Chapter 1131: You Can Name Your Own Price

The man looked at Qin Yang with cold eyes. He didn't change at all in the face of so many guns. This is something that not everyone can do.

Either the other party is also a desperado, or the other party is simply confident and confident that he can kill himself in such an environment without dying.

The man wanted to compromise, but with so many of his brothers staring at him, how hard was it to get down?

Just when he was struggling in his heart, Sun Qian, who had been standing by the side, slowly raised his hand, and then punched a bunker not far away with a seemingly casual punch.

In everyone's horrified eyes, the concrete bunker collapsed like a sand fortress on the beach!

Before these people could react, Sun Qian's men also disappeared. Then those holding guns felt a light touch in their hands, and the guns flew out inexplicably.

The moment Sun Qian took action, Qin Yang huddled behind the man. If there was a misfire, he would have no choice but to hit the man in front of him first.

Snapped!

Bang bang!

The guns fell to the ground like rain in an instant, and then Sun Qian appeared behind everyone and said lightly: "Whoever points his gun at me again will die."

The man controlled by Qin Yang had sweat on his face, and he shouted loudly: "He didn't even move!"

He couldn't help but be nervous. Everyone's guns were pointed at him just now, and Qin Yang was hiding behind him. If anyone's gun went off, he would be the first to die!

Seeing how powerful these two people are, I'm afraid even if I am beaten into a sieve, nothing will happen to them!

The usually awe-inspiring fortresses, heavy machine guns, and heavily armed soldiers completely lost any intimidating power in front of these two people. My life was easily in the hands of the other person, just like I was holding a gun against a person. Just like ordinary people...

Seeing all the men retreating in fear, without the man's orders, those who still had guns in their hands had lowered their muzzles, and their movements were very fast and neat, lest they were too slow to lower their muzzles, and would be mistaken for wanting to do so. Shoot, and that's it.

"I'll help you contact General Sharman, don't do anything...General Sharman will definitely appreciate experts with your strength."

Qin Yang let go of the man in front of him, but held his gun in his hand, staring at him coldly, as if he would shoot him if he got upset the next second.

The man quickly picked up the intercom in his hand and reported to the people in the mansion. Soon, the man hung up the intercom and his attitude became respectful.

"Please come with me, you two. The general is waiting for you two inside!"

Qin Yang and Sun Qian followed the man towards the mansion. Qin Yang was still thinking about Sun Qian's action just now, and was quite sighing in his heart.

The powerful person who communicates with the gods is really powerful.

The force of the punch was no less than that of a cannonball. The concrete bunker fell apart like tofu. What would happen if it hit a person?

I'm afraid everyone will be directly beaten into a pile of meat dregs!

He is still far behind Sun Qian's level of strength.

The two people walked into the heavily guarded mansion under the leadership of the man. Qin Yang quickly observed the surroundings. There were many soldiers guarding the top, sides and entrance of the mansion. There were at least a hundred people in total. , there are cameras everywhere, monitoring every inch of space around the mansion.

As long as the people in the control room don't doze off, even a strong practitioner will not be able to sneak in quietly unless they destroy the line first or something.

The spacious living room was brightly lit, and Qin Yang immediately saw Kang Hui, He Xiu, and Ma Sha sitting on the chairs. Although there were many soldiers with live ammunition behind them, the three of them did not seem to be hurt. , and his expression was quite calm.

Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see a man in pajamas sitting on the large sofa. He had several rings on his thick fingers and was holding a cigar. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the man who walked in. Qin Yang and Sun Qian.

Sitting on the horizontal sofa next to him was an old man with tattoos all over his neck and arms. Behind him stood two strong middle-aged men, also covered in tattoos. These three people were also looking at Qin Yang. Two people, but their vision is quite unkind.

Qin and Yang walked to the center of the living room. The man in pajamas stood up and laughed loudly: "Two practitioners who have come from afar, please sit down and have a drink together."

Qin Yang stood still with a smile: "General Shaman?"

The fat man in pajamas is naturally the local emperor Sharman here. Sharman said with a smile: "I am Sharman. I was chatting happily with some of your friends just now. Now two more are here. This makes me happy." So happy."

Happy?

Qin Yang was slightly confused. Even if he and others were powerful practitioners, Shaman shouldn't be too afraid of him. Why did he use the word "happy"?

Qin Yang's eyes subconsciously fell on the faces of Kang Hui and He Xiu. Kang Hui showed a strange look on his face and said softly: "General Shaman just found out that we are practitioners with good strength, so he proposed to hire us. , and also said that we can set the price as we please..."

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what the man who blocked the way at the door said before, just for free?

Could it be that Shaman is recruiting practitioners to be his followers?

The two imposing men behind him, the old man sitting on the sofa, and the two people behind him should all be practitioners. Are they all hired by Sharman?

Qin Yang smiled and said: "General Shaman, I think you may have misunderstood. We are just passing through here and have other things to do. I'm afraid we don't have time to stay and cooperate with you, General."

Shaman frowned and quickly said again: "This is not a tourist attraction. Since you are here, you must be doing something. As long as you help me get this done in a few days, if you have any needs , just ask, as long as it is within my jurisdiction, I can do it for you."

How many days will you help?

Get something done?

Qin Yang asked tentatively: "General, you are the most powerful person here. With so many troops under your command, what else can't be done and do you need our help?"

Sharman sighed and said: "Indeed, I have so many troops under my command, and I am the largest in this area. Although I nominally accept the control committee of the government, in fact I am the local emperor of this area, but after all, I am an ordinary person. , I also have a headache when meeting powerful practitioners like you..."

Qin Yang suddenly realized: "When you hired us for a few days just now, did you want us to help you deal with practitioners who want to harm you?"

Shaman stabbed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray and said bitterly: "Yes, those guys are so hateful. Not long after they came here, they actually colluded with Kun Yang and directly Blackmail me and ask me to hand over half of my income here every month, otherwise, I will die..."