"Dingdingding..." Ludwig made a coincidence with the plate and said to Hou Dasheng: "Okay, I promised you. If the dish you cook is good, I will help you with some questions for free. Now, you can ask."

But Ludwig smiled and said, "Of course, I will not answer some of our confidential questions."

Hou Dasheng nodded and said that he understood. He was not a fool, so he naturally knew that some things were difficult to ask. But he still wanted to know more about the service station. After all, according to what Ludwig said, they would have many opportunities to deal with them in the future.

"I know, what are the specific business you are responsible for?" Hou Dasheng asked the question he wanted to know the most at the beginning. He was very curious about what the service station could do. They must be different from the service provider.

Minnie said before that they are of different types from service providers.

"Do everything, what you want depends on what you can provide us." Ludwig shrugged and said, "To be precise, we are an intermediary. We are a platform here."

As he said, Ludwig smiled and said, "For example, there is an intelligence collector working for the United States. His superiors ordered him to complete an intelligence collecting task, but he could not complete it. What should I do at this time?!"

"He can pay a portion of the money to come to us. We will tell others that someone needs this. He is willing to pay some money. Of course, similar information is definitely impossible to get it with money. Sometimes, you need to do some information exchange. This exchange cannot be carried out in person, so we become intermediaries. Let both parties avoid contact and complete their respective tasks."

Hou Dasheng nodded and said that he knew. Ludwig then continued to smile and said, "Of course, we will not ask about the identity of the guests, what organization we belong to, why we collect this information... and so on. Because this is not our service scope. We will definitely not ask about the situation of the guests. This is the principle of our business."

After hearing Ludwig said this, Hou Dasheng remembered why she reacted so much when she told Minnie that she was a mercenary. Minnie also spoke at this time: "This is also because we don't want to cause trouble. Knowing the other party's identity is an unnecessary trouble for us. We are just intermediaries, so there is no need to take unnecessary risks for the sake of interests."

Hou Dasheng nodded, then continued to ask: "So, as a mercenary, what do I need you to do?!"

"You need a lot of places for us." Ludwig smiled, as if he heard the funny joke: "Man, you will definitely need intelligence if you want to go on a mission, right? So, you need to get information from us."

"Your guns will definitely not pass the security check, and we will handle this. You also need some things to cover up your identity, and we will handle this."

"Of course, we can handle ordinary things. For example, if you kill a little hooligan, you need someone to clean up the beginning and end. For example, if you commit a murder in a country with strict laws and have to run away, we can also help."

Ludwig looked at Hou Dasheng and smiled and said, "What level can be achieved depends on how capable the service station you are in contact is. For example, we are a C-level service station, and what we can provide you with is a service that can be safely evacuated in Australia. At present, the premise is that you have to provide a price that satisfies us."

"There are several regional A-level service stations, and they can provide more." But Ludwig smiled slightly: "Maybe you have heard of some presidents being assassinated. It is easy to find out about this, and the murderer was caught. However, his people found the service station and provided what the service station needed."

"Then the service station protected him safely. He kept him alive and was still alive. Of course, it was just alive." Ludwig whispered: "We can provide a lot, but it depends on the level of the local regional service station."

Hou Dasheng now knows that the energy of the service station is definitely not comparable to that of the service providers. But their services are more comprehensive and direct. They can provide almost whatever you need.

Suddenly, Hou Dasheng's heart moved: "Ludwig, I committed a murder case in Africa. Can you help me erase this case?!"

Ludwig was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Buddha, Africa is too far away. Moreover, it is not cost-effective to smooth out a case. You already have a new identity, and the advice I give you is to use this identity to exist. This is much better than your original identity. Believe me, the identity quality produced by the service provider will be higher than the original identity of many people."

Minnie stood up at this time and stretched: "Hey! Guys, don't you feel bored to talk about these things?! I think we should go to the front desk to have a few drinks now! Zuowei, my dear! You should let this kid see your skills."

Zuo Wei tickled his fiery red hair and said with a smile: "This is no problem, I just don't know what wine our friends like to drink?! Colored chicken rainbow tail, or black Russian?!"

Hou Dasheng scratched his head embarrassedly: "Actually, I have a good alcohol tolerance. But I haven't drunk for a long time, so it doesn't matter what kind of wine. I used to drink local wine at home. I drank whiskey after I came out, and the taste was acceptable."

In fact, Hou Dasheng is considered humble to say this. This guy is a barrel-level wine at home. His uncle has always had the habit of finding herbs and various snakes and insects from the mountains and making medicinal wine.

He started practicing styling with his uncle at the age of eight, and he began to train him to drink a small amount of medicinal wine after practicing. This can relieve muscles and promote blood circulation. Of course, it is impossible to give him high-concentration white wine at the beginning but a relatively mild rice wine.

The amount is not large, and every time it is a small cup of thumb. Not only do it, but it also requires some exclusive medicinal wine to rub it. It was not until a few years ago that his uncle started to drink the soaked strong wine for him when he was a little older.

A group of people walked out of the private room with laughter, Hou Dasheng asked Minnie and the others to go first, and then went straight back to the kitchen. Every time he finished cooking, he would clean up the kitchen. At least it looked comfortable.

Philip looked at Hou Dasheng's actions with a complicated look. Ligaya silently followed Hou Dasheng to the kitchen and accompanied Hou Dasheng to clean up the kitchen.

"There are only so many people I can help you. I am not a saint, and I am not a good person." Hou Dasheng said to Ligaya while packing pots and pans: "Manila, we can meet so many people. This is a kind of fate."

"Chinese people believe in fate very much, and I am no exception. So I helped you, and I will not ask for your repayment or gratitude. If you really have this idea, then living well will be the reward you can give me."

Hou Dasheng smiled and wiped the table, whispering: "No accident, I will leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. So, don't listen to me."

"Whether we can meet again in the future depends on fate. You may also know that I am a mercenary. Maybe I don't know where I died at any time. So you don't have to worry about me. Living, living well is what you need to do."

After Hou Dasheng wiped the table, he turned around and saw that Li Jiaya was actually starting to cry. This made him start to be shocked. Hou Dasheng was helpless and his hands were covered in oil, so he had to hurry to use a detergent to clean his hands first before helping Li Jiaya wipe his tears.

"Why are you crying?! It's just a small thing. When you grow up, you will find that it's really just a small thing." Hou Dasheng smiled and said, "Okay, go back and rest. I'll go out for two drinks."

As he said that, Hou Dasheng took Ligaya out of the kitchen and sent it to Minnie's dormitory. When he walked to the door of the dormitory, Ligaya suddenly spoke.

"Promise me, you will come to see me." Ligaya suddenly looked at Hou Dasheng with extremely bright eyes and said, "Promise me!"

"Uh..." Hou Dasheng scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "Okay, if you were admitted to the best university in Australia and I haven't died yet, then ask Minnie and the others to notify me and I will come to see you. That's it!"

After saying that, Hou Dasheng went straight to the large iron gate in the backyard without looking back. Ligaya looked at Hou Dasheng's background without moving his eyes at all...

After passing through the gate as if he was running away, Hou Dasheng found that this bar, which looked very gothic and heavy metal, was just a clear bar! The stage was played by a white band, which seemed to be playing blues.

"Are you surprised?! We seem to be making noise here, but it's just a clean one." Minnie shrugged and said, "When we took this place, it was really a fuss. But we didn't like it was a fuss, so it changed to a fresh one."

At this time, Zuo smiled and called Hou Dasheng to sit down and put a bullet cup: "Come on, try this! I don't know if you will like the killer I created. This wine is quite strong..."

Hou Dasheng didn't say anything, Zuo Wei poured the wine on him and drank it. But when he slapped his throat, Hou Dasheng felt the urge to kill someone!

"Ahem...Fake! Zowei, you're a little strong?! Damn, this is simply alcohol!" Hou Dasheng almost cursed: "Although I can drink some strong alcohol, it doesn't mean I have to drink strong alcohol!"
Chapter completed!