Hurry Up and Run, I'm on the Wanted List Again

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The computer beeped, and the email icon flashed.

Hardy, who was drinking, opened the email impatiently.

When he saw the contents of the email, he became somewhat sobered and he was more energetic.

"Any of you guys there?" Then, he shouted outside.

"Boss, what's the matter?" A burly man pushed open the door and walked in.

"What's the matter? It's a life-threatening matter. Hurry up and inform everyone."

"Run away? Boss, we just received the mission."

"We're running because you guys accepted the mission. Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up spread the news!" Hardy roared.

In less than twenty minutes, the mercenary group of over a dozen individuals hauled their equipment and made a run for it. They didn't even take some of the supplies that had just been delivered. The tribesmen would soon come to scavenge it anyway.

"Boss, why are we running?"

On the way, the members of the mercenary group asked very nicely.