Fan was like the most agile swimming fish interspersed among a crowd several times his own, with wailing bodies collapsing behind him like dominoes.
For him, this group of people was too weak.
Mousse's reaction in the desperate situation was far beyond his expectation.
He originally thought that Mousse was just a group of ordinary imperial war slaves, but it turned out that his idea was wrong.
Their low roars, accompanied by their ferocious faces covered in blood, and their uniform movements, really shocked people's soul.
When the last enemy fell in pain, Fan gently retracted his fist and turned to look at Mousse.
"Why do you want to save me?"
Mousse squatted on the ground half-kneeling, breathing heavily.
"No reason, I just suddenly felt that you guys might be of some use."
"Hey."
Mousse laughed with unknown meaning, "Actually, even if you don't help me, we can actually win."
"Oh, it seems like I'm too busy."
Fan raised his eyebrows.
"To be precise, that's right."
Mousse did not object.
"Whether you save me or not, the outcome of the matter is already determined.
Maybe you did it to test us, but you miscalculated.
We are actually a tribe.
Man, Count Orici will not allow a group of tribesmen to stay in his camp."
"Why."
Fan frowned slightly.
"Isn't it true that the Imperial people have a long history of xenophobia?
Now that the secret has been exposed, whether we can survive or not will be a problem."
"What if I said I could help you."
Just as Fan finished speaking, a group of soldiers suddenly swarmed in.
"No one can help them.
Handcuff them to me and inform Lord Orici immediately that people from the distant ancestor tribe have appeared here."
"Ah, they came faster than I thought."
Mous smiled casually. , but he seemed very calm in the face of the possible death.
"Just do whatever you want to do, just because you want to help them get away with it.
Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have knocked down a few trash."
The captain of the reformer who led the team scolded Fanhe with disdain.
He hated Fanhe's behavior.
A calm look.
What right does a humble ordinary person have to look at him like this?
"I want to see Orici."
"What did you say?"
The captain suspected that he heard something wrong.
"I said, I want to see Aurich."
Fan repeated it carefully.
"Haha, listen to what he said."
The surrounding soldiers laughed in agreement at the same time, "It's just you.
You want to see Count Oric.
Who do you think you are?
And Count Oric's name is something you can call him casually."
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"The captain was almost amused by Fan's unreasonable behavior.
Of course, that was a mocking smile.
"Why are you laughing?"
Fan asked softly.
"Why do you think I want to laugh at me and laugh at you?
Do you need any more reasons?"
The captain's tone became more mocking.
"Captain.
Stop talking nonsense with him.
Why don't you give him a gun butt quickly and let him know what the real power of transforming people is, so that he won't be beaten to death because he thinks he can win against a few losers."
The soldiers around him kept shouting.
Laughter.
"Listen, my brothers asked me to reward you with something.
Do you want to try the power of Metal Fist again?
Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, that is a small gift from me to each of you newcomers."
Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
His tone was completely cold, "You mean you released the Metal Fist?"
"How does it feel?"
The captain chuckled, not realizing at all that he had begun to make a fatal mistake.
"It's fun to do this, isn't it?"
Fan lowered his head slightly.
"Of course."
The captain leaned forward and slowly approached Fan.
He didn't hear the chill in Fan's tone at all, but even if he heard it, he wouldn't care.
"It's like a cat catching a mouse.
The weak should submit."
"You really think so" "Why not?"
The captain chuckled, until he subconsciously looked at Fan's nose.
There was a sudden flash of lightning, and the captain felt a chill in his waist.
The muzzle of a black hole suddenly stuck tightly to his face, "Now, as a weakling, should you take me to see Orici?"
A layer of cold sweat broke out on the captain's back.
He swallowed hard, carefully trying to avoid Fan's gun.
"I suggest you don't move around, the gun will go off."
Fan said calmly.
At this time, not only the captain's expression was frightened, but his team members' eyes widened.
Fan's attack speed was so fast that he took off the captain's pistol in just an instant.
Although this was careless, But how can we say that the captain is also a genuine high-level warrior?
"Cold, calm down."
The captain swallowed carefully.
At this time, he no longer dared to try to anger Fan, and even cursed himself half to death in his heart.
There was obviously nothing wrong with Fan's nose.
Why didn't he see it?
It was specially used to test the reaction ability of elite high-level warriors.
Even he was unsure of avoiding it.
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you hurry up and leave?"
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The captain, who came back to his senses, winked at his subordinates repeatedly.
A quarter of an hour later.
Count Oric looked at the "farce" in front of him calmly, and slowly drank half a cup of tea.
"Let's all go."
He waved his hand to ward off the men who were on guard.
"grown ups" The coerced captain wanted to say something more, but when he looked at Count Orici, he was frightened by his deathly eyes and was immediately shut down.
"If it happens again, just kill yourself."
"Yes, yes, thank you, sir."
The captain responded in panic, and ran out almost rolling and crawling.
After all his subordinates had retreated, Orici put on another face and looked at Fan, "For meeting me in this way, should I say you are brave or stupid?"
However, Fan had a cold expression and showed no fear at all.
"The relationship between us is a transaction.
The premise of the transaction is fairness, so this is the fairness you give me."
Oric was not angry when he heard Fan talking to him in such a tone.
Instead, he smiled lightly and said, "You can't bear it in less than half a day.
Besides, you weren't hurt, but you hurt me."
Many people.”
"That's because they took my stuff."
"Oh" Oric was a little surprised, "Then you are really too careless."
He shook his head and smiled.
"As compensation, I ask them to become my subordinates."
Fan pointed at Mousse who was kneeling on the ground and did not dare to say his last words.
"This is not easy to handle."
Oric rubbed his eyebrows slightly, "You also know.
They are not from the Empire."
"Is there a rule that non-emperors cannot participate in the war?"
"That's not true, but it will always be a bit troublesome, but I can't agree to it.
But there is a condition."
"What conditions."
"A favor."
Oric raised a finger and pulled the corner of his mouth with a strange smile.
"What a favor."
"I haven't thought about it yet.
I will tell you when I think about it."
Fan frowned and nodded after a while, "Okay."
"That's no problem, you can take them away now."
Oric spread his hands easily.
"Oh, by the way, let me remind you that Muzer is my best warrior.
The cost of underestimating the enemy may be beyond your imagination.
We are indeed trading.
But the premise for me to give you fairness is that you have to prove your ability."
"Really, if he is your best warrior."
Fan did not continue to say anything, but everyone could hear the sarcasm in his tone.
After leaving the house, Mous and the others who had witnessed the entire exchange between the two were shocked.
They were really so safe.
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Just with a few words from Fan, weren't the Empire people always harsh on outsiders?
The tone and content of the conversation between Fan and Count Oric surprised them even more.
Oric was the honorary count of the Huma family, the second largest family in the empire.
He ranked among the top ten in the family's power rankings.
However, such a big man did not have the dignity he deserved during his dialogue with Vatican, and he did not even care about Vatican's disrespectful tone.
And what's even more unacceptable to them is.
As a count, Orici actually asked for a favor from Fansuo.
So what is the identity of the Vatican Council?
Mousse and the others couldn't help but fell into deep thinking and horror.
"Thank you."
This thank you came completely from Mousse's heart.
Fan not only saved him, but also saved his loyal subordinates.
"No need to thank me.
I just want you to remember that this is just a deal between us."
Fan said expressionlessly, "I saved you, and you have to obey all my orders."
"Okay."
Mousse nodded heavily.
"You are a group of people with secrets.
I don't care about these secrets, but I want to explain one thing.
If you want to be free, then show me all your skills.
I don't need waste."
Fan continued to add .
"We are not useless" Mousse suddenly straightened his chest.
"Then prove it to me."
"Sir, do you really don't need to worry about those people from the distant ancestor tribe?"
in the corner of the room.
Black shadows flickered vaguely.
"Why should you care?
Wouldn't it be more interesting this way?"
Count Orici half-squinted his eyes in relief, which can be seen.
He is in a good mood now.
"But they are probably reformers."
"They are just a group of useless people who have overused the overloading skills of the ancestor tribes.
They are no different from ordinary people.
At least that is the case now."
Count Orici did not care.
"But aren't you worried that Lady Caroline will be dissatisfied with this?"
Shadow's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost nothing.
When Count Orici heard the name Caroline, the left hand holding his forehead shook involuntarily.
For a person of his level, any uncontrolled changes in the body are extremely inappropriate.
"Caroline" Count Orici sighed quietly, "He is indeed an era, but every era will always pass, isn't it?"
When Count Orici gently said these words, the shadow was stunned for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a plop.
He seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
But this still couldn't stop the fear that was spreading in his heart.
If Origi's heart-wrenching words were put outside, it's hard to imagine what kind of huge sensation it would cause.
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It may even bring disaster to the Huma family.
But why would Oric say that and how dare he reveal his true feelings in front of Shadow?
What on earth is he relying on?
No one knows.
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