"Zilong, if you don't like Bei Bei's wandering around, you can leave. Why do you have to degenerate yourself into that despicable bodyguard of the hospital?!"
Liu Bei looked at the white-robed young man in front of him sadly, his eyes full of disbelief.
Zhao Yun wiped the blood from the tip of the gun expressionlessly and handed over a parchment bill: "Mr. Xuande, correct me, this is called 'Changshan International Security Group'. In addition, Boss Cao just paid an urgent order of 80,000 taels of gold. Today, I have to pack up and take away all the 3,000 white horses from Gongsun Zan."
Looking at Liu Bei's livid face, Zhao Yun smiled coldly: "For the sake of knowing each other for three days, I will give you a 92% discount. If you can afford a hundred thousand taels, I will help you burn down Cao Cao's camp. Cash or grain and grass deduction?"
Liu Bei was stunned.
The next day, the largest and most brutal mercenary leader in the history of the Three Kingdoms was born.
There is no fancy system, no shackles to support the Han Dynasty, only pure violence and money transactions!
In the late Han Dynasty, when the jungle was strong and the jungle was strong, the princes were fighting for hegemony? Righteousness in the world?
Sorry, Boss Zhao only recognizes money!
