The Black Lion Mercenaries are notorious scavengers in the dark underworld. In some small African countries, their status is even more honorable than that of the king.
But! They have now suffered a serious Waterloo!
The story begins a month ago.
They received a bounty from the US military on the black market to hunt down a defecting biologist.
They had done this kind of dirty work many times before, and they had always completed it perfectly.
At first, Lawrence, as the leader, only sent out a team of seven people. In his opinion, the opponent was just a biologist, and seven well-trained mercenaries were more than enough to deal with him.
Then three days later, there was no news from this mercenary team. He made many inquiries, but there was no news about the missing men, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.
There is only one possibility - they have all been ground to dust and have no place to bury their bodies.
Lawrence was shocked at the time. It seemed that this biologist had a lot of connections behind him. It turned out that money was not so easy to make! This time he did not dare to be careless and sent out an elite combat team.
Then, history repeated itself once again.
This elite combat team has disappeared again!
Lawrence gritted his teeth and sent out a third team again in defiance of the evil.
Three days later, Lawrence led his men to the mission middleman's house, pointed a gun at his forehead, and gnashed his teeth: "Are you playing a trap for me?"
The middleman raised his hand and said with an apologetic smile: "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."
Lawrence grinned and said, "Okay, then tell me why my men 'mysteriously disappeared'? Who are the targets of this mission?!"
The middleman carefully glanced at the murderous looks of these evil spirits, knowing that he would not survive if he did not tell the truth, so he could only helplessly say: "Who knew that this mission was so weird... The other mercenary teams that carried out the mission with you are also missing."
"I just got the news that the leader of the White Shark Mercenary Group, Black Panther, is also missing."
…
Lawrence returned to his safe house in despair. Now only this safe house, which was comparable to a military fortress, could give him a sense of security.
This mission was filled with a deep sense of evil from beginning to end. He shouldn't have accepted this mission from the beginning!
But now he is in the safe house. This private base that belongs to him alone has been assembled by him with every detail, so there will definitely be no problem.
"Good morning, sir, would you like a cup of coffee?"
Lawrence instinctively drew his gun, turned around and fired in one go.
Amid the "bang bang bang" sound of gunfire, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his eyeballs almost popping out.
Soon, the bullets in the magazine were used up, and he mechanically pulled the trigger, making a clicking sound.
Standing before him was a gentleman who looked like he had stepped out of an oil painting.
He wore a black top hat, a shirt and vest, black tights, and a Flack-style long black swallowtail coat. He looked like a British aristocrat who had walked out of an oil painting.
With a polite smile on his face, he took off his hat like an old-fashioned nobleman and complained softly, "This is not a very friendly way of welcoming."
If the bullet had not penetrated his body and hit the wall behind him, Lawrence would never have taken this pretentious aristocratic pretty boy seriously.
His face turned pale and he yelled, “Who the hell are you!”
"I am the devil." The "devil" had an exaggerated smile on his face and applauded enthusiastically, "Congratulations, Mr. Lawrence, you have won the first prize - a trip to hell. Come, go to hell with me."
…
Angela feels that life is full of infinite hope recently!
And this hope was brought to them by the Demon King.
Ever since they summoned His Majesty the Demon King from the abyss two weeks ago, His Majesty the Demon King has brought many changes to the desperate continent of Mireka.
First, the Demon King summoned a great alchemist, "who can lift the curse of the earth and make crops grow again in the fields."
To be honest, Angela didn't quite believe what the Demon King said at first.
Because the human named Joseph didn't look like a great alchemist at all. Angela had seen many alchemists, they were arrogant, withdrawn, arrogant, lived in isolation, and some were even crazy. The greater the alchemist, the less human they looked - Angela had seen a great alchemist whose half of his body was made of steel.
And Joseph looked so ordinary, just like an ordinary nobleman.
And Angela soon discovered that Joseph was not an alchemist at all.
He didn't know how to use alchemy at all, and there was no magical fluctuation on his body.
So Angela was full of doubts about Joseph.
She didn't understand how such an ordinary person could possibly solve the curse of the earth.
Under her suspicious gaze, Joseph sent people to collect soil from different cities, and then began to stay indoors, tinkering with something unknown.
Angela was worried and became more and more pessimistic and desperate.
She thought that the devil had boundless power and could easily solve the curse of the earth, but he did not do so. Instead, he asked a fake alchemist to find a way to solve the curse. Was it because their faith was not sincere enough?
Yes, that must be it.
They were once devout servants of the God of Light, but now they are prostrating themselves at the feet of the Devil. Such treacherous behavior will naturally not earn them the mercy of God.
Just when Angela was in so much pain that she wanted to commit suicide in front of the devil and use her blood to wash away the stain of their conversion, Joseph, who had been staying indoors for a whole week, walked out of the room and handed them a potion and a bag of seeds.
"Sprinkle these on the farmland. They can neutralize the acidity of the soil. Sow these seeds three days later. Use magic to stimulate them and crops will probably grow."
Angela did so doubtfully.
Then something happened that shocked her.
On the third day after spreading the potion, the earth magician can stimulate the growth of lush green wheat seedlings!
Although they are just seedlings now, it won't be long before these seedlings produce ears of wheat, and the golden grains will fill the farmers' granaries.
At that moment, Angela knelt down in shame in the prayer room and confessed to the statue of the devil: "Lord, I am guilty. I do not believe in God's will and I discuss God's thoughts. Please punish me..."
A kind and all-embracing voice rang out in the prayer room: "I forgive you."
"Remember your mistakes, repent sincerely, and don't make them again."
Angela kissed the toes of the statue gratefully, with fiery enthusiasm in her eyes: "I will follow your teachings and do your will all my life, so that your kingdom of God will reappear on earth."
At this moment, she firmly believed that with the protection of the Demon King, this world would never have a tragic end.
…
Joseph was asking Lawrence to purchase large quantities of acidic soil conditioners and fertilizers to improve the fertility of the soil.
"Although lime water can neutralize the acidity of the soil and the effect is quick, there will still be serious side effects. Acidic soil conditioners are better. Although the effect period is slow, the effect is good and there are no side effects. Combined with some fertilizers to improve the fertility of the soil, the land here will slowly recover in a few years."
"By the way, send someone to wholesale some hybrid rice seeds produced in China, as well as mung bean, buckwheat, rapeseed and other seeds. These crops are acid-resistant crops. Planting them can reduce soil acidity."
"There are also excavators, seed drills, harvesters, cranes, etc. Go ask the devil if you can bring these large equipment over. If you can, give me a few thousand more."
Lawrence nodded frustratedly.
He, a tough mercenary, a terrifying existence who could stop children from crying at night in many countries, was forcibly taken to hell by the devil to farm!
Moreover, he actually became the younger brother of his former assassination target!
Such a great shame, such a great shame...
Lawrence forced a stiff smile: "Anything else?"
Joseph waved his hand casually, "No more, you can go down."
Lawrence had just turned around when Joseph's voice rang out from behind him again: "By the way, you and your brothers should open up a 100-acre experimental field for me on the outskirts of the city, and try to grow rice. Rice has never been grown in this world before, and I'm afraid it won't adapt to the local climate and soil, so I need to make some experimental records."
Lawrence gritted his teeth and took a breath, "Okay, I get it."
Who could have thought that all the little brothers who were thought to have died without a burial place were still alive, and were brought by the devil to this remote place to farm and build infrastructure.
Even his old enemy Black Panther, who had mysteriously disappeared before, happily reunited with him here!
"If you want to return to the modern life of luxury, you must work hard here to atone for your sins. Once you have turned hell into heaven, I will let you go back to racing cars, racing horses, drinking, playing with guns, picking up girls, and chatting about life online."
Damn, this devil, he is not a human being!!
I live in the modern world with good food and drink. Who would want to survive in this barbaric world where you have to walk, shout, and shiver to keep warm?
Alas, in order to return to the modern era, Lawrence and his brothers can only work hard with their noses held, hoping that the devil will keep his word and let them go back one day.
Lawrence walked skillfully to the prayer room, knelt down, and conveyed Joseph's request to the statue.
"I understand." The devil's voice floated above him, "This phone allows you to make one-way contacts with the outside world. You can call your friends or relatives and ask them to buy what Joseph needs."
Lawrence's eyes lit up, and he saw an ordinary Nokia mobile phone appear in front of him.
LAWRENCE: …
The devil smiled and said, "Dual SIM dual standby, up to one month of standby, you deserve it."
Lawrence was mmp in his heart, but smiled: "Um, money..."
The devil was surprised and said, "I remember you still have tens of millions of dollars in your bank card."
LAWRENCE: …
Damn it, this devil, he is not a human being!
He is now working for nothing! Even the most stringent capitalists don't exploit workers like this!
This is really too much! This is too much!
Where is his strong character?
If he tells others about it, how can he still be the boss?!
"If you are not satisfied, I can send you to see God. God may be more merciful than me."
"No, I'm not dissatisfied!" Lawrence said righteously: "I have done so many wrong things before, please let me atone for my sins with money!"
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