Chapter 1769: Can't be a war slave

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A loud slap in the face sounded, and Fang Fan withdrew his hand indifferently.
"Pay attention to your posture!"
"You are my war slave!"
"This is the first time, I can choose to forgive, no matter how rude, directly obliterate!"
"Go and assemble the 308 Bronze Legion! Ready to go with me!"
Fang Fan yelled coldly, his eyes flickered, all kinds of thoughts were tumbling in his mind, and everything was settled!
It's this kind of feeling that becomes especially real invisible!
After being slapped in the face of 308 Bronze Legion Commander Hot Spring suddenly became calm, he took a breath, and retreated silently...
Just now, it was just a little unbearable at the beginning, and after the reaction came, it became silent...
He has lost all his chips! At this moment, besides being forced to endure or being forced to endure, can he have a better way?
Either die or choose to obey Fang Fan's order and become Fang Fan's war slave.
All kinds of complicated thoughts circulated in the hot spring's mind, and finally opened his mouth speechlessly, and lowered his head speechlessly...
"Follow... Follow the order... Lord..."
The haughty head of the hot spring drooped silently, and the depression and craziness in the eyes were vividly displayed, but in the end they all turned into a sigh... In the end, you can only lower your head silently and let everything go away with the smoke...
If you want to live, you can only choose to accept...
The Central Military Account suddenly fell into silence, and the breathing was particularly true...
Fang Fan scanned the surroundings and saw Xin An, the former First Black Iron Legion Supervisor...
"Don't... don't kill me..."
"I...I can't say anything...really..."
"Also... I can become a war slave, and I can also be a war slave..."
Xin An was about to cry directly...it was so miserable! This day can't go on...
An hour ago he was even planning how to cheat Fang Fan. How long has it been? All changed? Completely changed...
The magnitude of the change is too great, a bit surprising.
"One-star sanctuary..."
"Hehe... It's a pity that I don't need a war slave like you..."
"Let you be a war slave and waste my holy war slave card, it won't be worth it..."
Fang Fan silently stepped forward, raising the sword in his hand and directly beheading Xin An who was bound.
The smell of blood in the central military tent became more and more intense.
The blood splashed on the hot spring's face, making him feel a warm feeling...
He took a deep breath. He knew very well that if he continued to choose to resist, or if he had moved some murderous intentions, his fate would now be the same as Xin An, and he would definitely die...
Now this life was picked up.
"Place his corpse and record it on the battle report after we return from Devilheart City..."
"Just record the 308 Bronze Legion No. 1 Dark Iron Legion Supervisor Xin An was beheaded by the dark camp cultivators in battle!"
Fang Fan directly made further arrangements. He thought that such an arrangement was still very reasonable, at least from the perspective of overall planning, it would be able to avoid the temple's suspicion of him to a great extent.
Before the foundation is not strong enough, it is necessary to choose dormancy.
If today's affairs were to be known to the Temple of the Light Alliance, he would basically be over.
For the Temple of the Light Alliance, what they need is a docile sheep and a mighty hero, not a wise and ferocious Wolf King. The rules here are obvious.