My Waste Husband novel Chapter 769

Baron and others looked at each other and didn't get any food. Although they hadn't eaten anything since last night and they felt very hungry.

Henry took the initiative to pick up a piece of lamb, took a bite, and said, "Don't worry, no one would poison the food unless that concubine wanted to die."

Seeing that Henry had said so, Baron and others were completely relieved. Before, everyone was distrustful of Henry. But now, if it weren't for Henry, they would have died many times, and their trust in Henry had also gradually increased.

Everyone was hungry for a long time. They all grabbed something to eat. The people who came to the banquet today were not some famous businessmen. They were all merciless mercenaries. They didn't care about their image at all. After all, eating was the most important thing.

In the centre of the banquet, there was a western young man who was talking with Anna. He was dressed in a suit and wore leather shoes. Apparently, he also had a high status.

The young man looked around at the mercenaries wolfing down their food. With a smile on his face, he whispered to Anna, "Look at these people, they are eating like dogs who have been starving for days."

There was a smile on Anna's face. "Be careful what you're saying. Don't let your father hear it. He used to be a mercenary. If he hears these words, he will definitely break your legs."

The young man pursed his lips. "He doesn't have time to care about me. What are you going to do tonight?"

"It's very simple. These mercenaries just care about profits. As long as they get enough profits, they're willing to do anything." Anna picked up a glass of red wine and put it to her lips. "Now, let's see who has the ability. After fighting for such a long time, the three forces have all entered into the City Lord's Mansion and there are people dying every day. Everyone knows that it's useless to fight for the gold mine. It's not the time to start a war now. The people we want to recruit must be extremely talented!"

"From the looks of it, none of them is capable of doing anything useful." The young man looked around disdainfully. "Do you have a target?"

"A few," Anna nodded, "As for the mercenary group called the Blade, even they only have six people, but all of them are good. In the past, they didn't count. But now in the whole underground world, we have unified the rules. People in the underground world couldn't show their strength beyond C-level in front of ordinary people. The six members of the Blade are just between C-level and D-level. They had the loopholes in the rules, so they could be said to be the top of the mercenary group."

After that, Anna pointed to a few teams. "These people also have potential. By the way, there's a group of Chinese people. We don't know who they are, but there should be a medium- sized mercenary group behind them. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to beat the guards as soon as they entered the city. If they dare to do that, they either have full confidence or are idiots. But idiots can't survive in this city."

"What are you going to do?" Asked the young man.

"It's very simple." Anna put the glass to her lips and slightly sipped. "Let them compete."

After Anna finished, she heaved a sigh on purpose and muttered to herself in a slightly louder voice, "Hey, I didn't pay attention. Looks like we have handed out too many invitations, and now with so many people, it's impossible to talk about proper business. If only the general's bodyguard team could accept more people."

Although Anna's voice was not loud, it was still heard by many people. They immediately understood what Anna meant. Anyone who got the invitation could come to the banquet, but you had to have the strength to stay until the end. Otherwise, leave after having something to eat.

As for the exact strength, what was the limit? It depended on the strength level of the people present.

Henry, Baron, and others were standing in a corner of the hall, eating while observing the surroundings with their eyes, observing every corner of the hall.

A strong black man strode over. The black man was at least two metres tall and his muscles were like steel. Any man with a slightly weaker strength might not be able to pinch the biceps of the strong man.

Standing in front of the strong man, even Henry, who was 1.85 metres tall, was shorter than the man by a whole head.