A cold light instantly clung to the fur carpet and slashed at the woman's feet.

It was the man on the right side of the boy who was wearing a tuxedo and holding a long sword.

The cold light swept through the temple, and only a bang was heard, and a sword mark appeared on the wall.

The tuxedo bodyguard frowned and took a slight step forward, he was very unhappy that someone dared to save the woman.

At this time, I only saw Zhang Fan holding a woman in his arms, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Beautiful young lady, are you okay?" Zhang Fan said.

The woman's face was frightened, she broke free of Zhang Fan's hand, and looked at the young man in fear, only to hear a pop and knelt down, her whole body trembled.

"It looks like you've met a good person, sister," the young man smiled and looked at Zhang Fandao, "Do you think you're a good person, sir?"

"It depends on how you define it, and now I think I should be a good person," Zhang Fan said lightly.

"But good people are bullied," the boy walked with his hands behind his back, his green eyes making him look a little bewitching.

Suddenly, the eyes of the surrounding bodyguards looked inexplicably cold, and they swept towards Zhang Fan.

"I'm here as a guest," Zhang Fan said calmly, "Am I going to be able to enter the bandits' den?"

"Presumptuous!" The tuxedo-suited bodyguard raised his sword, and a strong wind stabbed directly at Zhang Fan.

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth hooked a touch of disdain, but the sword finger caught the sword body.

"Boom!"

The sword body broke, and Zhang Fan slapped his front foot and slapped the tuxedo bodyguard in the face.

"Bang!"

The tuxedo bodyguard sprayed a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out directly, not knowing whether it was life or death.

This shot directly shocked everyone, but Zhang Fan's smile deepened, and said, "Now I think I should be a bad person." ”

"Interesting, what's your name?" the young man looked at Zhang Fan with interest.

"You can call me Zhang Zichuan!" Zhang Fan picked up the woman and said again.

"Zhang Zichuan, you are from Huaxia!" the young man said vigilantly.

A few days ago, the genetically modified people of the Desert Empire fought in the capital of the heart of China, and now the whole world is frantically singing.

That battle had shattered humanity's perception of power.

"That's right, I'm a businessman in Huaxia. ”

"Businessmen are not as desperate as you, now that the relationship between Huaxia and the Desert Empire is tense, why are you doing business in Huaxia here?"

Zhang Fan said, "Then why did you invite me to come?"

The young man's eyes narrowed into a line, "It seems that you are not simple, Mr. Zhang Zichuan." ”

"I think so too, simple people can't do this business," Zhang Fan said calmly, "I don't know if I can get a hand in your business?"

"Do you know what I'm doing?" the boy's smile grew more and more dangerous.

Many people can't help but hold their breath, and something terrible can happen at any time in the next second.

And Zhang Fan still said the sentence that everyone was afraid of.

"Ragnarok!"

It was all the high-ranking slaves who gasped and lowered their heads one after another.

Ragnarok is the top secret of the Desert Empire, and a Chinese man dares to speak out, isn't this looking for death?

In fact, the young man also felt that this madman was looking for death, and he couldn't see through this man for a while.

"Aren't you afraid of death if you say this?"

"I said that I am not a simple businessman, I have money, but in this world, money is not enough, there is also strength, and after the battle in Huaxia some time ago, I suddenly woke up, I think the future desert empire is a trustworthy partner. ”

"How rich are you?" The young man felt more and more that Zhang Fan was interesting, and it was a kind of pleasure for a smart person to talk to a smart person.

"Many, many," Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

"In that case, we'll cooperate," the boy smiled.

"Happy cooperation," Zhang Fan also stretched out his hand.

"The temperature here at night is not as bad as Huaxia, Mr. Zhang Zichuan will stay here with me, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Landu!"

"It's a good name, it's very aristocratic," Zhang said.

"Someone is here to prepare a room for Mr. Zhang Zichuan. ”

The plump and beautiful woman in the maid's costume glanced up at Zhang Fan curiously, and then said, "Here, please, distinguished guest." ”

"Thank you," Zhang Fan walked a few steps and then turned back and pointed to the woman who had just been rescued by himself, "I wonder if this woman can give it to me?"

"What? Mr. Zhang Zichuan likes it? To be honest, they are just slaves, even if they are high-level slaves, they are inferior people after all, how about I find some better ones for Mr. Zhang Zichuan?" Lan Du looked at the woman coldly, with a murderous expression.

The people he wanted to kill, no one could stop yet.

"No need, she suits my appetite very much, I just want her," Zhang Fan didn't give Landu a chance to answer at all, and hugged the frightened woman domineeringly, and said with a ruffian.

Seeing Zhang Fan swagger away, the young man's smile disappeared.

The tuxedo bodyguard behind him said coldly, "Lord Lando, do you want to ......?"

"Don't act rashly for the time being, this guy is prepared, let people check his bottom immediately, I want to see where this not simple businessman is. ”

The maid opened the door for Zhang Fan, and then went in and turned on the light.

"Honored guest, are you satisfied here?" the maid spoke in standard Chinese language.

Zhang Fan was a little surprised, "You can actually speak the Chinese language?"

"There must always be something special around Master Lando," the maid said and glanced at Zhang Fan secretly, and finally fell into Zhang Fan's arms, a motionless beautiful woman.

"Then I won't bother you, good night!" the maid walked out and said to the black-robed man outside the door, "Your honorable guest, your room is next to it, please come with me." ”

The black-robed man looked at the woman in Zhang Fan's arms strangely, and then left with the maid.

Zhang Fan put the woman on the soft big bed, and the dim and colorful scenery above his head hit the woman's snow-white skin.

To be honest, in such a harsh environment as the Desert Empire, it is completely unexpected to have such a tender skin that can be blown and broken.

What's more, she's just a high-ranking slave with no human rights?

"What's your name?" Zhang Fan sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, admiring this delicious beauty.

Although she has less temperament than Wei Songyi and others, her delicate facial features can still make Zhang Fan give her a score of ninety.

"I ...... I don't have a name," the woman curled up on the bed with a pale face.

It was clear that she was still scared by the fact that the tuxedo bodyguard was going to cut off her feet.

"Thank you just for saving me," the woman was mentally prepared, she sat up straight, her slender hands clenched, and her flushed and nervous face was mouth-watering.

"My lord, I'm ready!"

When a woman closes her eyes, she shouldn't be sad, she should be happy.

At least because she saved her life because of Zhang Fan, what if she contributed herself?

But Zhang Fan didn't make any moves, but smoked silently, his eyes looking directly at the woman who was at a loss.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and said in fear, "My lord, I ...... Did I do something wrong, don't kill me. ”

Zhang Fan doesn't have any thoughts about her body, it can only be that she has no temptation, a slave without temptation and value, and she can only die in the end.

At least that's how his parents left him and rotted in a filthy slave camp.

"Don't get me wrong, I actually brought you here just because I didn't want your master to kill you, after all, such a beautiful beauty was killed, I can't bear it," Zhang Fan said.

Although Nalando is seventeen or eighteen years old, Zhang Fan can see that he is a ruthless character.

Just now he stopped him from doing something to this woman, presumably as soon as he leaves, this woman will definitely suffer.

The woman's delicate body trembled, and Zhang Fan's words shocked her.

She was just a slave, she didn't expect Zhang Fan to care about the life or death of a slave.

And at this moment, suddenly there was a heart-rending scream from outside the palace, which made people feel terrified.

Zhang Fan walked to the window with a solemn expression and pushed it open to take a look, only to see Landu's men quickly walking towards the place behind him who let out a miserable scream.

"There is some meaning here, should it be said to be heaven or hell?" The black-robed man lived next door, and at this time he was standing by the window, and this sentence was for Zhang Fan.

"Just look at hell or heaven," Zhang said.