barely mobilized.

But now, relying on sticks, it is almost impossible to suppress.

But the carrots are still far away...

The rainy season is always short, fleeting, and the opportunity to make a fortune is the same. Everyone goes to sea with you, respects you as the leader, isn't it just to follow the leading big dad and earn more bad money?

But after leaving the port for so long, everyone has been floating in the mist for almost half a month. Not to mention money, even a bite to eat is almost gone. For a time, many members of the middle and lower levels have appeared dissatisfaction and complaints, and the upper levels have repeatedly pressured Pacquiao with the sailors' affairs, hoping that he can do a good job as a leading big dad and lead everyone to do big and strong and create brilliance again!

Regrettably, Pacquiao didn't move.

Like dead.

Now relying on his former prestige and currency-scattering strategy and even coercion and inducement, he has united many ship groups. The Blood-Washing Fleet almost has signs of dominating the northwest region of the Endless Sea. If this plundering is successful and leads everyone to make a fortune, then dominating the Canghuang Ocean in the future and becoming the first-class maritime giant is not a problem. At that time, what kind of dog-shit Seven Cities, don't they all have to look at his face?

If you work harder, raise a few more cheap sons, cultivate them, and in your lifetime, the position of 'Three Scales and Six Horns' is not impossible to try!

The premise is to pass this level.

Motherfucker Ji Jue! Ji Jue! Still motherfucker Ji Jue!

Three armies move, food and grass go first. When food and grass haven't started to prepare, intelligence has already started to inquire.

Especially after Ji Jue completely turned his face and trampled Pacquiao's son to death, the two sides had no room for relaxation. Pacquiao also spent a lot of money again, bought Ji Jue's intelligence from everywhere, and waited for the new version update.

Then, after opening the first page, Pacquiao began to have black eyes.

This feeling is like Xu Chaoxian opening the door for Lu Changsheng...

Evil to the house!

The credibility of intelligence is sometimes more fantasy than the Federation's stock market... Among them, false and true, true and false, nine truths and one false, nine shallow and one deep, etc., mixed together, simply messy!

Especially with a behemoth like the Tong family stirring up waves behind the scenes, many rumors and hearsay are mixed with the real situation, only making people more confused and harder to hold.

Some people say that this dog thing surnamed Ji became an apprentice at the age of fourteen. The teacher was an artisan whose registered workshop was only primary, unknown, and he could walk to today by selling...

Others say that he is actually a Chosen One, a natural Ember good material, Supreme Good beautiful jade, and in just one year, he has opened up a huge foundation from scratch, and at the same time ranked as the chief of Ember artisans, scheduled for Gold Ribbon, and metamorphosis is complete.

Some people say he is a black glove secretly cultivated by the Tong family, loyal, reliable, and dare to fight and kill.

Some people say that this person is a successor secretly cultivated by Chen Xingzhou, personally manipulated Chen Xingzhou's rise process, and sat in Lei Wuye's mourning hall, forcing Lei Wuye's last successor to death! There are also people who say that this person is scheming, means are tricky, and has close contacts with the Lou family. In order to become the son-in-law of the Lou family, he even dived into the workshop of Master Jianyuan to save Lou Yanyue who was trapped in prison.

And his teacher, some people say it is a nobody, never heard of it, and other artisans... as soon as they see Ye Xian's photo, they don't even say hello, and they run away with the boat overnight!

After the people of the Illusory Township Workshop heard about this, the doors were locked, and they wouldn't open no matter how they called.

How deep the water is behind, just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.

There are too many true and false things, too messy, but there is one point, but it can't be fake... Now the rise of Haichao Military Industry, he is undoubtedly a great contributor.

Not only did he bring the Coastal Automobile Factory, an empty shell, back to life, but the slaughter of the four teams in the Wasteland Rally, and even the liquidation of all participants presided over by him after the race!

Everyone who offended him, everyone who wanted to make trouble for him, from top to bottom, all died.

Not one could run!

Being able to rise to today's level in the Federation's racing area, which is superficially peaceful but actually killing to death in secret, ability and wrist don't need to be mentioned, the backer behind is not small, it is said that even the current Haizhou Town Guardian Lu Lu Yingyue has to consider his opinions and ideas!

...... What kind of person is this motherfucker!

I heard that Ji Jue was very difficult to deal with in many rumors before, but after careful investigation, I found that he was even more difficult to deal with.

After reading half of it, Pacquiao began to want to die—scratching his ears and cheeks, racking his brains, and actually scratching his bald head layer by layer—can't figure it out!

If Ji Jue was in front of him, he just wanted to pull this dog thing's neck and question—Big brother, what are you trying to do?!

Why bother?!

You are king in Outside Xinquan, you look down on our bunch of water ghosts, you think we are dirty... Then say it early!

You should have said it early!

As long as you make a phone call, scold me bloody, my blood pressure goes up and I get angry and angry two or three times, then it won't reach today's level! Even if I change the road?!

There are countless ways to solve this matter, each of which is more convenient, simpler, and easier to solve than the current hard-hitting one.

But, today, only this path of life and death remains.

Pacquiao really has no choice.

Socializing for so many years, everyone only cares about wrists, but as a result, they really run into a cannibal tree!

As a result, his son died, he lost face, and he lost his inside.

Finally, forced to ride a tiger and hard to get off!

Thinking that he was forced to today's level and such a dangerous situation by a kid from nowhere, he was furious.

But thinking that he was forced to this level, and even had no choice, he instinctively felt hair-raising!

Up to now, asking for peace is useless, and procrastination is just chronic death. If you want to keep your status and want to return the color, then only this path can be taken.

Only this path arranged by the opponent can be taken!

It's like being led by an invisible pair of hands, turning into a puppet, and after being assigned a role, walking onto the stage step by step involuntarily.

Under the control of the opponent...

Why did he do this? What does he want to do? What exactly does he want... No matter what, I can't figure it out.

Only the more I think about it, the more I feel hair-raising, and the uneasiness is difficult to control.

In the silence, he sighed silently.

Just outside the cabin, you can vaguely hear the complaints and clamor of sailors from other ship groups in the distance. Those sounds spread silently like tides, covering him, restless.

"What is he waiting for?"

A mocking voice sounded, in the void inside the captain's room, "And what are you waiting for, 'General'?"

Pacquiao was silent, speechless.

Only regretful laughter echoed.

"You had no choice long ago, didn't you."

Pacquiao lowered his eyes expressionlessly, staring at the gorgeous wine glass that suddenly appeared on the table, and even the wine of the curse in the glass. After a long time, he reached out and picked it up.

Looked up and drank it all.

"Then, it's a deal!??"

He said to the person on the other side of the wine glass.

"Of course."

Accompanied by the disappearance of the wine glass, turning into streamer, sinking into his chest, entangled in the heart, the guarantee from the other end sounded in his soul:

"You make a contract with us with this."

Half an hour later, the high-pitched and sharp horn sound suddenly rose from Pacquiao's flagship, solemn and echoing, continuous in the thick sea mist and rainstorm.

Within ten minutes, all ship owners and pirate leaders gathered in the conference room of the battleship, staring at Pacquiao who pushed the door and entered, stunned.

Under the shroud of scarlet blood flames, the hunched body stood up, iron-gray muscles emerged from the skeleton again, no longer old.

Like a giant coming among the dwarfs, he sat in the front position openly.

Looking down and overlooking!

"Order all members to weigh anchor and set sail immediately."

Pacquiao wiped the curved knife that had just been stained red in the execution, and ordered coldly: "From now on, everyone is silent, cut off all communication."

"—Three days later, burn Outside Xinquan to the ground!" ===== CHAPTER 356 =====