Chapter 150: Face slap

In the empty hall, Tang's envoy Han Song's voice appeared sharp and harsh.
Fang Fan blinked, does he feel so good about himself?
Want my city, but also my shop?
The dog system had previously issued a [Power] task to him...that is, let him occupy Jiangcheng and control the power of Jiangcheng to ensure the normal operation of the card shop.
Fang Fan was still sneer at the time, and now it seems that this devastating apocalypse really needs these!
Without strong enough authority, even living is a sin!
Chaotic times...Where can the order come from?
"So, I refuse!"
"Tell you the king of Tang, who is invincible, if he wants to fight, then he will fight!"
"I will kill Weiguo first, and then I will clean up you!"
"Jiangcheng, never fall!"
Fang Fan stood up, although his tone was plain, but the feeling of self-confidence made everyone's eyes suddenly change...
Zhao Zhen and Zhou Ba, who stood on both sides, also looked at Fang Fan with stunned eyes.
They glanced at each other. Although they hadn't spoken, this thought emerged in their hearts at the same time:
"This is not a lunatic, that is a terrifying hero!"
The messenger Han Song's face sank, and he felt that he had absolute confidence during this trip.
He really didn't understand what Fang Fan had worthy of capital...
Which legions under his command can fight and resist? Is it realistic?
Although he has the most elite army, but the number is limited after all!
Dozens of powerful men may be able to slaughter 10,000 elite soldiers, but what about after 10,000? They will get tired too! They also need rest!
But outside the city, there are hundreds of thousands of troops to defend the country!
Even consumption! It also consumes a lot of energy!
"You are killing yourself! You never know how powerful Tang is! Even if it is Weiguo...you can slaughter it at will!"
A sneer appeared on Han Song's face, and his eyes flickered.
"I can make sure that if you refuse Tang Guo's caress, you will die without a burial place! All this you have will eventually disappear!"
"Before the end of the world, you were just an ordinary person. Are you really willing to throw away the glory that you have obtained in the end of the world?"
"By that day, I might see your head fall to the ground..."
Snapped……
A loud slap in the face sounded.
Fang Fan rubbed his arm impatiently.
"Leave here before I change my mind!"
"In fact, I don't care about killing the messenger."
"It's just that I need you to go back and report to the country lord Tang, right? So I won't kill you."
Fang Fan's face showed fearlessness.
Han Song's face was unbelievable, he was slapped in the face!
Who is he! He is the messenger of Tang Dynasty! Standing behind is the entire Tang country! How crazy this guy is!
"You are dead! Do you dare to beat me! I promise you will be killed by a thousand swords!"
"Your family, your friends, everything about you will die because of you! I will let them suffer torture and die!"
Han Song showed a hideous look, stretched out his right hand and waved viciously in front of Fang Fan.
boom……
Click...
Ooo...
Fang Fan blew at the muzzle of the laser pistol, and the right arm of Han Song was shot off with a shot just now.
It's okay to talk more nonsense, but use his relatives and friends as threats...that's death!
It should be a lesson.