Chapter 1693: Robbery

"I want all the deserted war slaves here!"
"Tsk... these deserted clan war slaves are a good thing. They're up, they'll be the best for them..."
"Whether it is male or female, one by one is qualified cannon fodder!"
Just as Fang Fan was thinking about it, there was a rough voice outside the door, and he saw a man with a beard and face strode in, wearing a stubborn and sharp body, who looked like an officer in the army.
"Hello, all the deserted war slaves here have been purchased by this bishop, so please come again next time."
The white-robed young man hesitated for a moment, he probably saw that this rough man was not easy to provoke, but in the end he gritted his teeth and walked over to remind him.
"How many mean?"
"Do you think I can't afford to contribute points? Or do you think he is a clergyman?"
"Labor and capital still don't eat this one!"
"Today the labor and management put their words here, what can the special labor and management want these deserted war slaves?"
"Labor and capital are also fighting the battlefield for the temple, why? How many cannon fodder from war slaves are not enough?"
"These desert clan war slaves are all labor and capital!"
"You, go away!"
The rough man strode over, appearing wild, even standing directly in front of Fang Fan with an arrogant posture.
Fang Fan squinted his eyes secretly, and his eyes flickered...
He never wanted to find things, but many things... all kinds of troubles have to find him.
"I remind you again, I have bought these deserted war slaves."
"Make trouble again, at your own risk!"
Fang Fan coldly glanced at the brutal man with a beard. He thought that he had done his best to be benevolent. It was normal for him to change his behavior. He had already rushed forward. The time at this time is indeed special... …
Relatively speaking, some influence should be paid attention to. After all, this is the Shrine of the Bright Alliance, and he is also here for the first time.
"Huh?"
"You pretend to be something special?"
"Aren't you just a fifth-rank bishop? What? How awesome do you really think you are?"
"Do you know who this is in front of you?"
"Huangfukui, deputy commander of the Third Silver Army of the Azure Dragon Corps!"
"A fifth-rank bishop, let me be a man with his tail tucked in, get out!"
Before the rough youth could speak this time, a cultivator with white skin and tender skin walked over directly, arrogantly unusual.
"I don't care who you are, the desert clan war slaves, it is already mine!"
"This is the Temple of the Light Alliance, not a place where you can go wild! Get out!"
Fang Fan frowned. Originally, he just wanted to come over and buy these deserted war slaves. Didn't expect to encounter these things here, and all kinds of troubles continue?
"Grass! What kind of attitude do you have? You are so arrogant in front of our deputy commander Huangfu?"
"Teach you how to be a man today!"
When the cultivator with white face saw that Fang Fan didn't give him face, he was furious and immediately began to scream, shouting that the sharp voice almost made Fang Fan die on the spot. The sound was not too harsh, and the head buzzed suddenly.
The cultivator with white and tender face yelled as he lifted his hand and wanted to scrape Fang Fan a big ear.
Snapped……
There was a loud slap in the face, and Fang Fan had already shot in advance.
A slap in the face, clear.
This white-faced cultivator looked arrogant, but he was actually an emperor realm cultivator.