The underground club

"Zhou Hao, take this, it's yours!"

Chen Hong walked back, took a red crystal, and threw it over.

Zhou Hao caught it. Now was not the time to lose his temper. He convinced himself in his heart and accepted the result.

Chen Hong was very satisfied. It wasn't that the silver Bear mercenary group didn't have new members, but that too few people listened to him.

What their mercenary groups lacked the most right now was people who were willing to work without complaint and, most importantly, were willing to listen to orders.

With Zhou Hao around, his future days would definitely be more comfortable than any of the previous times.

At this moment, Chen Hong did not know that Zhou Hao was the Zhou Hao who was famous all over the world and had even caused a sensation in the world.

Now, Chen Hong only thought that they were ordinary people. He didn't dare to think in that direction.