Necromancer Doomsday Walk

61 Losing his wife and losing his troops

The leader of the Black Mountain Chapter, Wan Zhiyang, was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out. All of a sudden, the magic warriors of the Black Mountain Chapter were in a panic. Two people quickly came out to lift Wan Zhiyang and carried him into the meeting hall.

inside, on the huge chair.

The unconscious Wan Zhiyang was half lying on a big chair, breathing a little weakly, which made people worried whether he would just die.

"Your Excellency, can we wait until Captain Wan Zhiyang wakes up before we talk?" Wang Mingwen said with a slight smile: "Five of you, please sit inside first."

Tang Fan was not in a hurry now and had no intention of urging him. He actually entered the meeting hall and sat down.

Wang Mingwen looked for topics from time to time, trying to find out the origins of Tang Fan and others in a roundabout way, but they were all eliminated, and nothing could be asked at all. The only thing that was certain was that Tang Fan and the other five people,

They are from outside the Ares Base, they do not belong to the Ares Base.

Thinking of this, Wang Mingwen once again stared at the robes of Tang Fan and the others, flashing with passion, but he also had another thought, that is, could Tang Fan and the other five people be recruited into the Demon Tiger Gang and become soldiers of the Demon Tiger Gang?

It is best to become your own direct descendant.

A superpower like the Devil Tiger Gang is not a one-man army, but has factional disputes.

Of course, in the face of external enemies, the entire Devil Tiger Gang is united, but internally, in order to obtain more power, benefits, resources, etc., they need to compete with each other, thus forming different factions.

The Demon Tiger Gang does not only have one deputy gang leader, each deputy gang leader happens to be the leader of a faction.

The strength of Tang Fan and others is mysterious and unpredictable. Wang Ling alone is more powerful than Wan Zhiyang. If he can recruit and join his subordinates, then the power of his faction will undoubtedly be

It will increase a lot.

"So, what should I do to make them become my subordinates?" At this moment, Wang Mingwen did not speak anymore, but began to think deeply.

After a long time, Wan Zhiyang woke up slowly. As soon as he woke up and saw the faces of the five senior officials, he was so angry that he almost fainted again.

"Asshole, get out of here." Wan Zhiyang roared weakly and sat up.

Tang Fan and others all looked at Wan Zhiyang, waiting for him to speak.

After Wan Zhiyang sat down, he saw Tang Fan and others, whose expressions were changing, as if they were performing a face-changing stunt, and finally turned into a long sigh of helplessness.

"Let them go yet." Wan Zhiyang glared at the five men fiercely and said weakly angrily.

"Yes." One of them replied quickly and left quickly.

"Your Excellency, I will let you go right now. The RV and the contents inside will be returned intact." Wan Zhiyang looked at Tang Fan and smiled, a bit flattering.

"Is this settled?" Tang Fan's tone was calm, but it was clear that it was a rhetorical question.

"This..." An embarrassed look flashed across Wan Zhiyang's face.

Reverse the roles and think about it conversely. If he encountered this situation, he would never let it go and would definitely demand more compensation.

"Captain Wan, since the fault is on your side, naturally we can't settle it so easily. We have to make some compensation. In my opinion, it's better to compensate one million mana points alone." Wang Mingwen said.

One million magic points sounds like a lot. After all, Tang Fan only has a few magic points now. Three people are three million magic points, which is definitely a lot of money.

Wan Zhiyang's face showed a hint of joy, and he was about to agree, because one million mana points for one person, and a total of three million mana points, both for him personally and for the entire Black Mountain Chapter.

A drop in the bucket.

Therefore, it would be best to spend three million mana points to resolve this matter and no longer have conflicts with such terrifying powerful men.

"Three million, are you sending beggars away?"

Tang Fan didn't speak, but Wang Ling said with a sneer.

Wang Ling's words immediately made Wang Mingwen and Wan Zhiyang's expressions darken.

"I wonder how much compensation you want?" Wan Zhiyang asked in a deep voice.

"As long as there is no damage to the person, one person can have 10 million magic points." Tang Fan said calmly.

As soon as Tang Fan's words came out, Wan Zhiyang, Wang Mingwen and other people all trembled and their expressions changed.

Ten million and one million are two concepts that are ten times different.

Wan Zhiyang can ignore one million magic energy points, but has to pay attention to ten million magic energy points.

And it’s still 10 million for one person, and the total for three people is 30 million.

Even Wang Mingwen, the deputy leader of the Demon Tiger Gang, can't help but feel his heart beating wildly, 30 million magic points!

Wan Zhiyang can naturally get 30 million magic points, but that is definitely a large amount of magic points. Once he takes it out, the entire battle group will be short of funds.

So he was very, very reluctant to let go.

"Your Excellency, is ten million per person too much? I think two million per person is better." Wang Mingwen said with a smile. This Black Mountain Chapter became an affiliate of the Demon Tiger Gang, and it was probably in his name.

It has interests linked to him, so he has to put in more effort.

Wan Zhiyang's expression changed, and he secretly thought that if it was two million, that would be fine.

"If the person is injured, an additional ten million will be added based on the damage." Tang Fan ignored Wang Mingwen and spoke again, almost causing Wan Zhiyang to vomit blood and fall into coma again.

A fierce look flashed in Wang Mingwen's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, and a murderous intention emerged in his heart because he was ignored by Tang Fan.

Wan Zhiyang was about to cry. He really wanted to kneel down, crawl to Tang Fan's feet, grab his warehouse manager and beg him, beg him to reduce the amount of compensation. Thirty million mana points, if it was his personal responsibility.

If he did, his family fortune would be wiped out in one fell swoop. It would not be that easy to earn enough 30 million mana points. It would take at least a long time.

"My master said ten million per person is ten million. There is no need to bargain." Wang Ling said resolutely, like a mouthpiece for Tang Fan.

Wan Zhiyang almost fainted, and immediately turned to look at the four senior leaders of the Black Mountain Chapter, and the other one went to release them.

"By the way, we also need to hand over the people who took me away that day and stole my RV." Tang Fan added.

At this moment, Wan Zhiyang had an urge to mobilize the entire battle group to fight Tang Fan and others at all costs, but reason told him that doing so was very unwise, and he would suffer in the end.

It will be myself.