Chapter 173 Sleeping with Dong

(Three in one chapter)

This month, in addition to taking the F1 driver's license exam and following up on the decoration and construction of the Edge Building, Su Mo also expanded the recruitment of the mercenary group at the same time.

There is an unwritten concept in the mercenary world - it is better to be notorious than to be unknown.

What mercenaries fear most is not a bad reputation.

Even if your reputation is terrible, as long as you know a few middlemen, you will definitely receive dirty work suitable for a rotten person like you.

What mercenaries fear most is having no reputation.

Being unknown means that no one knows you, no one knows that you exist, and you are not qualified to do dirty work.

Sumer's reputation was pitiful at first, but he only got to know two middlemen, O'Diana and Dres, so that he could often receive high-quality commissions.

But with this level alone, it is impossible to attract other outstanding mercenaries to join the team.

Crescent City is the "City of Mercenaries". There are so many mercenary groups in the city. If you grab a lot of the famous ones, who would be so full that you can go to a micro mercenary group like Margin whose name you have never heard of? .

But after the Xinghai Cinema hostage incident, everything was different.

Su Mo's killing of Muto Toei's family was broadcast to the world through live media broadcast.

Whether this move was criticized by moralists or applauded by the public, he has become a hot figure recently.

And to be honest, the vast majority of people are ordinary people, not so morally obsessed, and usually like to watch plots in which violence is used to counter violence.

A "chainsaw madman" performs a massive sawing of people alive in public, and the people he saw were a group of scum who didn't care about death. This is a movie that is not trivial to watch, let alone happening in reality.

In this way, these two words, Su Mo and fringe mercenary group, set off a frenzy on the Internet, and the discussion remained high.

In addition, O'Diana and Dres gave interviews to the media at the right time and spoke highly of Sumer, and he immediately became a celebrity in the Crescent City mercenary community.

Being famous means that the most important thing for a mercenary is already available, and the rest will fall into place.

Before the Edge Building was completed and Su Mo still lived in a small shabby house in the Rusty Wall District, he would receive hundreds or thousands of emails every day.

Some of them were submitted by mercenaries from various walks of life, who wanted to join the Edge and work with Su Mo.

There are also letters of introduction from intermediaries, hoping to get to know Su Mo and cooperate with each other.

Some mercenaries even inquired about Su Mo's residence, visited him with gifts, and begged him to put themselves over the edge. If he didn't, they would sit on the ground and not move away, which made him very embarrassed.

In just one month, Su Mo received tens of thousands of mercenary resumes, including mercenaries who had traveled thousands of miles from other cities.

Sumer was very cautious in selecting members.

Because becoming famous also means that you will be targeted by various forces.

And not all of these forces are friendly.

He rescued the hostages at Xinghai Cinema, and also defeated Crow's Nest's cause of king selection in disguise. Crow's Nest must hate him to the core.

Other border groups may not have a good attitude towards him either.

After all, if Operation Crow's Nest succeeds and the Frontier becomes fully independent, violent groups will gain countless benefits, which are now gone.

Therefore, it is certain that these resumes must be submitted by hostile forces. They want to place chess pieces on the edges as soon as possible and dismantle them from the inside when the time is right.

To combat this, Sumer was very selective in his selection of resumes and asked O'Diana and Derleth to help.

Those mercenaries with unknown origins, especially those who have not even heard of Odiana and Dres, will not be considered no matter how beautifully written their resumes are.

Odiana had contact with Dres, but those who were not particularly familiar with each other, or who had made mistakes, were basically brushed off.

Only those mercenaries who were highly praised by the two middlemen, or those whom Su Mo had met in the original plot and were sure to be very reliable, would be accepted by him into the fringe.

Of course, there is no way in this world to prevent thieves for a thousand days.

Even the intelligence departments as powerful as the three giant companies are often penetrated internally, and the interior of the fringe cannot always remain pure.

If development is affected in order to prevent thieves, that would be putting the cart before the horse.

It's just that these first batch of admitted members will most likely be the fringe core in the future and must be carefully selected.

When the scale of the edge becomes larger, the selection standards can be lowered appropriately.

Now out of the tens of thousands of resumes, Su Mo truly managed to "select one out of a hundred", and in the end only 167 people were admitted to the margins.

These people include administrative clerks, financial accountants responsible for daily affairs, and scholars who will assist in future research. The logistics staff accommodates a total of 42 people.

The remaining 125 people are all combatants, including veterans who have been in the industry for many years, as well as rookie leaders like Su Mo who have become famous in recent years.

In the future, when various intermediaries issue commissions, they can be handed over to these mercenaries for execution. Su Mo will save a lot of time to focus on other things.

The first batch of personnel has been finalized, and the edge finally has a solid basic base.

The day after the completion of the Edge Building, that is, November 11, Sumer held a large party at the bar in the entertainment area on the 80th floor and attended to Odiana, Dres, Schenkov, Heywood, etc. All his people were invited.

The laser lights in the bar flashed, constantly projecting colorful light and shadow, and the DJ on the bandstand controlled the rhythm of the music, leading people to dance and party.

The fringe mercenaries were dressed in fashionable costumes and dancing on the dance floor, integrating with the music. Everyone drank wine and toasted to celebrate. Laughter and cheers continued, and the atmosphere was warm and cheerful.

Sumer was sitting at the bar, holding a cocktail made by the bartender, and chatting with Schenkov and others. From time to time, Derleth showed off his racial talent and performed difficult rap for everyone, which attracted a round of applause.

Everyone unleashed their inner passion, immersed themselves in music and joy, and thoroughly enjoyed this carnival night.

After three rounds of drinking, both middlemen were busy people. Heywood had to go back to take care of his grandson, and Schenkov also had business matters to attend to, so they both left first.

After the outsiders left, the party entered its second half.

Dongdong is a typical little social cow, standing on the most watched stage and dancing with the DJ.

She picked up the microphone and deliberately prolonged her voice: "Brothers from Bian Yuan! I propose that everyone give a toast to our leader!"

"Captain Su! Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses and shouted to Su Mo in unison.

Su Mo waved generously, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Oh, boss, why are you just drinking? You are the leader, come up and give us a few words!" Dongdong ran over and took Su Mo's arm and brought him to the stage.

Su Mo is an i person, but not as social as Dongdong.

He stood on the stage and faced the gazes of so many people, smiling a little awkwardly: "I, what am I talking about?"

Dongdong poked his waist: "You are the boss, why are you asking me? Just tell me your mental journey, your remarks, your thoughts, whatever you want."

Su Mo collected his thoughts and said slowly: "I won't talk about my journey or reflections. We don't play with formalism, and I guess you don't like to listen to other people's talk."

"Everyone is here today, and the guests have just gone home, so we will take this opportunity to talk about internal topics."

"As for the marginal group rules, I have asked KK to compile a manual. All the big and small matters are in it. You can go back and read it slowly."

Someone raised his hand and asked: "Captain, I've finished reading it. I see that the manual is full of various rewards and punishment details. I think, can we add some content about the team's sense of honor?"

Su Mo smiled and said: "The sense of team honor is created by working together, not written."

"Have you heard that sentence? With a monthly salary of 3,000, I have to go home on time after get off work. With a monthly salary of 30,000, the company is my home."

"Everyone becomes a mercenary for money. Instead of writing a dozen or twenty pages of high-sounding words in the manual, I would rather lead the team to develop well and give you more bonuses when the time comes."

The mercenaries burst into laughter and applauded Su Mo for being so unpretentious.

Su Mo coughed lightly, his expression became serious, and he raised two fingers: "When it comes to group rules, I have two points that need to be emphasized. Please keep them in mind."

"First, always remember that I am behind you."

"No matter what troubles you encounter in daily life, whether it's a matter of commission or life, if you can't solve it yourself, come to me. If I can't solve it, I will try my best to find someone to solve it through my connections."

"Anything that may endanger you, or endanger you to the edge, no matter who is involved, no matter how serious it is, never hide it from me, be sure to let me know as soon as possible, and I will do my best to help."

"I don't want to see the kind of stupid plot in movies around me - when someone below encounters something, and they don't want to worry the group leader, they deliberately cover it up and then reveal it when they can't cover it up. Absolutely don't do this."

Everyone shouted in unison: "Understood!"

Su Mo nodded and his voice deepened: "The second and most important principle is, never become a traitor."

"You are all my own people in my heart, not fair-weather friends. I will provide you with the best material conditions, and I will also have higher requirements. Any betrayal will not be tolerated."

"If you feel that Margin is not good enough and your talents cannot be used, or if there is a place that offers you a higher salary and you plan to leave Margin and find another job, you can tell me openly."

"I will negotiate with you as soon as possible. If the negotiation fails, I will hold a glorious farewell banquet for you so that everyone can get together and part ways. We will still be good friends when we meet again."

"If you have to betray Edge for some reason, such as a family member or friend being kidnapped, or your life and property being threatened, you have to tell me immediately and I will do my best to think of countermeasures for you."

"You have to firmly believe in one thing - it is always the leader and the companions around you who can help you get out of the crisis, not the enemies who threaten you."

"So, no matter what the reason is, don't stab me in the back. Otherwise, whether you do it intentionally or you are forced to do it, I will not hesitate to initiate liquidation."

Although these words diluted the cheerful atmosphere of the party, they were deeply ingrained in the hearts of every fringe mercenary.

Everyone nodded in unison and looked at the frank leader sincerely.

Later, no one knew who took the lead, and warm applause rang out again, filling the entire bar.

Looking at the applauding fringe mercenaries, Su Mo knew that from this moment on, he had greater help and greater responsibilities.

After the speech, everyone continued to drink and dance, and they were so excited that they couldn't stop.

Su Mo's drinking capacity was average, but there were so many group members coming over to toast, and he drank while drinking.

In the middle of the night, Dong Dong carried the drunk Su Mo to the 88th floor and complained: "I've taken it. Every time I get drunk, I'm the one who gets blamed."

"Hey, which room is the boss's room?"

She had just moved into Edge Building and was not familiar with the place. She temporarily forgot Su Mo's house number.

She patted Su Mo's face: "Hey! Wake up! Where do you live?"

Su Mo: "Abba Abba."

"I'm really convinced." Dongdong's eyes almost rolled to the back of his head, "Forget it, go sleep at my place."

Dongdong took him back to his room.

Su Mo was in a daze after entering the room. When he saw the bed, he lay down on it.

"Hey, hey, I'll go!" Dongdong was so squeezed that he lost his balance and fell on the bed with Su Mo.

There were no lights on in the room, only the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows shone in, making the room look soft and hazy.

Dongdong looked at Su Mo's sleeping face, gently poked his face with his finger, and smiled sweetly.

She was like a well-behaved kitten, squeezing into Su Mo's arms and curling up in his arms, sleeping quietly with him.

Su Mo's breathing was light and even, and the faint smell of alcohol gave off a different kind of joy.

Dongdong closed his eyes happily, gently hugged his waist, rested his head on his shoulder, and felt the warm body temperature of his body. The black cat tail could not be hidden, wagging back and forth behind his back.

In this bedroom where the two of them were alone, time seemed to have frozen, with only the dim lights and clear moonlight shining all around, making it quiet and peaceful.

At this time, Su Mo turned over, his hand happened to fall on Dongdong's heart, and he rubbed it unconsciously.

"Hmm" Dongdong trembled like an electric shock, and his face turned red like a ripe apple.

Su Mo murmured in his sleep: "Dong dong."

Dongdong's eyes reflected the moonlight: "Huh?"

As he fell asleep, Su Mo kept mumbling: "Sleeping on your stomach is not good for your health."

Dongdong stood there in shock, his little face turned from red to red, turned the color of pig liver from anger, his fists became hard, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

She grabbed Su Mo's collar, pulled him out of bed and dragged him out the door.

"Go sleep on the floor!" She kicked Su Mo away and closed the door angrily.

The next morning, Su Mo woke up from the cold and found that he had slept in the corridor all night.

KK next door happened to be going out. He was stunned when he saw Su Mo: "Brother, why are you sleeping in the corridor?"

Su Mo sat up and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looking confused: "I don't know, I stopped drinking yesterday, and I don't remember anything that happened after that."

KK looked strange: "I see Dongdong sent you back. Didn't she send you back to your room?"

At this time, the door behind Su Mo opened, and Dong Dong looked at him angrily and resentfully for some reason.

Su Mo rubbed the back of his head and asked, "Dong dong, why didn't you send me back to my room yesterday?"

"I'll kick you to death!!!" Dongdong kicked Su Mo down without saying a word, scolding him while stepping on him, "You told me to sleep on my stomach! I told you to sleep on my stomach!"

After a few stomps to vent his anger, red stained his cheeks again, and he stormed downstairs to have breakfast.

Su Mo fell to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, covering his head in confusion: "Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

KK shrugged: "Women, I don't understand."

Su Mo went back to his room, took a shower, changed out of his alcohol-smelling clothes, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

The mercenary profession is not like going to work. There are no fixed working hours. You can work when you are asked to do it, and you can rest when you are not asked to do so. This also leads to different mercenaries' work and rest schedules.

Su Mo hoped that everyone in the group could have hot meals at any time, so he hired three groups of chefs to work in three shifts, and the restaurant was open 24 hours a day.

It's 9 o'clock in the morning, the restaurant is very lively, and there are yawning mercenaries everywhere. It seems that everyone had a great time yesterday.

The restaurant chef prepared various styles of breakfast, and Su Mo chose his favorite breakfast standard before traveling through time - soy milk and fried dough sticks xiaolongbao.

He saw Dongdong sitting alone in the corner, eating bread, and cautiously approached him: "Dongdong."

Dongdong stared at him with fierce eyes, and the hair on his tail exploded.

Su Mo really didn't know what offended Dongdong, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only apologize and say, "Then I'll go."

Dongdong didn't say anything, just snorted and moved a place for Su Mo.

Su Mo smiled knowingly, sat down next to Dongdong, and enjoyed breakfast with her.

After eating, Su Mo lay on the sofa in the activity room and checked his phone. He opened his mailbox and saw more than a dozen commissions inside.

Since the Xinghai Cinema hostage incident, in addition to receiving various material supports, his network of contacts has also expanded rapidly.

Most of the middlemen in Crescent City rushed to exchange contact information with him, hoping to start cooperation as soon as possible, including many well-known middlemen like Odiana and Derleth.

When there are more middlemen, the number of commissions will naturally increase exponentially.

It used to take several days, or even a week or two to receive a commission, but now there are more than a dozen in one night.

The commission in the mailbox came with a status description. After reading it, Su Mo found that the quality was very good, and the total reward was more than 4 million yuan.

He found a group of mercenaries and distributed these commissions to them.

These mercenaries were all experienced veterans. Su Mo felt that he didn't have to worry about them. He just told them to contact them at any time if anything happened.

Dongdong leaned against the wall and blew bubble gum, bored: "Boss, is there anything you can entrust to me?"

The commissions on hand are all "detailed tasks" and are not suitable for people like Dongdong who just do it if they don't accept it. Su Mo shook his head: "Not yet, I will call you if I find someone suitable."

At this time, a tall figure walked in from outside the door.

This is an extremely handsome blond guy with three-dimensional and deep facial features, like a character from a youth romance novel. Even his name is very similar to the hero of the romance novel - Chu Nanyi.

Chu Nanyi is an NPC in the game "Dawn". There is not much plot, but the character design is very interesting.

This is a typical playboy from a rich family, wearing a famous watch and driving a luxury car. He is a VIP customer of major nightclubs in Crescent City. He has a girlfriend every month. He has had scandals with many well-known Internet celebrities and even first- and second-tier female stars.

The reason why Chu Nanyi became a mercenary was simple and crude - there was nothing to do when he was full.

He felt that drinking and picking up girls all day long was boring and wanted to have some fun, so last year he was implanted with a combat prosthetic body and joined the industry as a mercenary.

In the original plot, his work style is exaggerated but reliable. He always likes to make adjustments in commissions, but the results are always good.

He also has a good tolerance for prosthetics. Although it is not as good as those with infinite tolerance like Dongdong, it is still much higher than the average level.

It is worth mentioning that the style of Chu Nanyi’s prosthetic components is completely opposite to Dongdong.

Dongdong's "mysterious cat-shaped prosthetic body" is an out-and-out close-combat prosthetic body. It violently improves various sports abilities and highlights the ability to do anything if you don't obey.

The model name of Chu Nanyi's prosthetic body is "Silver Ring", named after a venomous snake. Most of its components are Strictly Controlled Level 2 and Level 3.

The silver ring-type prosthesis does not focus on athletic ability. It mainly improves the static and dynamic vision and sensory acuity of the implanter. It can quickly detect the battlefield terrain and use the prosthetic eye to directly measure airflow, wind pressure, thermal radiation and other data. Complete accurate shooting.

The weapons implanted in Chu Nanyi's body were all long-range types, and they were very concealed and difficult for ordinary people to detect. Lao Yinbi's combat style was also completely different from Dong Dong.

The enemy and Dongdong fought to the death, and at least they knew where they lost.

Fighting with Chu Nanyi, you don't even know how you died.

Chu Nanyi walked in with his hands in his pockets and said to Su Mo: "Sorry, leader, I had a dinner party last night and missed the party. I have time to ask everyone to go to the Crown Nightclub together. I will make up for you."

As he spoke, he saw the dong dong in the room, his eyes showed surprise, and then turned into a deep desire.

As a nightclub barista, he has seen too many women, but the nightclubs are basically all coquettish women, and there are not many real lolita like immature flowers like Dongdong.

Dongdong is short, but has a well-proportioned figure. His slender legs wrapped in white stockings are crossed together. He leans against the wall and chews bubble gum. The sun shines on his long pink hair, giving him a youthful atmosphere.

As soon as Su Mo saw the look in Chu Nanyi's eyes, he knew that Chu Nanyi was thinking something wrong. He coughed lightly and kept blinking at him.

What Su Mo wanted to express was - the pinker the hair, the harder the beating. Don't tease her.

Chu Nanyi understood it as—Come on, Mr. Chu, I will be your wingman.

Chu Nanyi flipped up her bangs, casually took out the lilies in the vase on the table, walked up to Dongdong coquettishly, and presented the flowers affectionately like a prince in a fairy tale.

"This lovely girl, you are more beautiful than the flowers in my hands. I can't think of any words to describe your appearance. If you are free tonight, can I invite you to dinner?"

"We can enjoy delicious food in the VIP box of Black Pearl Restaurant, after dinner we can take my float car to overlook the night view, then have a drink at my bar, and finally go to my villa to spend a wonderful time."

"Dong!" Before Chu Nanyi could finish his words, he kicked him between the legs.

Chu Nanyi let out a painful rooster cry and fell to the ground with her hands on little Chu Nanyi. Her smile was uglier than her crying: "Little sister, can you be gentler next time? I'm not married yet."

Dongdong raised his foot and stepped on his face, and said arrogantly: "What sister is my sister? Who is your sister? Remember, my name is Dongdong, and the tip of the bat makes a thumping sound."

"I came two months before you. I was one of the first three founders to follow the leader. I am older than you in terms of seniority. From now on, when you see me, you will call me Sister Dong. Do you hear me?"

Chu Nanyi felt pain and happiness: "I heard it, I heard it, so Sister Dong, do you want to go on a date with me tonight?"

"I'm dating you on the edge of civilization!" Dong Dong kicked him wildly and kicked him out like a ball.

When Chu Nanyi was kicked away, KK trotted in and said anxiously: "Brother, it's bad, someone is making trouble at the door!"