Hearing what the other person said, Ren held the toner microphone of the phone and joked: "I'm short of money, can you borrow some?"
"Luka luka, by God, sir, you made the wrong number.
Time is precious, I haven’t had lunch yet, so I’ll hang up if nothing happens.”
The other person's attitude immediately changed and he seemed not to want to talk anymore.
As expected of the Kara people, a clan known as the kings of mercenaries, when they heard that there was no money to be made, their attitude instantly became perfunctory.
Fearing that he would hang up the phone, Ren quickly shouted: "The introducer, Randy Mack. I invite you to help train mercenaries. The price is negotiable."
Eh─
After a slight sigh, the voice on the other side became more solemn: "It turned out to be Master Randy who introduced me. No problem. What's the specific situation? Let me state in advance that there will be no discounts."
"No. 14, Baishi Street, eastern suburbs of Diramo City, Thorns Security Company, price negotiation." Ren said loudly.
"Lu Ka Lu Ka, okay, no problem, the barbecue and liquor are ready, we will be there this evening!"
The old voice was very decisive and agreed.
Renn smiled slightly and ordered everyone to prepare the barbecue grill, ingredients, and a box of "Hongyan" brand spirits on the rooftop to prepare for the guests.
He returned home, where Kesha had already prepared lunch and was waiting for him at the dining table.
After chatting for a while, she asked curiously: "Is that Bill from Karao?"
Nodding and putting a piece of steak into his mouth, Ren said with a smile: "Yes, it's this tough mountain clan."
The Karo people, a fighting nation, live in the east of the Nokman Empire, under the Karo Mountains that are as long as a giant dragon.
This ethnic group now has about 1.5 million people. Unlike the Kangao people who have always been semi-isolated from the world, half of them stay in their homes where they have lived for generations, while the other half are active in various war-torn places on the mainland.
Known as the best type of mercenary, the Karo people have long been integrated with the mainland and have extensive cooperation with the Steam Alliance and the Demon Hunter Association.
The ethnic group is quite powerful and stands out among the indigenous people on the mainland, even stronger than the Kangao people.
"Back then, our ancestors specially invited them to participate in the war before the Dawn War. It was from that time on that their clan formed their current survival mode.
It not only maintains the faith of the mountain people, but also keeps up with the trend of the times. Except for conflicts with the Church of Light due to faith issues, it can get along well in many places on the mainland."
Kesha cut the steak gracefully with a knife and said softly.
"Is there such a connection?" Renn was slightly surprised, and immediately remembered the contents of the Sun King's notes.
'They said I was the son of a barbarian god and wanted me to be a barbarian king. I couldn't laugh or cry.'
Kesha thought for a moment and added: "Not only that, their family has unique talents in the physical body.
It is said that the [Berserker] profession was tailor-made for them by scholars from the beginning, and the first [Burning Rock Berserker] in history was a barbarian king of that era."
The fifth level of berserker, the first level [Apprentice Berserker], the second level [Explosive Berserker], the third level [Boiling Blood Berserker], the fourth level [Spirit Burning Berserker], and the fifth level [Burning Rock Berserker].
The berserker is one of the most powerful professions for human beings to fight head-on. As long as they are not tricked, they will not be defeated by any profession of the same level in a head-on fight.
Ren touched his chin and exclaimed: "I think the scholars treat them as guinea pigs."
He already knew that most of the people in the natural school were scientists, and their ability to do things was first-rate.
Kesha shook her head slightly: "In any case, Berserker is a very successful extraordinary profession and is also widely spread."
Renn nodded, remembering that Carlos the Lancer had talked about his teammates, who seemed to be Alex, the "Axe King" of Faloran, who was a Berserker and was also a quarter of the blood of the Karo people.
That dear friend, it seems that he was stronger than Carlos in the Fire Dragon Knights back then, and he may have entered the holy realm.
Carlos suppressed the killing of the vampires Frank and Clow. After talking to him not long ago, the Firebird Bar closed down and the people disappeared.
Ren narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that the water in the Kingdom of Faloran was a bit deep. It was not a wise move for the demon to choose this country as his first battlefield.
…………
After lunch, we worked hard for a while. It was getting late, and on the rooftop of the company's office building, Lane and the others were busy.
The sunset dyed the horizon red, the cool autumn wind blew by, and a row of wild geese flew under the blue sky.
Garcia was adjusting the barbecue equipment, which was already ignited with flames, and a variety of fresh meats and other ingredients were placed on the table nearby.
With a smile on his face, Wen Xi held a box of spirits and put it aside, while Sigg moved a table and a few chairs over.
As for Susanna and Jenny, they were discussing cosmetics under a parasol nearby.
Not long after they met, the two quickly became best friends. Sigg even tried to seduce Jenny, but was severely punished by the two women.
"Beauty, are you so free?" Ren held a box of champagne and glared at the two lazy girls.
Susanna snorted softly: "Isn't that what you said? We will be responsible for the beauty."
Rolling his eyes, Ren put the box down gently: "Okay, I take back what I said before. You will be responsible for warming the bed from now on."
Susanna was about to say something, when heavy footsteps were heard, and a tall old man with gray hair walked up the stairs to the rooftop.
His long white hair was tied into braids and hung casually. His face was wrinkled, and he was obviously very old.
However, he is very tall, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt on his upper body, with bulging arm muscles and a pair of big eyes.
"Lu Ka Lu Ka, my God, ladies and gentlemen, your friend Bill is here.
Believe me, as long as you pay the price, all your worries will disappear!"
Bill opened his arms and said in a loud voice.
Eh~
Before anyone could reply, Bill's eyes as big as copper bells fell on Sigurd. His nose moved, and he exhaled a white breath.
"Zha!"
With an angry shout, Bill raised his elbow and jumped up, spanning eight meters in an instant. His whole body was ignited with red flames, and he slammed into Sigurd like a wild bull.
A strong wind blew towards his face, and Shige's expression changed. He roared, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out crazily, lingering around his body like a flame.
Veins popped up in his arms. He clenched his fist that was shining with red light and punched Bill in the air with his right hand.
boom!
Fists and elbows struck each other, air waves rolled, and a dull collision sounded, and everyone's expressions changed.
Sigg staggered back two steps, stopped, his arms trembled slightly, and glared at the old man in front of him: "Old man, what are you doing? Do you want to fight?"
Glancing at the red mark on his elbow, Bill laughed loudly: "Boy, it's not bad. It didn't insult the legacy of the Barbarian King!"
