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Chapter 39 Trading of Magic Scrolls (1)

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Nian Bing is a smart man. He has experienced everything that happened in the Ice and Snow City. He is absolutely unwilling to cause any trouble. If the other party just insults himself, he will treat the other party as a nasty fly at most. However, the middle-aged man insulted his

Mother, that was Nian Bing's most painful wound. In an instant, Nian Bing's eyes changed, but there was a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a little cold on his body, and his heart froze for no reason, "Laugh at you, mother, laugh." In order to cover up the fear rising in his heart, he raised the hand on Nian Bing's shoulder and pointed it towards his face.

Pull away.

"Laugh at your dad." A faint blue light flashed like smoke, and in the collapse of blood, the mercenary union heard a scream as harsh as a slaughtered pig.

A hand that was still twitching fell to the ground, and the middle-aged man screamed miserably. He held the wrist with blood spurting out. His face instantly turned pale, his feet went soft, and he fell to the ground immediately, screaming miserably.

Nian Bing kicked the severed hand aside, and still looked at Mari as if nothing had happened. Face to face, Nian Bing could not beat a third-level mercenary, but his knife was too fast.

The ghost eagle had become one with his hand a few years ago. With his lightning-quick knife skills and the sharpness of the knife itself, he could accomplish many things unexpectedly.

Silence, unusual silence, the entire mercenary union fell into a dead silence. The cold and cruel methods instantly shocked the entire audience. Mari stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her, her hands were already trembling.

Nian Bing's voice was still gentle, reminding Mari, "Miss, please keep looking, thank you."

His gentle voice sounded so clear in the hall. Just now, almost no one saw what he did, except that there was a knife in his right hand, and the knife with the flashing blue light was spinning on the tips of his five fingers.

"You, how could you hurt someone in the union?" Mary's voice was obviously trembling.

A rogue smile appeared on Nian Bing's face, "Did I hurt anyone? Are you sure you saw it?"

Mari was stunned for a moment. She didn't believe that Nian Bing had done that just now, but the fact was before her eyes. Nian Bing's smile made her feel very cold in her heart. It was so cold that it seemed to freeze, as if the person in front of her was no longer there.

A handsome young man, but a devil, a murderous devil, "Come, protect, come quickly." Mary yelled hysterically, and the terror in her heart made her take a few steps back, and she was bumped by a chair and fell to the ground.

land.

Nian Bing frowned and turned to look at the middle-aged man with a severed hand. He was indeed a third-level mercenary. He had some knowledge of treating injuries. At this time, he was pinching his wrist desperately to prevent too much blood.

Loss.

The crowd of mercenaries dispersed automatically, and three guards wearing black warrior uniforms came over. Seeing the scene, the faces of the three people changed at the same time. The leader, a warrior in his thirties, frowned and looked at Nian Bing, "I

You are the security captain here, did you do it?"

Nian Bing smiled slightly and did not answer his question. Instead, he squatted down and asked the middle-aged man with a severed hand: "Did I cut off your hand?" His smile was gentle, but just like Mari before,

As he felt, what the middle-aged man saw was a devilish smile. His body was shaking a little, and his face that was white due to excessive blood loss was a little greener. He shook his head desperately, "No, no

,no no."

Nian Bing stood up and looked at the security captain with some provocation, "He is lying. It was indeed me who did it. Because he insulted my mother." He took a step forward with his left leg and rounded his right leg with all his strength.

, kicked the middle-aged man in his forties in the face. Immediately, the middle-aged man didn't even have time to scream, and fainted from the blood spattering.

The security captain did not stop Nian Bing, but his eyes became cold, "Boy, you are very arrogant. You have to understand where you are now."

Nian Bing smiled calmly and said: "I understand, isn't this a mercenary union?"

The security captain snorted coldly, "Then I want to recover the mercenary's dignity."

Nian Bing pointed his right index finger at the fainted middle-aged man, "Does a person like him still have dignity?"

White fighting spirit emanates from the body of the guard captain. Being able to use fighting spirit proves that he has entered the realm of swordsman. On the surface, the strength of this guard captain is by no means inferior to Xue Jing.

"You will become just like him." The guard captain raised his hand, and the surrounding mercenaries immediately vacated a space for them.

Nian Bing shook his head at the guard captain, stretched out his right hand, and a ball of fire suddenly appeared in his palm, "Since you have confidence in yourself, then come on. However, I can't guarantee not to accidentally injure others."

Seeing the flame on Nian Bing's hand, the guard captain's expression suddenly changed, and he said in surprise: "Are you a magician?"

Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "To be precise, he should be a magician from the Ice Moon Empire Magician Union."

Is the guard captain afraid of the magician? No, he is definitely not afraid. He does not think that the magic of the young man in front of him can be stronger than his own martial arts. However, although the magician does not have an advantage in a one-on-one situation with the samurai, due to the number

are rare, but the status of magicians is much higher than that of warriors, and they are the targets of various countries. Especially when he heard Nian Bing say that he was a member of the Magician Guild, his hesitation had disappeared. The so-called skinny camel

Bigger than Ma, no matter how weak the Ice Moon Empire Magician's Union is, it is still a magician's union after all, and it is definitely something that a low-level union like the Mercenary Union cannot afford to offend.

"I'm sorry, dear Mr. Magician. I originally thought you were also a mercenary. Please forgive me for my rudeness." The guard captain dissipated his grudge and respectfully said to Nian Bing.

Nian Bing was not willing to reveal his identity, but in order to avoid causing trouble, this was the best choice. He smiled lightly, pointed at the middle-aged man on the ground and said: "If you don't want him to die, just carry him down."

The guard captain turned around and winked at his guards. The two guards hurriedly stepped forward to lift the fainted middle-aged man and left. They looked at Nian Bing with some confusion. The guard captain said: "Mr. Magician,

Since you are a member of your country’s magician’s union, could you please show me your ID?”

Nian Bing frowned slightly and said, "Is this necessary?"

The security captain glanced at the ghost eagle caught between Nian Bing's fingers, nodded, and said: "I think it is necessary. I must have an explanation to our mercenary union."

Nian Bing smiled calmly and said: "This is what you want." The light flashed and there was a brand in his right hand. It was the identity symbol that Long Zhi had just given him a few days before he left.

The security captain took the sign from Nian Bing and looked at it carefully. His face suddenly changed, "You, you are..."

Nian Bing took the sign back and sent it back to the Space Ring, "Don't say it, just understand it. I came here to find a necessary task."

The guard captain's face had turned a little pale at this time. Although he could not believe that the young man in front of him was the elder of the Magician's Guild, the token was absolutely true. How could something from the Magician's Guild be easily imitated?

Well, after hesitating for a moment, he walked to the counter and said to Mary: "Hurry up and help Mr. Magician find the tasks he needs. Don't neglect it." After leaving these words, he walked away quickly.

The surrounding mercenaries all focused on Nian Bing, who could scare away the guard captain. They knew that this young man was anything but simple, and besides, he was also a magician.

Mari glanced at Nian Bing secretly and hurriedly searched for the mission information of the mercenary union, but her hands were still shaking a little.

Nian Bing sighed in his heart. The law of the jungle is indeed the norm of society. In front of Hillard, he is weak, but in front of these people, he has become a strong one. It seems that no matter where he goes on the mainland, he will not

There are peaceful days.

"Okay, I found it. There really is one." Mari relievedly picked up the mission record and said to Nian Bing: "Mr. Magician, the mission you want is rather weird, but there is really one. Here is the person of the city lord.

The guards need a fifth-level magic scroll. The requirement is just a clue. The clue of a scroll is five gold coins. For every higher level of the scroll, the mission reward is doubled. It is a third-level mission, and it is the kind that can be taken on by multiple people at the same time. Now

Seventy-three mercenaries have taken it over, but only two have completed it, and all they have found are fifth-level scrolls."

Nian Bing felt happy. The city lord's personal guards should be richer. Now he had a source of funds. He quickly asked: "Then how can I contact the employer?"

"This..." Mari hesitated for a moment and said: "After the mercenary completes this task, he only needs to hand it over to us. We will contact the employer. As long as we confirm that the task is completed correctly, we will pay the reward to

Mercenaries, and take one tenth of it as a handling fee. As for the employer’s contact information, we need to keep it confidential.”

Nian Bing smiled calmly and said: "In that case, just tell me your contact information. I can complete this task."

Mari was stunned for a moment and said: "But you are not a mercenary, let alone a member of this union. This is against the rules!"

Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "This is simple." He turned his eyes to the mercenaries around him. The one closest to him was the strong man from the Lanxing Mercenary Group who had just accepted the mission. After receiving the mission, he did not leave, but

He was watching the excitement from the side. Nian Bing waved to him and said: "Brother, I want to ask you for a favor."

The strong man was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew that the magician had a distinguished status, "Me? How can I help you?"

Nian Bing said: "You can just accept this task and receive the commission directly."

The strong man still didn't understand what Nian Bing meant, "Our mercenary group has already taken over this task, but it has not been completed yet."

Nian Bing smiled and said: "Then you can hand in the task now. I am the source of the magic scroll. Miss Mari, this time it complies with the rules. I live in the Lanxin Hotel not far from the union. When the employer comes

You ask him to come to me in the third-level room over there. Just tell him that I have a few scrolls that exceed the fifth level to sell." After explaining this, he nodded to the strong man and walked out of the door.

"Mr. Magician, do you want to sell scrolls? Then why do you have to complete the task?" A low and deep voice sounded, and hundreds of mercenaries in the hall spread out like a tide, forming a corridor. Nian Bing said this

When he just walked to the door and looked along the corridor, he saw an old man with a white face and a slender figure walking towards him, with the security captain following behind him.

Nian Bing stopped and looked at the old man. Soon, the old man came to him, smiled slightly, and said: "Mr. Magician, I am the president of the local mercenary union. I wonder if I can have a chat with you."

Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "Of course, it's nice to meet you, Mr. President." He knew that it must be because of his identity that attracted the president. From his tone, it seemed that he also wanted to buy the magic scroll.

It would be easier if the idea could be sold here, so Nian Bing would naturally not refuse his invitation.

The president of the mercenary union made an invitation gesture to Nian Bing and led him towards the back of the union. When they walked through the hall and entered the back hall of the union, the surroundings suddenly became much quieter. The president of the mercenary union paused.

He stepped down and said to the security captain: "You have nothing to do here, go and do your work." The security captain agreed and returned to the hall.

"Mr. Magician, please come with me." As he said that, the president of the mercenary union took Nian Bing and continued to walk inside. As he walked, Nian Bing observed the surrounding environment. The mercenary union was connected to each other.

The current location is a courtyard. The interior decoration of the union is extremely simple, and everything is simple and practical.

Under the leadership of the president of the mercenary union, Nian Bing followed him to a large office behind the union.

"Mr. Magician, please take a seat. Let me introduce myself first. I am Carlo, the president of this union. I just heard from the security captain that you are the elder of the magician union in this country. It is really a shame to welcome such a distinguished guest.

"

Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "Mr. President, you don't have to be polite. In fact, I am just a senior magician, but because my master is the president of the Magician Guild, so in order to facilitate my walking outside, the master granted

I have lost my identity as an elder." Letting anyone look down upon you is the best way to protect yourself.

The expression on Carlo's face remained unchanged, as if he had already guessed it, "It's not easy for Mr. Magician to reach the level of a senior magician at such a young age. I just heard you say that you have magic scrolls for sale, right? Rather than

It’s cheaper than others, so why not sell it to me? The price is negotiable. I wonder how many levels of magic scrolls you have? I want them all.”


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