Lord of the Night

Eastern Order!

Everyone was shocked.

It turned out to be the Dongfang Order of Dongfang Sansan.

Obviously, it is Master Jiu who is rectifying the mainland. Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance: This is a cleansing of the entire continent!

No one understands what caused Dongfang Sansan to start such a thunderous action.

The entire Sanchuan City was shaken.

Zhao Shanhe looked at this scene dumbfounded.

Suddenly, I remembered that the last time I was scolded, a thought suddenly came to my mind: Could it be because...

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head. He wanted to turn around and look at Fang Che, but he didn't dare.

Just stood there stiffly.

You also need to quickly exercise to restore your stiff body.

Walk all the way to the city gate.

I saw a group of people bowing and waiting at the city gate. The leader was Zhu Yuntian, the head of the Zhu family named by An Ruoxing.

Seeing An Ruoxing, he rushed up as if he had seen a savior: "Brother An, Brother An, I'm here to apologize."

An Ruoxing took a look and saw that Zhu Yuntian's face was red, blue, and extremely swollen. It was still like this now. He really didn't know how many slaps he had received.

Several other family heads were equally miserable.

An Ruoxing said: "This is..."

The heads of the family smiled bitterly, as if they had killed the whole family: "Brother An... it's our fault for failing to discipline the children... Is this Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang... Mr. Qianqi has a lot... those few are not up to par." We have killed all the things..."

Fang Che looked surprised: "This... this has nothing to do with me... It's okay. I've taught them a lesson for teasing my wife. Why kill them? It's okay."

"What apology? You're welcome."

"Okay, okay, besides, I'm just a young deacon guarding the main hall. I'm not used to you being like this..."

Rejected all offers of apology.

Everyone walked out of the city gate.

Several family heads wiped away the cold sweat and then discussed together to go back.

"My ancestor was really angry this time. I was beaten a few less times because I came out to apologize. Those at home are still being beaten now..."

"My family is the same."

"This time at such a critical moment, these beasts actually went out to molest women... It is said that Master Jiu was furious and directly ordered a thorough investigation of the world's aristocratic families. It was because of these little beasts in our family..."

"...Hey, the days ahead will be difficult. Everyone should discipline their children. To be honest, when I heard about this incident, I was so angry that I wanted to kill someone. It's not that my status is special. Isn't it okay if my status is not special? Are you teasing me casually? This is just out of habit!"

"Who says it's not the case? The one in my family originally thought that his martial arts aptitude was not good. I just thought about letting him lie down like this for the rest of his life. How could he have imagined that he would cause such a catastrophic disaster."

"When this continent-wide turmoil passes, it will be even more difficult for us. Those big families that have been reorganized will definitely come to us for trouble..."

"There's nothing we can do...anyway, our family is destined to be the most miserable."

"Stop talking, I'm going home and getting beaten..."

"same……"

…

Rectification is already underway across the continent.

And Dongfang Sansan's next secret order has already been formed on the table.

Dongfang Sansan's habit is like this. Unless he doesn't move, once he makes any move, he will continue to expand in waves, until he thinks that he has achieved his goal and maximized the benefits and effects. Only to a certain extent will you be satisfied, and you will need to add follow-up maintenance measures.

This time is naturally no exception. Since we have started to rectify the situation, we will naturally have to deal with it thoroughly and achieve the result of replenishing our combat power.

"After this rectification, when the mainland's aristocratic families become more honest, we will start to use the remaining power of this rectification to recruit people from outside to increase our fighting strength."

It is an order given to the major families after reorganization.

"Levels two to seven, according to the level, how much combat power each family must provide to fill the guard hall, fill the guardians, fill the border guards..."

This is a set of combo punches.

Since Dongfang Sansan had an attack, he simply used it again to draw out some of the remaining combat power of these families.

And this time it was too much!

On the way to fight against the Orthodox Church, the soldier’s wife was molested!

Asshole to the extreme.

Dongfang Sansan has no tolerance for this kind of thing!

Dongfang Sansan is really not furious because this is Fang Che's business. If any guardian encounters this kind of thing at this time, as long as Dongfang Sansan knows about it, Dongfang Sansan will not care. There will be no appeasement!

Just thinking that the wives of the guardians who died heroically would be bullied by the people they desperately protected, Dongfang Sansan only felt unbearable heartache. It's like there are knives cutting into my heart.

Some of the things in Master Jiu's bones are even more profound than Fang Che's.

"After so many thousands of years, the major families should have many masters available. After filling in this time, we won't be far behind in terms of manpower."

"We need to go more to those dangerous areas... Otherwise, these pampered people will not be able to gain experience. But this is tantamount to letting a large number of people die... Well, let's use it as a punishment for the erring family, let them vent their anger Take it out on those family members who made mistakes."

"But for the guardians, the blood that the big family should shed must also be shed. It makes no sense to let ordinary guardians with no basic background bleed every day. Therefore, the children of the big family have to shoulder more responsibilities than ordinary families. Warriors have more responsibilities. Bloodshed and sacrifice must come first. This is the price they must pay for the enjoyment they have enjoyed for so many years!"

"There is a privileged class in any world, and this has always been the case."

"But in the world of guardians, no blessing is free! There is no privilege that does not require sacrifice! You can be nobler than ordinary people, and you can also have more privileges than ordinary people. But the prerequisite is that you must Do these meritorious deeds first. Let the world generally think that your family deserves to enjoy it!"

"I want people to agree from the bottom of their hearts: I don't envy the hero's son enjoying some privileges!"

"This is the Guardian Continent that I want to create! This is what I, Dongfang Sansan, will insist on for all my life!"

"Dongfang Family, be the first to pull out! Fight, fight, and sacrifice!"

Dongfang Sansan thought about it and decided immediately.

He knew what was going on.

On the entire continent, as long as we really investigate, there will definitely be no family that does not make mistakes!

Therefore, this wave is still a collective hemorrhage for all aristocratic families.

However, the reasons are complicated: it’s not that I haven’t given you a chance, it’s clear from above: if you don’t make mistakes, you can avoid dangerous places. Who made you make a mistake?

The court has its own laws and the world has its own principles.

Is it possible that if someone in your family makes a mistake, they should blame the court law? Doesn't that make sense?

Since you made a mistake, you should be punished, right?

"The world is not beautiful, but I will try my best to make this world as beautiful and fair as possible."

After Dongfang Sansan finished writing the plan, he walked to the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the distant mountains, the world of mortals, and the solemn Zhonghun Temple next to him.

"In this way, I will live up to my Dongfang Sansan life. The sky has no eyes, but I have them; the sky has no ways, but I have them; the sky has no mercy, and I have them."

"Even if the world is turbulent..."

A gentle but determined smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "...But I want to make this troubled world... clearer!"

"When I enter the Loyal Soul Shrine one day, I can smile at you calmly and tell you with a clear conscience: Your sacrifice is valuable. I have taken care of all your concerns."

"At that time, I can feel at ease and listen to you call me: Master Jiu!"

"This is Master Jiu!"

…

This is a mountain.

All the roads are made of jagged rocks and are bumpy and bumpy. The whole mountain is like this.

This mountain is very big and vast. Starting from the bottom of the mountain, there is a big city.

Row upon row, there are tens of thousands of buildings, and you can’t even see the end of them at a glance.

"This is Rough City. According to legend, this place was originally a mountain in the center of the continent. But when the meteors fell from the sky, most of them fell here, and the entire mountain collapsed. It was full of craters. Finally, under the power of the stars, The pressure pressed the entire mountain together with the meteorite into one body. Moreover, half the height of the mountain was pressed below the ground."

Zhao Shanhe is introducing.

When everyone stands under the bumpy city, they can't help but feel a sense of awe.

In the hearts of people across the mainland, this is the sacred mountain.

"So this mountain, from top to bottom, is actually a whole."

"If any stone on the mountain is connected to the mountain, if you want to move it, you must use a magic weapon to cut it down directly."

"Later, when the Guardian built the city, Lord Jiu took a fancy to this place and built the Guardian Hall on the top of the mountain. To this day, Lord Nine's words are still circulated in the mainland: if you want to fight against the sky, you must have terrain."

"Later on, it slowly developed and countless people began to settle at the foot of the mountain, and it became a bumpy city."

"But no matter how people gather together or build buildings, no one dares to occupy the front mountain and the back mountain. Going up the mountainside, there is only one headquarters. There are no buildings!"

"The road up and down the mountain is a primitive road with many twists and turns. If ordinary people were to walk on it, they would inevitably twist their feet."

"Master Jiu said that the bumps and bumps on the way up and down the mountain are life."

"If a person wants to succeed, he must go through these ups and downs, whether going up or down the mountain."

"Up the mountain is a dragon, down the mountain is a tiger!"

Zhao Shanhe introduced slowly, his eyes full of respect for Master Jiu.

This is the first time for Fang Che to come here in his previous life.

When he arrived at this mountain, he had a strange feeling. He felt that he was so close to the person he admired most in his life.

He stared blankly at the bumpy mountain road.

Every stone on this road has become extremely smooth.

There is thick patina on every stone.

Along the way, every stone seems to be shining.

Thinking of countless seniors over the years, they walked down this mountain and rushed to the battlefield. So many people just left and never came back.

There are also countless people who embark on this mountain road with passion and passion.

Make a pilgrimage to the top of a mountain.

Because... going up the mountain is a dragon, coming down the mountain is a tiger.

How many guardians have touched the stones on this mountain with great treasure when going up and down the mountain.

Just like everyone who comes here now.

Including Zhao Shanhe, who had been here countless times, he cherished and lovingly touched every stone he could touch along the way up the mountain.

"When Master Jiu was building the Guardian Headquarters, he once said that this mountain cannot be destroyed."

"Because... the souls of every deceased guardian will return to this mountain. Therefore, this mountain is the condensed life of the continent's guardians and countless predecessors. To a certain extent, this mountain Kengqishan is a guardian of the continent!"

"Master Xue and Master Jian practice by strengthening the entire mountain every year."

"Every time I see this mountain, I seem to see that those seniors from back then are still there!"

Zhao Shanhe said softly: "So walking on this mountain road makes people feel indescribably peaceful and safe."

Peaceful and safe, sacred and solemn.

This is exactly how Fang Che feels now.

There is even a feeling of warmth when the palm is placed on the stone.

It seemed that those seniors were whispering to themselves.

They are saying: Don’t forget to protect us!

The wind blew through the rugged mountains, whistling low, as if the heroic spirits were whispering over and over again.

"The lights of thousands of families are all on my shoulders! The life and death of all peoples are all on my body!"

Fang Che suddenly felt hot in his heart. The hot blood all over his body suddenly surged.

My throat was a little blocked, and I suddenly felt like crying.

…

Walking up the road, we soon arrived at the headquarters.

It's all made of stone and looks very simple.

At the gate, verify your identity.

"Please come in."

The Guardian headquarters occupies a large area.

It doesn't look gorgeous, but it is full of solemn feeling, as if it is integrated with the mountain. It gives people the feeling that even if the sky falls, this headquarters will not be shaken in any way.

As soon as they entered the gate, someone came up to them: "Chief Zhao? Three people participating in the selection?"

"yes."

"The contestants will stay. If you go over there, there will be room arrangements."

"Well, I have a special situation here; one of the contestants came with his newlywed wife."

"Is there such a thing? Which one?"

"that……"

"What's your name?"

"Fang Che."

"Oh... I've had such a famous name for so long, but it's this man who made ten children from aristocratic families stupid with just one shout?"

"..."

It has to be said that Mr. Fang is famous far and wide.

Now the Guardian Headquarters is really familiar with this name.

Faced with the man who teased his wife, he would be tough and tough, and he would turn ten young men from aristocratic families into idiots at the same time.

Then he calmly announced his name to others: My name is Fang Che!

What's right is that if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname.

Too manly.

Of course, the most famous thing is that this guy used this incident to directly stir up all the aristocratic families in the entire continent - when the news came, Master Jiu happened to be in the hall.

In Chong Guan's rage, all the aristocratic families in the entire continent suffered because of those ten dandy children.

What a miracle.

Therefore, the name "Fang Che" naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"That's his wife? Tsk, she's so pretty, like a fairy. No wonder those ten dudes came forward... Okay, I'll make some arrangements. Who is that? Come over and help Chief Zhao in the guest room below..."

The words are not finished yet.

It felt cold in the hall.

A man in white clothes walked in like ice and snow, it was Ningxuejian.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Ningxue Jian rushed in as soon as he came in, but after he had already rushed in, he suddenly fell back in front of Fang Che and said with a smile: "Hey, it's really your boy."

"Hello, Senior Jian." Fang Che saluted respectfully.

"nice."

Ningxue Jian smiled and said, "How do you understand my sword that day?"

"Ashamed, I can only say that I have gained a small amount at the moment."

Ningxue Jian laughed: "Wait a moment, use it and let me take a look."

"yes."

Ning Xuejian greeted the deacon: "You can make arrangements for me, understand?"

Then he said: "I still need to see Brother Ninth... Okay, you go and do your work."

Ningxue Sword left again like a gust of wind.

But everyone's eyes changed.

This Fang Che is actually related to Master Jian!

The deacon from the headquarters who had just placed Zhao Shanhe and others turned pale. He nodded and bowed to Ning Xuejian's back, then turned around and immediately changed his tone: "...who is it? Come over here and arrange a room for Chief Zhao and others in the guest room above. The elegant little courtyard is where Master Jian sits."

The man was confused: "...Didn't you just say the following?"

"But what I'm talking about now is the top!"

The deacon glared with a serious look on his face.

"yes."

"After placing it, report back to Deacon Fang immediately."

"Where...deacon Fang?"

"It's this one..."

"I understand, I understand now..."

"Go ahead."

Zhao Shanhe and others did not expect that when they came to the Guardian headquarters, they would get Fang Che's favor. It was all unexpected.

Ye Meng waved to Fang Che.

In such a solemn atmosphere at the headquarters, the little girl did not dare to speak at all.

Fang Che smiled: "I'll come over when everything is done here."

Rest assured Ye Meng.

Zhao Shanhe and the old man An Ruoxing walked out with Ye Meng.

The old man chuckled, with a playful look on his face, and said calmly: "Some people usually look so arrogant, but it turns out that when they arrive at the headquarters, they just go to the lower room..."

The surface of the Zhaoshan River was like black coal, and he walked forward quickly, ignoring him.

"I'm still taking advantage of Fang Che. Hey, where can I put my face?"

The old man continued to be arrogant: "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to see anyone. I would have turned into a ball and sent it to the dung beetle's nest."

An Ruoxing frowned and whispered: "Say less."

The old man snorted, lowered his voice but deliberately let Zhao Shanhe hear it, and winked at An Ruoxing: "It feels so good to disgust him with a few words."

Zhao Shanhe's face turned even darker.

Go out and head towards the guest room.

There were several people in front who were also walking that way, obviously people from the headquarters in other directions.

One person turned around and said, "Hey, Chief Zhao is here too."

"Old Ren, you're here too, hahaha..."

Zhao Shanhe said hello and exchanged pleasantries along the way, just in time to get away from the old man's chatter.

Seeing the presence of outsiders, the old man also restrained himself a little. No more sarcasm.

Seeing the lower courtyard, Commander-in-Chief Ren walked inside, but heard Zhao Shanhe say: "Old Ren, I will come over to you for a drink later."

Chief Ren was surprised: "You won't go in?"

Zhao Shanhe said reservedly: "I'll go over there."

He pointed out his hand and smiled happily.

Chief Ren's eyes widened: "Over there? Go to the upper room?"

Zhao Shanhe put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Yes, let's go to Fang Yayuan."

Chief Ren: "..."

Suddenly I felt that I was a head short, and said angrily: "Why are you going there? Why are you not arranged here?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly: "Old Ren, you have to understand that people are different. Although they are said to be equal, they are still different after all...right, what number do you live in? I will come to see you later. .”

"I don't need you to come looking for me!"

"Let's have a drink, and let me tell you about what Shangfang Yayuan is like. I'll give you some insights, Lao Ren, Lao Ren, don't leave..."

"Drink, you big-headed devil!"

Chief Ren has disappeared.

Zhao Shanhe smiled reservedly, turned to An Ruoxing and said, "Look...this old man is also a chief officer, yet he has such no manners."

An Ruo

Zhao Shanhe coughed quickly and led the people to Shangfang Yayuan. He said loudly and enthusiastically: "Let's go... hurry up, I told you that Shangfang Yayuan is a symbol of status... ...Hey, I wonder if Lao Ren is eavesdropping..."

Behind a door in the lower room, Chief Ren had a black line on his head and murmured angrily: "Zhao Shanhe, this bitch... actually lives in Yayuan! Damn it! Why does he..."

…

Ningxuejian left, and Fang Che himself was confused.

Why is Master Jian so nice to me? You actually stopped to talk to me?

And also provide accommodation?

This was true even the last time I was under the volcano. He is extraordinarily kind to himself, as if he were looking at his favorite junior.

What exactly is going on?

Fang Che tried his best to figure it out, but he couldn't figure it out, because Ningxue Jian was not this kind of person at all. If he were this kind of person, I'm afraid the old disciples would have been all over the world for so many years.

But why do you think so differently of yourself?

Whether it was based on logic, Dongfang Sansan's caution, or Ningxuejian's performance, he shouldn't know his true situation.

Fang Che scratched his head and wondered for a long time.

It wasn't until someone greeted him that he followed a deacon into a medium-sized small hall.

"Everyone is in there, just go in by yourself."

There were already about thirty people inside.

These are all number one in all places, and together with the geniuses at the headquarters, they all belong to the king level.

They are the competitors for this selection.

When Fang Che opened the door and came in, more than sixty people looked at him at the same time.

Suddenly all kinds of momentum surged.

Thirty or so people, repelling each other and full of fighting spirit, were originally confronting each other, and each one refused to admit defeat.

Fang Che suddenly opened the door and came in, breaking the balance of momentum inside. Then all kinds of complex momentum suddenly emptied out and rushed straight towards Fang Che.

"I go!"

Fang Che was caught off guard and was almost knocked over by him with a tyrannical aura.

He opened the door easily and came in, but he didn't expect that there was an ambush.

The body that was hit jumped up, and he immediately took a step forward, leaned forward, and with a roar, his whole body exploded, and his momentum suddenly rolled back.

The thirty or so people in the room were all shocked.

The first few people opened the door and came in and were rushed by everyone. Then they found a way to walk in close to each other, join the group, and guard each other. They became members of the group and slowly maintained a balance and blended in.

Fortunately, this time, a stupid young man like him came and faced him and more than 30 people with his own strength.

And there’s still counter-pressure? What kind of stupid young man is this!

Suddenly everyone groaned at the same time, and their momentum suddenly came out.

Fang Che was also puzzled, why the hell are thirty people working together to deal with me? Isn't it just because I'm so handsome?

A bunch of crooks are so jealous of my fairy-like appearance.

He couldn't admit defeat more and more, and he couldn't embarrass the handsome man even if he died.

Gritting his teeth, he resisted the momentum of more than thirty people and refused to take a step back.

Then his body slowly leaned further forward, his momentum was not weak at all, and his evil aura was gradually taking shape, ready to burst out.

He tried his best to control the evil spirit from escaping.

Just fighting with pure momentum.

Thirty people were all shocked: This guy actually withstood it.

He was even more unwilling to admit defeat.

Thirty of us are all number one, how come you, a strange face comes in and blocks the combined efforts of thirty of us?

One person shouted: "Stop being wary of each other, form a rope, and put this guy down first!"

"good!"

"good!"

There was a reply, and then each of them slightly adjusted their posture. In an instant, the momentum of the thirty people suddenly condensed into one.

It turned into an angry dragon, shaking its head and tail.

Fang Che was shocked.

Just from this point, it can be seen that none of these thirty people is weak, and each one has experienced hundreds of battles and understands the surrounding situation clearly.

When you can fight alone, fight alone. When you can't fight alone, you become one in an instant.

And we can work together immediately.

This is true genius!

Fang Che admired it in his heart, but struggled to support it.

However, without using the evil spirit and murderous intent, it was unable to withstand the pressure of the thirty high-ranking kings on the opposite side.

The body that leaned forward was slowly lifted up.

The opponent's momentum was stronger and they slowly counterpressed.

Fang Che leaned back a little.

But his momentum became fierce and decisive, and he kicked his back foot on the ground without retreating even an inch.

I felt a little shocked, but also a little happy. The thirty or so people in front of them basically have the strength of Ling Kong Xiyun and others in the plan to raise Gu to become a god, and they can even exceed it.

Absolute genius.

Very powerful.

He was horrified in his heart, but he didn't know that the thirty people opposite him were already shocked to the point of being extremely shocked.

What a surprise.

The combined momentum of thirty people rushed forward, but he actually blocked it.

Although he suppressed his momentum, the opponent's momentum did not weaken at all.

And when the pressure reaches a certain level, it can no longer be pressed.

This situation seemed to have pushed his bottom line. He can retreat, but only up to this point.

You can't step back even an inch!

The momentum became heroic and decisive.

It seems that if you take this step back, you will be surrounded by the people and your loved ones.

Not retreating an inch.

If such a person is forced to this point on the battlefield, then the only option is to die in battle!

If you want an inch of land behind him, you have to step on his body to get through. As long as he is still breathing, no enemy can reach anything behind him!

Thirty people were filled with admiration, and they all thought of the legends about those seniors who faced the masters of the Solipsism, knowing that they would survive if they took a step back, but they refused to back down in order to protect the people.

Just like this, there are thousands of ways for me to retreat, and there are thousands of reasons for me to retreat.

But I just won’t retreat.

Even if you die, you won’t retreat.

Respect rose in the hearts of the thirty people, and they all calmed down at the same time.

Everyone is smiling.

"admire."

The leading young man said sincerely: "Brother, I'm downwind to the east, dare I ask for my name?"

"My name is Fang Che!"

Fang Che also calmed down and said with a smile, "You almost rushed me out of the door."

"Thirty people can't beat you out of the house, I'm ashamed."

Another smiled: "Crazy in the rain."

Fang Che frowned: "Crazy in the Rain? Sing in the Rain is yours..."

The young man laughed and said, "Singing in the Rain is my younger brother, two years younger than me."

A young man beside them said with a complicated expression: "It's snowing. Mr. Fang is really impressive. No wonder he was able to kill my cousin directly... cough."

Fang Che also coughed dryly and said, "It's all in the past. Don't mention it anymore."

He was embarrassed when this matter was brought up, and Xue Wanren would probably be even more embarrassed.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"No wonder he is so tyrannical. It turns out he is a member of the three major families of Feng Yuxue."

Fang Che nodded.

Immediately, everyone started to sign up one by one.

Soon the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and even Xue Wanren was smiling and cordial.

After chatting for a while, footsteps were heard outside.

Rain coughed wildly: "Get ready."

Suddenly everyone was on tenterhooks.

Fang Che almost laughed out loud. It turned out that this was what these guys did. He couldn't help but get the idea of ​​playing a prank, gathered his momentum, and joined in.

With a creak, the door opened, and a young man walked in with a sword on his back.

As soon as they entered the door... everyone's momentum suddenly exploded!

boom!

This guy was rushed out by the powerful momentum like a cannonball. He hit the opposite wall hard and slowly slid down. His legs were crossed and his butt landed with a pop. His eyes almost protruded from his eye sockets. He looked at him in shock and confusion. Hold the door.

He didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he would be hit by such a strong momentum. He was completely unprepared and fell to the ground on the spot.

He suffered such a big loss without even seeing the people inside.

"Grass!"

This guy gritted his teeth and jumped up.

This time he was fully prepared, gathered his momentum, and opened the door again. This time he finally saw more than thirty people inside. The momentum was surging. As soon as he opened the door, all the momentum seemed to have found a channel to vent, and rushed forward again.

"Hey!"

He let out a weird scream, gathered all his momentum, and slammed in headfirst.

But as soon as he took the posture of a horned sheep, he was rushed out of the door. With his head lowered and his waist hunched over, he slid out horizontally, his feet firmly planted on the ground, only to be dragged out with two dark traces.

"Ah ha ha ha... Another one goes out, and another one!..."

A group of people laughed excitedly in the room.

This guy tried twice more, and finally found that no matter how hard he resisted, he couldn't resist.

Finally, he yelled outside the door: "How can you let me in?"

Inside, more than a dozen people shouted at the same time: "Find your own solution!"

Think of a way, what can be done.

The young man sighed, pushed the door open again and came in. However, he did not raise his momentum. Instead, he immediately took three steps diagonally after entering the door, pressed against the wall, and quickly closed the door.

Then he gathered his momentum and wanted to move forward step by step against the wall.

But I found it was still difficult to move even an inch, and my face turned red.

He had no choice but to lose his momentum, raised his head with a frustrated look, and looked at everyone with resentful eyes.

The look in his eyes was like that of a wronged kitten.

It's hard for a tall and thick man to show such a look.

Suddenly everyone burst into laughter.

"Boss Fang, interrogate him."

everyone shouted.

In a world of strong men, force comes first, and whoever is the strongest is the boss.

Before Fang Che came, there was no boss, and no one obeyed anyone. But in the face of such a pervert who can defeat thirty people with one man, no one can take away the position of boss!

Everyone is convinced.

Fang Che coughed, adjusted his accent, and said in a longer voice: "The general Wu is here, you can tell me by name."

"The headquarters of the last general is Luo Pishui, the peak of the eighth-grade king level! See the commander in chief! The commander in chief is as powerful as the sky, and the young general admires him."

This Luo Shi Shui is also a wonderful person, he actually got into the role instantly.

Fang Che asked majestically: "Luo Gieshui, now that you have been defeated, what can you say?"

"The last general, Luo Pishui, is willing to surrender to your team."

Luo Shishui was very bachelor, cupped his fists and said: "I hope the boss will accept it."

"allow!"

Fang Che nodded solemnly: "Come on."

"Thank you, bosses!"

Luo Shishui ran over excitedly, joined the team, and said, "What's going on? Everyone has to do this once? Who is next?"

"Whoever opens the door is the one who opens the door."

"Very good!"

Luo Piao Shui looked forward to it.

Next, Fang Che took in four younger brothers again.

After gathering thirty-six people, no one came anymore.

It seems that these are the thirty-six people.

Fang Che asked: "How do we choose between us? We can't all thirty-six people play, right? Who knows how many final quotas will be available?"

"It's nine."

Luo Shishui and other people from the headquarters said together: "There are thirty-six of us, and the final number of participants is nine. Twenty-seven people have to be eliminated. The battle will begin tomorrow."

Another person named Meng Wuhen said: "But you three, Boss Fang and Feng Yuxue, don't have to worry. These are four places. It means that the remaining thirty-two people have to compete for five places."

Luo Shishui clasped his fists: "Please be merciful and make sure I am included in the list. Otherwise, if I am not selected and go back, my father will definitely beat me to death."

"It seemed like we would feel so good if we lost the election and went back."

A guy named Tan Dashi rolled his eyelids and said, "If I lose, this time, I'll probably beat my skin to pieces."

"I'm Chu Wuqing. I'm sorry. I will definitely take one of these nine places. Everyone, I'm sorry."

"Get lost! Why did you just order one?"

"If you don't believe me, come fight!"

Chu Qingqing was very confident and said: "Lao Fang is very powerful, but in actual combat, he may not be my opponent."

Fang Che nodded: "Your feeling is correct."

Everyone laughed.

Just kidding, how could someone with such a strong aura be weak in combat power.

We are all young people, and we naturally became familiar with each other after we talked.

Fang Che discovered a strange thing, that is: these thirty-six people were obviously very honest, and they were all trying their best to show their truest selves.

Including family background, combat power, including other fighting methods besides frontal combat.

Everyone is having a heated discussion every moment.

Everyone has the same respect for the strong.

As long as they are from the same camp and are stronger than themselves, they will immediately surrender and ask for advice.

There is no jealousy, no pettiness, no intrigues, no gloating, no such things as stepping on others and helping me to rise to the top... nothing at all.

While everyone is showing their truest character and habits, they are also as humble as possible.

Fang Che was filled with admiration in his heart.

"This is genius! This is the expression of true genius!"

The more a person reaches this point, the more frank he becomes.

As soon as they meet now, they have begun to pave the way for themselves and the future comrades around them.

We are always ready to join forces with each other on the battlefield or in any dangerous place.

Although it was only a short contact.

But Fang Che firmly believes in one thing: if they meet on the battlefield, or if two of them meet with their teams in the same complex terrain.

All it takes is two people to sign up: I am so-and-so...

The two armies on both sides can immediately understand each other and make seamless cooperation based on each other's personality!

This is the world of true genius!

Being in such a team, Fang Che felt extremely comfortable.

He was just sorry that there were no figures like Mo Ganyun, Singing in the Rain, Above the Autumn Clouds, Jing Shuanggao, Ding Juran and others.

Why aren't they there?

Are you in the queue of Marquis Wu? But they were not seen in the southeastern team.

Fang Che thought in his mind.

Fang Che didn't believe it at all that Mo Ganyun and the others would lose the election collectively.

…

In the secret underground base of the Guardian headquarters.

Mo Ganyun's iron tower-like body is being tested.

"The peak of King Level Ninth Grade! Very good!"

Then there are Yu Zhongge and others, who are also all ninth-level kings.

They have been here for a long time.

Secrets are tempered, drilled to death every day. I am not idle every night, using various methods to enhance my consciousness.

The military strength and combat power are making rapid progress every day.

This speed of entry made them feel horrified.

But...the skin of each of them still glows with a gleaming purple color.

This is because the soul of Amethyst has not yet been digested.

If they go out at this time, the other party's senior management will be able to tell anyone who sees it. The opportunity given to these four guys is the Amethyst Soul.

The amethyst mine was obtained by the guardian, this is nothing.

However, if the news that the four people had obtained the Amethyst Soul and absorbed it was leaked, it would immediately cause earth-shattering changes.

Solipsism will never allow such a genius to live. What's more, there are still four!

If they were allowed to grow up, the minimum would be four Ningxue Swords.

How could the Solipsistic Orthodox Church be willing to bear such consequences? Destroy it no matter what!

And if the other party knew that they were determined to destroy these four people, there was really no way they could survive it!

The main reason is that this opportunity is too great. After squeezing it so hard, the Amethyst Soul divided by the four guys has not been digested to the point that others cannot see it.

Moreover, the energy of the Amethyst Soul has endless reserves in everyone's body.

Mo Ganyun had a 'Super Fang Che' red scarf tied on his head. His body became stronger and stronger, and he was about to reach 2.5 meters tall.

With both hands stretched flat, Qiuyun Shangjing can do pull-ups on both sides...

"I think after this time, you can definitely take off this red cloth."