Chapter 382: Prestige

Fang Fan just glanced at the people with different expressions, and a confident smile always appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "I know, you have a lot of doubts in your hearts, Mingyue Lou's family is a big business, what can we compete with it." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Everyone was listening, even if they were skeptical.

Fang Fan suddenly smiled proudly and said, "You don't need to know what means I will use, you just need to know that we will win!"

There was an uproar, and for the big cake drawn by Fang Fan's empty white teeth, there were already people's feet outward, ready to walk out of the formation.

"Until then, we have to be rewarded."

As soon as these words came out, the slightly moving feet suddenly stopped.

"Whoever participates in this battle, the monthly salary will be doubled from then on, and for every enemy killed, you will get three taels of gold, and if you can be the first to pull out the enemy's gang station, you will be promoted to the helmsman!"

Fang Fan's every word caused a cry, and in the end, no one showed any anxiety on their faces, let alone squinted their eyes to express doubt, some were just high-spirited and couldn't wait to go out to kill the enemy.

"But can we really win?

If it fails, won't these all become empty promises? ”

Suddenly, a stout man poured a basin of cold water on the raging flame, and the noise of people stopped abruptly.

Fang Fan didn't look angry, but said with a rebellious expression: "Who am I?"

Fang Fan suddenly said inexplicably, everyone, look at me, I look at you, and whispered.

"What do you think I'm standing here for?"

The crowd fell silent.

"I'm not here to fail."

A faint sentence dispelled the depression on everyone's faces, and the fighting spirit was high again.

"Jian Lin, we want to know, are all the rumors about you true?"

The crowd burst into laughter, and the stout man laughed exaggeratedly. Obviously, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone knew Fang Fan's true identity.

Chen Pi Cinnamon cautiously peeked at Fang Fan's face, and what he admired was that Fang Fan still looked as usual, and when the laughter stopped, he smiled and said: "There are many ways to slander a person, and there are also many ways to kill a person."

I don't need to explain it to you, I just need you to explain to me what you mean by that. ”

Fang Fan's eyes stared at the sturdy man like lightning, the air was suddenly filled with a cold killing intent that penetrated the bone marrow, everyone's faces gradually changed, holding their breath, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

"I ...... I ......" The stout man was a little incoherent, and he knew that he had done something stupid without thinking about it.

"Huh?"

"I ...... I was just...... It's just ......" The stout man was dripping with cold sweat, and he was so busy wiping his sweat that he couldn't think of what words to use to break the stiffness in the air.

"I know you're a gaffe." A smile suddenly bloomed on Fang Fan's face, and the compelling killing intent suddenly dissipated.

"Right...... Right...... Lose...... Lapsus linguae...... Gaffe ......" The stout man kept wiping his sweat with his sleeve while smiling all over his face.

The smile in the corner of Fang Fan's eyes deepened, and he said, "How do I know if you unintentionally lost your words, or if you deliberately targeted me?"

The sturdy man's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he opened his mouth and said, "I...... I ......"

In the next second, all the people received the news that the strong man had been kicked out of the gang, and at the same time, the eyes of the person who immediately had a lively mind turned his mind, and suddenly drew his blade, which quickly slashed through the throat of the strong man.

Blood was splashing, but Fang Fan never lowered his eyes to look at the pool of blood on the ground, his cold eyes crossed everyone's face, and said: "When the war came, I stayed out of the matter, completely forgetting the favor that the Bull Head Society had given, I will settle this account one by one, not only will I vomit it out if I eat mine, but I will also make him lose a few taels!"

The crowd stood solemnly, not daring to turn their heads and ears again.

"Come with me a thousand people." Fang Fan turned around and walked out first.

"Clear skies, lead your squad." Tangerine peel cinnamon immediately pointed at a man of medium stature, his facial features were not ordinary or handsome, and the most striking thing was a pair of long eyebrows, which almost extended to the temples.

"Let's go." The clear sky greeted him extremely simply, and followed behind Fang Fan and the little arson expert.

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Walking down the misty Tianzhu Mountain, Chen Pi Cinnamon took two steps forward and followed Fang Fan's side, and said worriedly: "Will it be counterproductive for us to force them like this?"

Fang Fan smiled and asked, "Do you have a better way?"

Tangerine peel cinnamon shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

Fang Fan stopped, put his hand on the shoulder of tangerine peel and cinnamon, and said: "Blindly Huairou, you don't have any majesty at all, as a superior, you need to know how to combine rigidity and softness, if you lose your prestige in front of the people under your hands, it will not be far from the time when the building will collapse."

Chen Pi Cinnamon said in his heart: "After we leave, will they really not betray?"

Fang Fan smiled and said, "That's why I want to reward them first, and then give them a slap in the face."

I need to let them know my means, and I need to let them know that my eyes will be rewarded, and only then will they bet their future on us.

If only the reward is mentioned, there will still be people who have active minds, and who will put the treasure on a few words when they can't see the way forward? ”

Chen Pi Cinnamon said: "Then do you really have a way to defeat Mingyue Tower?"

Fang Fan turned his eyes to look at the thousand people three meters behind him, and sighed as he continued to walk: "I can't help it."

"You ......" Chen Pi Cinnamon said emotionally, and suddenly felt that her voice was too loud, and lowered her voice: "You said a lot with so confidence, I thought you had a way!"

Fang Fan spread his hands and said: "Let our people be more united, we will not lose very badly, the situation on the battlefield is changing, who can be sure that we will win, who can decide that the other party will lose?"

Chen Pi Cinnamon said: "Then only on the battlefield can be seen, and winning or losing depends on the change of the battle situation?"

Fang Fan nodded and said, "Exactly."

Chen Pi Cinnamon's face changed one after another, and finally he could only sigh and say, "Do you know who the person you killed just now?"

Fang Fan didn't speak, but looked at the tangerine peel and cinnamon seriously.

Chen Pi Cinnamon said: "He didn't mean to target you, but his usual mouth is so broken, and he likes to make some inappropriate jokes."

Fang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "It was these inappropriate jokes that killed him."

Tangerine peel and cinnamon were silent.

Fang Fan said: "Many times, we have to maintain our prestige, this is why we sit in this position, and it is also the foundation of our existence, among them, we are likely to blame some people wrong, kill some wrong people, but the result we want will never be wrong."