Why did it come to this?

Varun Ashtenin sighed inwardly as he watched the scene in front of him. He is now in the command post www.biquge.info of the "Freedom Resistance", in the lobby of an inconspicuous bar in the Northern District. In front of them was a group of guild leaders who were arguing about things.

Valen had been relegated to the top of the table, seemingly the recognized leader. But he knew in his heart that it was because he was the one who called for everyone to protest collectively, and the reason for the conflict between the presidents and the garrison officers in front of him in the first place was to protect him.

In other words, Valen Ashtenin is the beginning of this situation, a banner that can be called a "young hero" and "the first person to resist tyranny", so of course it looks better to hang. But will anyone really listen to him?

This question is self-evident just by looking at the current scene. The presidents themselves were arguing happily, and no one came to ask Valen, who was the "chief", to speak, rather that they had completely forgotten that there was such a number one.

Fortunately, Valen didn't intend to lead these people from beginning to end, he would sit here and say that if it sounded good, it would follow the trend, and if it didn't sound good, it would be confused and go with the flow. Therefore, he has no opinion at all about his treatment, let alone resentment.

He is far from being good enough to be a "leader", and he still has this self-knowledge. And these people in front of him belong to the excellent category.

They were excellent, at least in terms of the number and quality of the guild, each of them was better than Valen. You can't necessarily be called a good leader, but you can at least be called a good player.

And as long as the good online gamer understands one truth, that is, unity is a prerequisite for everything. Unless there is any issue of principle, it is better to try to give each other a step and reach a consensus as soon as possible.

Because of this, these excellent players were able to organize a team to fight with the garrison in a short period of time on the basis of obviously not having a prior plan...... No, at least from a turf point of view, the dominant "Freedom Resistance".

However, even if so many excellent people get together, there is still a thorny problem that cannot be solved, and that is the expropriation of the Eastern District.

The wisdom of the vice president of the Yan Shan Pavilion, Hinata Nain, is no less than that of their president from now on. She perfectly predicted the possibility of war breaking out, and then gathered her men early to block the main roads in the eastern district.

And as long as the flames of war do not quickly engulf the Eastern District, it will be difficult to devour them later. Because, the deterrent power of the name "Red Demon King" is not ordinarily strong, and Hinata Nain, who is now sitting in the Eastern District, is very strong in itself.

However, the Demon King is not at home after all, and as time goes by and everyone's anxiety rises, his deterrent power is gradually waning.

"Well, I'm back!"

At this time, a young man in plate armor walked into this headquarters. He was the last emissary to negotiate with the people of the Eastern District. Anyway, is that really good?

Although he is not very polite to this hard-working person, to be honest, he should be considered a subordinate compared to the guildmasters here. Although Hinata Nain is not as good as Li Mengxi, she is also a celebrity, one of the "Seven Heroes of the Obelisk", and a frequent visitor to the level boss strategy group. In the face of such a person, it is too insincere to send only one of his subordinates to negotiate.

As Valen thought this, the presidents also cast their eyes on the returning messenger. And under their gaze, the messenger shook his head truthfully, although embarrassed.

"Boom!" the fist slammed on the table with an unusually loud bang.

"Damn, those guys really just want to be themselves!"

"Maybe I like those dictators more than we do!"

"There's no choice but to attack. ”

Hearing this, Valen couldn't sit still for the first time, and he hurriedly shouted: "This is not good!"

Hearing this, almost all of them looked at him and were stunned, and then showed an embarrassed smile.

Sure enough, I was forgotten by them. However, even so, it has to be said!

"We're fighting the garrison now, aren't we! However, we want to swing our fists at people who have nothing to do with it, what makes sense in that!"

"No, we're fighting for everyone's freedom, and that includes those guys in the East. If that's the case, shouldn't they help us!"

"That's right, we're fighting for freedom, and justice is on our side!"

"But......" Valen was about to continue arguing when his voice was interrupted by a voice from outside.

"Oh no!" a teenager ran in in a panic, "It's back!"

"What's coming back?"

"The Red Demon King, that guy is making a big fuss on the 'Maple Leaf' road right now!"

The next second after the reporter boy said this, Valen rushed out of the tavern.

He must have known what we were going to do, so he came to Xingshi to ask for guilt, and he had to explain it......! Because...... That's my friend!

Thinking like this, Valen galloped quickly in the direction of "Maple Leaf" Road.

At the end of Maple Leaf Road, starting at the doorway of the border wall between the Northern and Eastern Districts, a violent red whirlwind swept through the members of the Resistance in a devastating manner.

This is Li Mengxi, his expression is as vicious as a ghost, his steps are as fast as flying, and he fights with both hands without using weapons, so it is even more terrifying.

"Ahh However, he was grabbed by Li Mengxi's right hand.

"Got it!"

At this moment, another young man dressed as a swordsman jumped out from behind Li Mengxi and swung his sword at the top of his head. However, Li Mengxi didn't even look back, and with his left hand stretched back, he firmly clamped the blade with his first three fingers.

"No, it won't!"

At the same time that the young man said this sentence in disbelief, Li Mengxi also took action. He quickly pulled the blade of the other man's sword to his side, and then jerked forward.

The young man who was firmly holding the hilt of the sword didn't react for a while, and was pulled towards Li Mengxi, and then he was knocked on the bridge of his nose by the latter's raised hand, and he immediately fell to the ground.

The sturdy young man, who watched this scene in a daze, shouted "Mom", and immediately gave up his spear and wanted to turn around and run away. But before he even started to turn around, he was slammed into his heart by Li Mengxi with his own spear that had not disappeared with his tail, and then fell to the ground.

After dealing with these two people, Li Mengxi took a step forward again, and with every step closer, the people in front of him couldn't help but take a step back. The fear of these people was not because Li Mengxi had knocked down the two people just now, but because there were more than thirty men and women lying behind him.

"One man actually knocked down thirty people!"

"Just kidding!"

"Monster! No, the Demon King!

Just as everyone was almost retreating in horror, a man stepped forward, and it was a girl. Her presence couldn't help but stop the others again.

At this time, this girl who was still holding a sword in the face of Li Mengxi, who was approaching step by step, became a hero in the eyes of everyone. However, she herself has a word of suffering.

In fact, as early as when she saw a boy she knew was grabbed by Li Mengxi's thigh and smashed to the ground more than a dozen times, and then thrown out, she was already half soft.

So let's be honest, she didn't stand up at all, but was so scared that she couldn't move and was left behind by everyone.

In front of this girl who wanted to cry without tears, Li Mengxi stopped and smiled slightly.

"Well, I don't really like to beat girls in the face, so can you please put your sword down?"

"Don't dare to slack off for a minute or a second, the girl immediately let go and let the sword fall to the ground and disappear.

"Thank you. The words were closed, Li Mengxi reopened his steps and passed by the girl. Immediately, the girl's legs were weak, and she fell directly to the ground with a "poof".

Surrendering without a fight, this guy is really too strong!

The thought crossed the minds of the rebels for a moment, and some of them began to fight their teeth.

Of course, they knew that Li Mengxi couldn't kill them, but who wanted to be pressed to the ground and punched more than a dozen times in one go, and his face was so swollen that even his mother couldn't recognize it?

"Mr. Li Mengxi!" Just as the morale of the rebels was almost broken, a cordial call rang out from the back of the crowd.

Everyone was surprised, and hurriedly looked back, and they saw Varun Ashtenin with an excited face and the guildmasters who followed him.

The steward is here!

Everyone wailed in their hearts and hurriedly retreated to the sides to make way for a road, leading straight to Li Mengxi's face.