Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 493 I will introduce a friend to you

boss!

As soon as these two words came out, everyone was shocked.

As the person in charge of Town No. [-], and a powerful fourth-level psychic creature, there is only one person in this world who can make Wang Zhong call out the word "boss"!

His humble look was not fake at all, it could only be that person.

The king of mercenaries, Wang Teng!
"Boss Wang Teng!"

The rest of the people all exclaimed, their faces changed, and they hurried forward to express their respect to Wang Teng.

Among them, some people's organizations have not yet expressed their surrender to Wang Teng, but in any case, this "boss" must be shouted out, this is an attitude.

Above the wilderness, fists are respected, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.

Even if you don't accept it in your heart, you must obey it verbally.

The smile on Wang Teng's face remained the same, his eyes were calm, he slowly scanned everyone's expressions, nodded slightly, and said, "It's me."

After all, a powerful wave of spiritual energy surged out of him, like a stormy sea, which made everyone in front of him change expression.

At this moment, they no longer have any doubts in their hearts.

"Boss, you are finally here!"

Wang Zhong's face was full of excitement.

He is extremely humble and respectful to Wang Teng, making people feel that he is not facing an organization boss, but a god of faith.

It stands to reason that, as a powerful fourth-level creature, he shouldn't be like this even when facing a fifth-level creature.

With his strength, no matter where he goes, he is the target of all parties, so there is no need to be so respectful to Wang Teng.

"This period of time is very uneven, thank you for your hard work." Wang Teng smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pull Wang Zhong up, he didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with Wang Zhong's behavior.

It seems that the status of the two should be like this.

One is high above, and the other is humble below, like a master and servant in the old days.

"It's not hard, it's my honor to do things for the boss!" Wang Zhong became more excited and hurriedly replied.

"Well, you're doing very well."

Wang Teng nodded slightly, with an encouraging look on his face.

After that, he looked at the rest of the people present again, but he didn't look at Su Xia, as if he wasn't worried that Su Xia would attack him.

The rest of the people present were more or less respectful.

When Wang Teng looked at them, they almost all chose to bow their heads to express their respect.

Finally, Wang Teng's eyes fell on the old mercenary covered in blood.

The old mercenary was not dead yet, but he was bleeding profusely, and the intestines and organs in his abdominal cavity were crushed by the black tiger with the dagger. Unless there were gods in this world, no one would be able to save him.

He still has his last breath left, but he may be unwilling to swallow it for a long time, and he is already on the verge of death.

"Boss Wang Teng... I... a small person like me can actually be with Boss Wang Teng..."

The old mercenary opened his lips slightly, his pupils were already dark, but at this moment they lighted up slightly again.

His pale face suddenly became more rosy.

At this moment, his weak breath of life became a little bit stronger, but his voice was still unsteady and a little trembling: "Boss Wang Teng, I...don't take what I said before, it's just the words of a small person." Whispering... being able to eat and live with you for two days is the greatest honor in my life... I don't want to ask you anything, but...but that black tiger..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, as if he had exhausted his last strength, and the gleam in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Wang Teng looked calm, walked forward slowly, walked up to the old mercenary, and looked down at him.

He nodded seriously, and said: "I will not pursue the past. As for your request, I will accept it."

"Thank you...thank you..."

The old mercenary's lips were pale, and he exhausted his last strength to speak the last words of his life.

Then, his body trembled, his head tilted, and he was completely out of breath.

died.

On the side, several other mercenaries were pale, and they all knelt down in fear.

"Boss, please forgive me..."

Just now, the moment Wang Teng revealed his identity, they felt dizzy and their heads were buzzing.

They couldn't believe that this thin young man who ate and lived with them for two days and always had an unwilling and aggrieved expression on his face turned out to be the powerful and terrifying king of mercenaries, Wang Teng!

You know, in the past two days, they have made fun of Wang Teng a lot.

If it were a normal high-level creature, he wouldn't tolerate his subordinates treating him like this, let alone someone like Wang Teng who was cruel and fond of killing?

They didn't dare to imagine the consequences of waiting for themselves, so they could only plead for themselves to die more happily.

This is their greatest luxury!
However, Wang Teng looked cold and didn't even look at them.

With a glance, he saw the black tiger behind him, and a cruel smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Heihu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was completely cold.

"Boss... Boss, please spare me..."

His face was pale, even paler than those mercenaries, and he had never been so frightened.

It can even be said that even if he faced the difficult enemies of the Nanfeng Organization, he would not have much fear, because at most the Nanfeng people would kill him.

But Wang Teng is different, Wang Teng is famous for his methods of torturing people!

The moment Wang Teng admitted his identity just now, Hei Hu knew he was finished.

It's over!

In his life, he will never have even the slightest chance to stand up!
When Heihu thought of what he had done to Wang Teng, he couldn't help trembling, his whole body was cold, and he fell into the bottom of despair.

Not just language and behavior today, but before...

How long has Wang Teng been using this identity?

Could it be that Wu Yong, who struggled to pull out his work permit from under his feet, was also Wang Teng in disguise?
"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi..."

Hei Hu froze, and suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

How can it take 30 years, clearly less than three days!
Heihu was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he knew earlier, how would he dare to treat Wang Teng like this?

This master doesn't know where his obsession came from. Why does he have to pretend to be such a small person, and why does he have to endure humiliation in a low voice? Does he just like the low-level feeling?

If he had revealed his identity earlier, Heihu asked himself, he would definitely confess Wang Teng like his ancestor, how dare he be slighted?

But it's too late to say anything now!

Even if he had a lot of complaints and questions, he didn't dare to say it.

All he can do now is desperately beg for mercy.

That's it.

"Boss, boss, I really didn't know it was you! Please forgive me, I am willing to be your cow and horse for the rest of my life, and I will do whatever you ask me..."

The black tiger suddenly wailed loudly, his voice trembling, and crawled up to Wang Teng's body, like an ant crawling in front of Wang Teng's body.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people around remained silent, and no one said anything.

They could all see that this mercenary codenamed Black Tiger had no way out.

On the other side, the tiger's face was also a little pale.

Wang Teng insisted on playing private interviews with micro-services, but his organization just hit the gunpoint.

In fact, every mercenary organization is like this, the weak prey on the strong, and the strong oppress the weak.

If it were another mercenary organization, the same scene would happen, but the begging person would become a high-level figure in another mercenary organization.

Similar thoughts also appeared in the hearts of the rest of the people present, and they were all secretly rejoicing.

Fortunately, Wang Teng did not choose their organization, otherwise the trouble would be serious.

The tiger took a deep breath, stepped forward bravely, bent down and said humbly: "Boss, I didn't know your identity before, and I am willing to be punished for offending you."

"Go to the side, after this battle, if you are still alive, come see me again." Wang Teng said indifferently without even looking at him.

"Yes!"

Tiger secretly heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that his fate was saved.

When Wang Teng said this, it meant that he would not be killed, and at most he would be punished a little.

Even, if he performed well in this battle, he might have the opportunity to pay off his merits and avoid punishment.

At present, only Heihu will be punished!
Hearing the conversation between Tiger and Wang Teng, Heihu was completely desperate, and shouted miserably: "Boss! Boss, please give me a way to survive! I am willing to be the vanguard of this battle, and I can go to the battle! I I am willing to be the first to fight with Nanfeng, please give me a chance, just one chance..."

"Really?" Wang Teng smiled coldly, his smile was very cruel.

"Yes, yes, as long as you give me a chance, Boss, I am willing to be the pioneer of the king." Hearing this, Heihu's eyes lit up, as if he had found hope, and he kept hitting his head on the ground like garlic. , smashed loudly.

Even if it is to attack the position of Nanfeng Organization, it is infinitely better than being tortured by Wang Teng!
Attacking the position is a narrow escape, but falling into Wang Teng's hands is ten deaths!
Seeing that Wang Teng didn't speak immediately, Heihu thought he was thinking, so he kowtowed more vigorously, bumping his head against the hard ground.

Not long after, his forehead was completely smashed, the entire forehead was ripped apart, and a pool of shocking blood stains appeared on the ground in front of him.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he was still knocking desperately, just for that little bit of hope.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people around were secretly muttering in their hearts, is it true that Wang Teng really wants to let Heihu go?

After this incident, Heihu will definitely become more sincere, there is no doubt about it - will Wang Teng let him go because of this sincerity?
"Boss! Boss, as long as you say a word, I can go to the battle immediately and fight those Nanfeng people to the death!" Hei Hu also thought of this, and shouted hoarsely, his voice became hoarse.

"Even if the masked man is in front of me, I dare to rush over and fight him!"

Heihu roared desperately, and he really had to go all out.

You know, the word masked man is the nightmare in the hearts of countless mercenaries, including him.

"Oh?"

Wang Teng's smile was still so cruel, and there was a trace of coldness in his voice, he asked him: "If the masked man is here, do you really dare to go up?"

"I dare! As long as you let me go, Boss, I can do anything!" Hei Hu said hoarsely, bowing his head like pounding garlic.

Anyway, it's impossible for the masked man to be here, so it's okay to say.

Saving your life is the most important thing now.

As we all know, the masked monster is still in a certain sea area, blocked by the machine race and unable to return to land.

Even, many people speculated that he might have been buried in the belly of a fish.

After all, without land supplies for so many days, a normal flesh and blood body would not be able to last for too long, and he is not a fairy.

Wang Teng glanced at him, then slowly raised his head, and said to the people around him, "I think you should be more curious about the true identity of this friend beside me."

Hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

How did the topic get here?
However, I have to say that everyone is really curious, what kind of person can be called a friend by Wang Teng?

Looking at the positions of the two, their identities should be equal, and there is no distinction between high and low.

But in this small town, only Luo Xi, the president of the Southwest Mercenary Union, can be equal to Wang Teng in terms of status, and no one else can do this.

Could it be the helper Wang Teng invited from elsewhere?
Everyone is leaning towards this idea.

The battle is imminent, and it is the extremely difficult Nanfeng organization, so it is normal for Wang Teng to ask for help.

It's just... Which level [-] creature will it be?

Could it be the boss of the group of wandering mercenaries in the northwest region?

"Boss, this friend..."

Wang Zhong was very cooperative, and immediately asked with a puzzled look.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Wang Teng smiled coldly, and said in a neutral tone: "This is the one you've all missed for a long time, the legendary messenger who returned from hell, the strange masked man."

"Oh, the mask monster... what?"

Wang Zhong was startled, his eyes widened immediately, it was the first time he was so rude in front of Wang Teng.

What did he hear?The Masked Man?

Could it be that I heard wrong?

Just a moment ago, what he was thinking in his mind was how to entertain this friend who came from afar.

But at this moment, his brain was blank, and it was almost going to shut down!
Not only him, everyone present, including the black tiger who was crying just a second ago, all froze at this moment, and there was only dead silence left in the scene.

Is Wang Teng joking with them?How could the masked man be here?
Even if he really broke out of the encirclement of the machine clan and came here, it is impossible to stand together with Wang Teng as friends!

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and their previous cognition and worldview were almost overturned.

After half a minute, a trembling voice broke the silence here.

"Mask... Masked Man..."

Heihu was extremely desperate, as if most of his energy had been taken away, he stopped kowtowing and collapsed on the ground.

He felt like God was playing with him!

Provoking one Wang Teng is enough to send him into the coffin, and provoking another masked man... Even if he has nine lives, it is not enough to play like this!
Looking at the entire Southwest, and even the entire continent, who can provoke these two at the same time?

This is not only unprecedented, it may also be unprecedented!

At this moment, both Su Xia and Wang Teng ignored Hei Hu, but looked at each other.

Wang Teng smiled faintly, and said, "Brother Qiao, that's not right... Masked Man, after communicating for so long, you must already know my true identity."

"I always thought you were the same as me, but it turned out to be different." Su Xia said calmly.

"I thought you were the same as me, but unfortunately..."

Wang Teng shook his head with regret.

They were like two riddlers, playing riddles in front of everyone, and no one knew what they were talking about.

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