Chapter 1738: roar

As Fang Fan spoke, his eyes became sharper.
At this moment, it is the real competition!
The crowd was silent...The heads of everyone were hanging down, unwilling to be the next victim.
The corps commander of the 308 Bronze Legion confronted with the inspector. They, these little horses, can choose to retreat as much as possible.
After all, relatively speaking, they can't afford to mix up these things. If they are careless, they will be cold.
The bloodshot eyes in the hot spring eyes of the 308 Bronze Legion Commander Hot Spring grew more and more, and the twitching of the corners of his mouth also increased. The fool could see the crazy fluctuations in his heart at this moment.
Unwilling? anger? regardless of costs? Even all kinds of emotions boiled in my mind, and they all turned into deep sighs...
Everything... is over!
"What the Supervisor Fang Fan said is what!"
"As for the report to the temple...it hasn't reached that point! It's completely unnecessary...just don't disturb it!"
"Perhaps the commander of the Black Iron Army of Mozambique can play a stronger role under the supervision of Fang Fan!"
308 Bronze Legion Chief Hot Spring took a deep breath, and then swallowed it deeply...
There are only zero and countless concessions and admissions.
At this moment, the 308 Bronze Legion Chief Hot Spring is still caught in this strange circle.
"I knew that the head of the Hot Springs Corps would make the right choice!"
"If it can be resolved peacefully, it's the best, why bother to stir up the crowd to alarm the high-level temple?
Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, then he said with a chuckle.
"Yes...it is the truth..."
Hot spring nodded, gritted his teeth and said, at this moment, he can only choose to compromise.
On the whole, this is the only choice at present.
"Gailen, take the first Dark Iron Legion, the commander of the Mozan Dark Iron Legion, and the third Dark Iron Legion, and follow me back to the eastern part of Star Moon Island for garrison!"
Fang Fan waved his hand, then strode out of the military tent.
The hot spring forced some smiles, watching Fang Fan and the others stay away without being moved...
As soon as Fang Fan walked out of the military tent, frantic roars came from the central military tent.
"Asshole! Waste!"
"Waste! All waste!"
"Why don't you die!"
"Get out! Get out of me!"
"From now on, without my order, anyone who dares to act rashly will be dealt with directly by military law!"
With the roar of Hesty in the Central Military Tent, Fang Fan gradually walked away.
"Supervisor, this time...Thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I won't escape death this time!"
The commander of the Third Dark Iron Legion, Mo Sang sighed, with a grateful expression on his face.
He is not stupid, he can see exactly what the situation is just now, and he also understands Fang Fan's role in it. If Fang Fan insisted on taking him, I am afraid he has fallen into the 308 Bronze Legion. Legion commander hot spring hands...
And he has done so many things this time, once he falls into the hands of the hot spring, I am afraid it is an extravagant wish to ask for a good death!
"No thanks, these are what I should do!"
"I promised you, follow me, and I will give you the glory of being a soldier!"
"Soldiers will die in battle even if they are still dead!"
"It's impossible to be framed by a villain conspiracy!"
"From now on, you will be my right-hand man! I believe you!"
Fang Fan patted Mo Sang on the shoulder and said earnestly.
From Fang Fan's perspective, he felt that Mosang was a real general and sergeant! He possesses the most traditional sergeant glory and character.