Chapter Seventy-Three: The Differentiation of the Temple of Killing God
Among the many figures who writhed their bodies frantically, they found a figure that did not fit in, and saw a plainly dressed and thickly wrapped figure being pulled by a girl to the side. Her figure is so out of place in this paradise bar, like a lotus flower in the mud, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.
Seeing that figure was gradually obscured by those figures who writhed wildly, the corners of Yang Fan's mouth showed a hint of a smile, and then he drank the red wine in the cup.
"Fan Shao, I don't know what we should do next?"
After eating and drinking, it was time to talk about business, and everyone looked at Yang Fan in unison, quietly waiting for his answer.
Yang Fan looked at the colorful lights, coupled with the deafening music, and then said, "Find a quiet place!" ”
"Eun, let's go upstairs!"
Then a group of several people walked upstairs, and those who were standing by followed, one by one, walking upstairs.
When Yang Fan walked upstairs, he deliberately looked at the unearthly figure, only to see that the person was sitting with her friend at this time, and then turned around and walked up.
There were several rooms upstairs, and the group went directly to the largest room, and when they opened the door, a long conference table appeared in front of everyone's eyes, presumably this is where they usually discuss important matters. Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene, there must be a quiet place to discuss major matters, this place is as if it is isolated from the noisy world below, and the silence is incomparably as if they are two different worlds.
Seeing Yang Fan's smile, Xiao Pojun said: "This room is specially equipped with a soundproof wall, and it is impossible for the sound from outside to come from here. ”
"Let's all sit down!" Yang Fan said.
Yang Fan went straight to the main seat, while Xiao Pojun sat beside him, and the rest of the people also took their seats one by one, and the first decision-making meeting of the Killing God Temple officially began.
Seeing that everyone was already seated, Yang Fan glanced at everyone and then said: "This can be described as the first gathering of the Killing God Temple, the achievements made before this are obvious to all, and I am very grateful to everyone for their efforts here." ”
Yang Fan said as if everyone bowed, because he thought this was what they deserved.
"This is what we should do!" The crowd replied in unison.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "The current situation is favorable to us, and the Blood Alliance will also be attached to our Killing God Temple in the near future, so we don't need to worry about the Blood Alliance's counterattack during this time." ”
"What?" When everyone heard the news, they were immediately excited.
The Blood Alliance is an old gang, and its strength should not be underestimated, if the Blood Alliance really makes a move against the Killing God Temple, I am afraid that this Killing God Temple will shrink into its own territory after that, otherwise it will definitely be wiped out by the other party. This is also the reason why they have been consolidating their territory these days and have not rashly attacked the territory, just to guard against the Blood Alliance.
"Everyone knows the strength of the Blood Alliance, so to accept them, our strength must be stronger!"
Indeed, the strength of the Blood Alliance is obviously stronger than that of the Killing God Temple, and I don't know how many times stronger. If you want to accept such a gang, without two brushes, it is not yourself that you will annex others, but that others will swallow yourself.
When everyone heard Yang Fan's words, they focused on Yang Fan one by one, they knew that since Yang Fan would bring this up, they must have thought of a solution, they just had to wait quietly.
"A gang has its own division of labor, so let's talk about what we should do ourselves."
"Breaking the army Tang, the dark hall, the shadow hall, the three halls feel that they are suitable for which place to express their position!" Yang Fan said lightly.
As the name suggests, the broken army is only for the sake of fighting, fighting for the killing of the temple; greedy wolves and cholera beings are thieves who steal heaven and earth; As the name suggests, the messenger of the dark night, the silent killing; The last shadow hall was clearly created to gather intelligence.
There is no doubt that the broken army joined the broken army hall, and the fierce son also joined the broken army hall, everyone expressed their positions one by one, and chose their own suitable direction according to their own strengths, and such a force that was beginning to take shape rose on this quiet night.
"Po Jun is the master of the Broken Army Hall, Xing Feng is the master of the Dark Hall, and the master of the Shadow Hall is served by the south, if there is no objection, it will be decided." Yang Fan glanced at everyone coldly, an extraordinary power emanated from his body, and the coercion of the superior enveloped the entire room.
Everyone present felt the extraordinary coercion emanating from Yang Fan's body, with blood and domineering, so that they had to lower their arrogant heads, and their only choice in front of this was to surrender. At this moment, no one will see Yang Fan as a seventeen-year-old boy, in their eyes, Yang Fan is their emperor and their king, and they are willing to shed their blood for him.
"Nope!" Everyone responded in unison.
Passionate worship, passionate glow.
"Well, I'll give you a month, and you pick the people you value to train, remember to do whatever it takes! I'll see your results in a month! Yang Fan said coldly, and then said sharply: "I only need to be loyal, absolutely loyal!" ”
At this time, Yang Fan was no longer the Yang Fan who was giggling outside, as if he had changed from an angel to a demon, and the cold aura continued to emanate from his body, and a tyrannical and bloody rush came to his face, making everyone's eyes can't help but condense.
"Yes!"
At the same time, Yang Fan also set a lot of rules, although he plans to mix **, but he will not destroy human nature. The three major gang rules of the Killing God Temple: "Don't get contaminated with drugs; Do not oppress the weak; Different doors cannibalize! ”
Those who violate the rules of the three gangs will not be spared.
There are no rules, and this is especially true of this huge gang
"Let go of us, let go of heard!"
When Yang Fan and his party went downstairs, suddenly there was a quarrel in the bar, and Yang Fan's brows couldn't help frowning when he heard this. And Xiao Pojun, who was standing on the side at this time, was the same, you must know that this is the territory of the Killing God Temple, who doesn't open his eyes to make trouble here, isn't this not giving them face?
"Whoa!" Only the sound of glass bottles breaking was heard.
When Xiao Pojun heard this, he couldn't help but signal to the waiter at the bar, asking him to turn off the music in the bar and turn on the lights.
All of a sudden, the bar's colorful lights stopped, the exhilarating music turned off, and there was silence for a moment.
"Damn, our young master looks up to you, it's your blessing that you dare to resist?"
The voice can't be arrogant, it seems that the son came out again, and he couldn't help but want to be strong when he saw some beauty, but King Xiang had no intention of being a goddess, and this could only come hard in the end, who wants someone to have a father, who wants someone to be a son?
This era is an 'era of spelling fathers', and it is said that "it is better to have a good father than to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry", and "it is better to have a good brain than to have a good old man", which is absolutely reasonable, and it is very reasonable. This is the reality of society, if you don't have money and power, then you're nothing. The post-70s have savings, the post-80s have loans, and the post-90s have their fathers. Today's society depends on your father, and you are as good as your father is. This is still an era of competition between fathers and sons.
"Why don't you let Mengzi send you back first, it's too late." Xiao Pojun knew that Yang Fan was now living with the two eldest ladies, so he reminded him.
Yang Fan looked at the direction of the sound and thought in his heart: "It can't be her, right?" ”
In order to verify his opinion, Yang Fan immediately shook his head and said, "No, let's go over and have a look!" ”
Since seeing that Yang Fan insisted that Xiao Pojun didn't say anything, the group slowly walked in that direction, and the members of the Killing God Temple of the bar had already rushed over, after all, this was their territory, of course, they couldn't let people make trouble here.
"What are you guys, get out of here, tell your boss to come out!" Before Yang Fan and the others walked in, they heard an extremely arrogant sentence, and suddenly Xiao Pojun's face turned blue, and Yang Fan was sneering, and the more Xiaoyue made people feel suffocated.
Yang Fan and the others slowly walked in the vacated seats of the onlookers, only to see several people smiling lewdly around the three girls, while some acquaintances were entangled with the members of the Killing God Temple in the bar, and the two parties were at a stalemate.
Among the three women, the fresh and refined woman was among them, and tears slipped down on her pink face, which made people feel extremely distressed when they looked at it. The body kept curling up into the seat, and you could clearly see that her body was constantly trembling, which was quite frightening. The other two girls were also scared, and one of them had a palm print on her face, which seemed to have been left by the resistance just now.
"You're the boss here?" The man looked at Yang Fan and said, with such disdain in his eyes, he didn't look at Yang Fan in the slightest.
Yang Fan didn't pay attention to him, but walked straight towards the trembling girl, and approached step by step under the gaze of everyone. Those people around the girl felt a trace of fear when they saw Yang Fan's figure walking step by step, and their cold eyes were so terrifying, they couldn't help but retreat one by one.
"Are you alright?" Yang Fan looked at Murong Yan'er and asked softly.
Murong Yan'er originally lowered her head, and if she listened carefully, she could still hear the faint sobbing, but when she heard Yang Fan's voice, she slowly raised her head, and when she saw Yang Fan, her eyes showed a hint of surprise and then a burst of gloom. What's the surprise? What is dark?
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