West Sea Feren Island.

After nearly half a year of development.

It has become the most prosperous island in the West Sea.

There is the largest port in the whole West Sea, the largest flow of people, the largest trading center...

There are also the largest luxury hotels, the largest weapons processing plants, the largest black markets...

There is also the most famous and largest school in The West Sea!

And, the most popular emerging class mercenaries!

The Mercenary Union, a newly formed organization in the West Sea, was greatly popular.

Unlike bounty hunters.

The Mercenary Union is a new and integrated organization.

Anyone can post a task there, and they all have a uniform title employer!

To put it bluntly, there are some people who need help with something!

Employers come to the union to describe their difficulties and needs clearly, which is then issued by the union.

If a mercenary has the ability to complete and accept the task, then the employer can sit back and wait for the difficulty to be solved.

Because the task is broad.

For example, publishing items to trade, helping to do things, escorting, looking for people and things, entrusting agents, needing, asking for help, etc.

It almost satisfies the needs and wants of the vast majority of people.

It also provides a conduit for many people to survive.

Therefore, the mercenary guild is like a huge cobweb.

Almost all the forces and individuals in the entire West Sea were networked and formed into a huge interest skirt.

And the people who control this big net.

It can be said that the lifeblood of the entire West Sea is in the hands.

In the middle and central areas of Phelan Island.

This is the headquarters of the Mercenary Union.

At this time, in the square in front of the mercenary union, many people gathered.

They were all gathered around a stage, their faces full of excitement, movement and excitement.

An obese figure stepped onto the stage.

Suddenly, the audience's voice was even louder.

"Lord Quinn, I love you!"

"Quinn, Quinn, you're the best!"

The cheers were incessant.

Walking onto the stage, Quinn raised her hands and shouted, "I'm going to get on!" "

Another roar of cheers rang out.

The music starts.

Quinn started his performance.

"If you lose weight, you'll be too popular!"

"So Van Ku who deliberately didn't slim down!"

"Although it looks like it is round and rolling!"

"But it's all muscle!"

"Fanku who can sing and dance!"

"Exciting..."

Upstairs in the mercenary guild, Jean watched as Quinn, who was twisting his fat body and body to the music below.

I feel some headaches.

Before he felt that Quinn as the strong man of the new world, B grid should be very high!

But this time together came down.

He found.

Quinn is a comic!

Don't do anything serious.

Every three to five concerts, now they have become famous singers in the West Sea.

Countless fans and are very popular.

Now, the whole West Sea only knows the famous singer Quinn.

Few people remember that he was the famous plague Quinn!

"Hey!"

Jean let out a long sigh.

Working with such people is a lot less of a conspiracy.

I just feel so tired!

He said to the people around him, "Go! "

After a while, the man ran to the stage below and turned off the music.

On the stage, Quinn, who was singing happily, paused and tilted his head in doubt.

I saw someone unplug the stereo.

Suddenly angry: "Bastard, how dare you interrupt Uncle Quinn's concert!" "

The man said helplessly, "Boss Quinn! "

"Boss Jean has something to do with you!"

"Ah, Jean!" Quinn touched his head, the anger on his face narrowing.

Smirking.

Wave to the audience below: "Guys, there is something to do today, let's start again another day!" "

With a fan's farewell, Quinn entered the Mercenary Union building.

When I saw Jean, he was sitting behind his desk with a calm face.

"Jean, what's wrong, what's wrong with you?"

"Say it, let me have fun!"

Quinn picked up the teapot on the table without a moment's hesitation and gulped it down.

I just sang too much, and my mouth was a little dry.

"The Navy's Slaying Order is coming!"

"Poof!"

Quinn, who was drinking tea, was startled, and the tea in his mouth sprayed, and Jean and his body were sprayed.

Jean wiped the tea off his face expressionlessly.

"Led by Admiral Sakarski, accompanied by five lieutenant generals, ten large warships, a total of more than ten thousand elite navies!"

Quinn hunked, leaned over, turned around and walked outside.

"What are you going to do?" Jean frowned.

Quinn looked back and blinked, "Run! "

Jean was speechless.

He knew that this guy was a bully who was afraid of hard teasing!

"Boss Will is calling!"

As soon as He said Will, Quinn immediately turned back.

His face was firm, and he looked like he was dead.

"Say, Boss Will has any command, I will do it drifting and bright!"

Jean grouped and knitted the words before he said, "Boss Will said that the target of the Navy this time should be O'Hara!" "

Quinn froze and blinked, "Not us? "

"Whew!"

He let out a long sigh of relief and patted his chest and mouth.

"It's not just us!"

Jean saw a black line.

"O'Hara has a bit of a relationship with Boss Will, so they let us deal with it!"

Quinn wondered, "Deal? "

Then he was shocked: "Boss Will let us deal with Sakarski?" "

"And the Demon Slayer Fleet?"

He inhaled cold air and pointed at Jean in disbelief.

Trembling, he said, "Wouldn't it be you who secretly told Boss Will what I was doing in the West Sea, he was going to find a reason to kill me?" "

"Jean, you are so cruel, I treat you as a brother and a brother!"

Jean's brain jumped straight up.

He wanted to slap Quinn to death.

"Shut up!"

It was hard to ease the agitated and moving emotions.

Jean said, "Boss Will said that since the Navy wants to launch a slaying order, let them fight well!" "

Quinn wondered, "Didn't you say that O'Hara and Boss Will are related?" "

Jean laughed and said, "So, boss, let's transfer all the scholars and books on O'Hara!" "

"As for the Navy, if they want to blow up O'Hara, let them blow it up!"

Quinn was relieved to hear that.

Don't have to be tough with the Navy!

"Where does that move?"

Jean said, "Of course it's a new world!" "

"The cargo ship of the sea king Umit is already on its way, and we just need to send people to help carry things!"

"So what are you waiting for?" Quinn immediately stood up and came.

This kind of thing is simply not difficult!

Jean looked at Quinn solemnly, "It's up to you, don't go wrong!" "

"You don't go?"

Jean shook his head and revealed a sinister smile.

"Boss Will said that the Navy likes to bounce so much, so let them jump and come!"

"After the whole West Sea, the supply of materials to those naval bases was halved, and prices rose twice!"

"At the same time, let the entire navy in the West Sea move and come..."

"Sizzle!"

The more Quinn listened, the more shocked he became.

Because of their relationship, the security of the West Sea can be said to be better than that of the East China Sea.

The navy in the West Sea is also the most comfortable.

But if only it were to do such a show.

These navies will definitely be played to the point of vomiting blood!

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