Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 482 Wang Teng's Hobbies

He is actually here!
Outside this room, pretend to be an ordinary sweeping employee.

Wang Teng, wearing a shabby and dirty employee uniform, with a sallow complexion, a humble look, a somewhat stooped back, and a broom in his hand, he looks like a small person.

No one would have imagined that he would be a level five creature and the owner of this town!
Wang Zhong, who was in the room, came out and stood at the door, looking at Luo Xiyuan's back, with an uneasy expression on his face.

He glanced at Wang Teng again, obviously didn't recognize Wang Teng's real identity, just regarded him as an ordinary employee, frowned and scolded: "Don't you have eyes when you sweep the floor? Ten lives are not enough!"

"Yes, sir, don't be angry."

Wang Teng pretended to be an employee in a low voice, and performed this identity quite perfectly.

Wang Zhong snorted, turned his head to look into the room, and said to the boss of one of the mercenary organizations: "Tiger, is this your subordinate? Don't let him sweep the floor here, let him do something else!"

"no problem!"

The mercenary boss named Tiger casually glanced at Wang Teng and didn't care.

He has close to [-] mercenaries who can fight, and they are fully equipped and have sufficient supplies. They can be said to be strong and strong. He himself is also a well-known figure in the wilderness.

In addition to the mercenaries who could fight, there were also some ordinary mercenaries who were assigned by him to do logistics or other things due to their weaker bodies and weaker combat abilities.

The identity that Wang Teng replaced was exactly one of them.

Although this identity is also a mercenary, its status is rather embarrassing, and it is often looked down upon by those mercenaries in charge of fighting.

Of course, in front of those slaves, they are still aloof.

Wang Teng seems to be very good at disguising himself as a small person. Last time in Baimu Town, he pretended to be a cleaner, and this time he pretended to be a sweeper.

"He did this to observe the behavior and language of his subordinates, so as to analyze each subordinate's mind?" Su Xia secretly guessed.

This kind of behavior is similar to the private visit of ancient emperors in micro-services.

Of course, some emperors made private visits in micro-services to observe the sentiments of the people, while others traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, messing with flowers and grass, leaving a lot of illegitimate children among the people after one visit.

Su Xia's attention stayed on Wang Teng, and finally found this big fish, so naturally he couldn't let him escape.

There are many secrets in Wang Teng.

Even the system prompts cannot give all his personal information.

To the outside world, the body of this mercenary king was covered with a layer of mist that could not be blown away.

Soon, the meeting in the room came to an end, and the person in charge of the town, Wang Zhong, left first. When he left, he didn't even glance at Wang Teng who was waiting at the door.

If you let him know that the cleaner he reprimanded is his immediate boss, I don't know how he will feel.

After a while, the other bosses of the mercenary organizations in the room also left one by one.

The mercenary boss named Tiger was the last to walk out of the room.

He glanced at Wang Teng, frowned, seemed a little impatient, and simply waved his hand, signaling Wang Teng to follow him.

"It's just sweeping the floor. Such a simple job can cause you to make problems. What else do you think you can do?"

"It's my fault, boss, don't be angry." Wang Teng said humbly.

"Don't sweep the floor in the future, and feed those slaves. This is the easiest job." Tiger said impatiently, "If you can't even do this kind of work well, then you don't have to do it, go directly to Accompany those slaves!"

"Yes, yes, don't worry boss, I can do it well!"

Wang Teng's body trembled, his face showed fear, he seemed to be frightened, and he repeatedly promised.

His reaction was normal, and there was no flaw in it.

After all, although his status is low now, he can still be regarded as a member of the mercenaries. If he is reduced to a slave, the consequences can be imagined.

No mercenary wants to be reduced to a slave.

The life of a slave is already quite miserable, and those who have been reduced to slaves like them are even more miserable.

Among other things, the enemies of the original mercenary organization, after they were downgraded to slaves, would definitely try their best to torture them and make their lives worse than death.

The slaves also hated their original mercenary status very much. In the past, they were unable to retaliate, but once a mercenary was demoted to slavery, the status of the two parties became equal, and they would have a chance to retaliate.

Therefore, people whose status was downgraded to slavery often couldn't survive even a week, and most of them died extremely miserable.

"As long as you know!"

The tiger showed a cold look on his face, and said coldly: "The situation is delicate now, people from the Nanfeng organization have already entered, and Boss Wang Teng is coming soon, don't cause me any trouble!"

"Don't worry, boss, I know!" Wang Teng hastily assured.

"Well, go and change the job card yourself, get out!"

"Yes Yes!"

Wang Teng was very humble, bent slightly, and stepped back respectfully.

As the leader of the mercenaries in the southwest region, it was really rare for a powerful fifth-level creature to be able to perform such a humble look.

It has to be said that Wang Teng and many of his subordinates are all actor-level talents with excellent acting skills, and they would definitely win awards in peaceful times.

The tiger didn't even look at him, and left quickly after speaking.

But Wang Teng retreated to the door, picked up his broom, looked sad, and sighed from time to time, as if he was worried about his future.

"Oh, I can't even sweep the floor. Life is really hard." He said while sighing, the expression on his face was quite real.

"It's fine to feed those slaves. You don't have to deal with other mercenaries. As long as you behave well, you shouldn't have a problem living. It's just that the hope of promotion in the future is slim. I heard that some slaves are very cruel. Sigh..."

Wang Teng sighed and shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Even if he is alone in the hallway, he will continue to perform.

With this persistence, Su Xia, who was watching from the sidelines, didn't know what to say.

"We have to find a way to get a set of words from him."

Su Xia thought about it. He planned to kidnap and interrogate the bosses of the dozen or so mercenary organizations.

But the 5-minute contact made by Wang Zhong put Su Xia's kidnapping plan at great risk.

This world seems to be a game, but there is no chance to read the file and start again. There is only one time for everything. Once you make a mistake, you can only continue down the wrong path.

But now, with Wang Teng's appearance, Su Xia found another breakthrough.

In this way, he followed Wang Teng closely, watched Wang Teng dutifully sweep the entire corridor, and then followed him to the personnel department of the organization to watch him change his work card.

The organization that Wang Teng belongs to is called "Tiger", which is the same as the code name of the organization's boss.

The various high-level members of the organization use titles such as "Black Tiger", "Blue Tiger", "Blue Tiger", "Green Tiger" and so on to replace their real names, and they basically call out their titles directly when communicating with each other.

There used to be titles starting with the word "white", but everyone thought this title was weird, and no one wanted to use it, so it was cancelled.

The person in charge of personnel arrangements is a middle-aged mercenary codenamed "Black Tiger".

He crossed his legs, sat on the office chair, glanced at Wang Teng who handed him the job card, a trace of obvious contempt flashed across his face, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, this is the first time you have changed jobs What? Why are you so powerful that even sweeping the floor can make those adults dissatisfied?"

"Brother Heihu, I was just not careful. I didn't expect that Mr. Luo would come out of the room suddenly..."

Wang Teng laughed twice, with a humble smile, lowered his head slightly, and his face was full of flattery.

Seeing his appearance, the contempt on Heihu's face became even more serious.

"Aren't you careful?"

He reached out to take Wang Teng's original sweeping work card, raised his eyebrows, and hit Wang Teng's left cheek twice with the work card.

Two clicks, the sound is crisp!
He looked casual, as if he was beating a wild dog by the side of the road.

"Tsk, you have a thick skin."

Heihu looked disdainful, shook his head and sighed: "I can't do such a simple thing. I said you, living is a waste of food. Our organization doesn't have much supplies now, and we have to feed a number one person like you. If I You, find a place to bury yourself as soon as possible, at least you can fertilize the land, right?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Heihu is right." Wang Teng still smiled dryly, and answered cautiously, as if he did not dare to refute.

"Humph!"

Hei Hu sneered, took out a new work card from the drawer, and threw Wang Teng's original work card into the drawer.

Then, he threw it casually, and with a snap, he threw the new task card with [Feeding] on the ground.

"No, go and get your work card!"

As he spoke, he casually stepped on the work card, and with a playful smile on his face, he looked at Wang Teng.

To get the work card, Wang Teng had to squat or kneel, and lift Heihu's feet with his own hands, and then he could take the work card out from under his feet.

This kind of behavior is simply throwing Wang Teng's personality and dignity on the ground!

This is a mercenary organization. Bullying and oppression are all written on the surface, and there will be no cover-up at all.

Even if there is a little bit of power, those who have power will use it to the extreme.

"Brother Heihu, you..."

Wang Teng's body trembled, and he clenched his teeth, as if humiliated, he couldn't help but clenched his fist, but probably because he was afraid of being seen by the black tiger, he quickly let go.

Unwillingness, anger, fear, caution and other complex emotions are vividly interpreted by him, and every frame of the picture can be included in the textbooks of Beijing Film Academy!

Su Xia's eyes were wide open, without blinking, for fear that she might miss something.

"This Wang Teng is too tolerant, does he have any special hobbies?"

Su Xia asked herself, if it were him, he might not be able to bear it now.

It's just a private visit on Weibo, there is really no need to do this level.

In ancient times, it was equivalent to an emperor being bullied by a county magistrate in a certain place. Just thinking about it makes people feel incredible.

If it were Su Xia, there would be a high probability that he would turn up the stall directly to reveal his true identity, and in turn, step on this kind of thing under his feet, and appreciate the other party's fear by the way.

But Wang Teng held back!

Gritting his teeth, he walked up to the black tiger bit by bit, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his body was trembling, and then he squatted down slowly.

The humility and helplessness of the little man is so flawlessly played by him that even the Oscars owe him a little golden man.

"Chi-chi-"

Wang Teng squatted in front of Heihu, lowered his head and kept exerting force, trying to tear out the work card that Heihu stepped on.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could only pull out a corner of the work pass, and the rest of the work pass was trampled on by the black tiger, rubbing against the ground crazily, and even the handwriting was almost worn away.

Wang Teng's unwillingness and grief and indignation grew, and his body trembled with anger.

But as a low-level mercenary, he shouldn't vent it at all, he can only hold back and hold all the anger in his heart.

Trembling, he reached into his pocket, and took out a roll of banknotes wrapped in a rubber band. He gritted his teeth tightly, and no matter how unwilling he was, he could only shake the roll of banknotes tremblingly. Pass it to Heihu.

"Brother Heihu, this... This is a little brother's kindness, please accept it." He suppressed his anger and his voice became hoarse.

"Oh? Your brain is not too bad, you can understand what I mean, haha!"

Heihu laughed twice, and grabbed the money in Wang Teng's hand.

He briefly glanced at the thickness of the banknote, barely satisfied, nodded, and then relaxed the strength on his feet.

Wang Teng has been pulling hard on the task card under his feet. At this moment, his strength suddenly loosened, but Wang Teng's strength was too late to stop, so that the whole person fell backwards, and fell to the ground like a bastard. , looking extremely embarrassed.

But Wang Teng breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't seem to care about his embarrassment, and just grabbed the work card in his hand.

Seeing his appearance, Heihu laughed again, extremely wanton.

On the side, Su Xia, who saw this scene, couldn't help silently mourning for the black tiger in her heart.

"No matter how you say it, Wang Teng is the king of mercenaries. After this disguise is over, he will definitely find this black tiger. By then..."

Su Xia shook her head secretly, he could almost see the black tiger's tragic end.

Wang Teng is recognized as a ruthless person in the entire southwest region, with countless blood in his hands, countless people have been killed, and the number of people tortured to death by him is also incalculable.

What is certain is that this black tiger will definitely die!
But his death will probably be a very long process.

Wang Teng can kill a person in a second or a year, and the pain of the latter is far higher than that of the former.

There are relevant records in the information of the Zero Tavern.

Wang Teng once captured an immortal opponent and locked him in an underground darkroom. He spent a whole month exhausting torture methods on that opponent. Head cut off.

It is said that on the last day, there was almost no flesh and blood on that person's body, and he was shaved into a white skeleton, and the internal organs could be touched through the gaps in the bones.

It is really hard to imagine how that person survived that dark month.

If he had to choose again, he would definitely choose to shoot himself to understand himself before being caught by Wang Teng!
Today's Heihu will most likely end up similar to that person.

But he himself didn't know it yet, and with a playful expression on his face, he kicked Wang Teng who was on the ground: "Get lost!"

"Yes……"

Gritting his teeth, Wang Teng got up from the ground, clutching the work card in his hand, and limped to the door.

Just when he was about to leave, his footsteps suddenly paused, his body stopped for a moment, and his hoarse voice followed.

"Brother Heihu, Heihu for 30 years, Hexi for 30 years..."

(End of this chapter)