610: C610 The Aura of a Tyrant

C610 The Aura of a Tyrant

After five minutes.

Everyone still hadn't made a decision.

The president continued, "The time is indeed a bit long, but there is one advantage - stability."

"Those who want to start a family can do it in these three years"

"Moreover, food and accommodation are provided, the treatment is quite good"

Hearing this.

Everyone gradually became lively.

"Guild leader, let me ask you, what kind of strength is considered tyrannical?"

"Yeah, we don't have a standard for being tyrannical."

The president smiled.

"As long as you have inner strength and above."

"Then I'll sign up."

"I'll sign up too!"

Everyone enthusiastically leaped up.

The guild leader nodded his head silently. "Alright, the people from the Moyang Corporation will be coming to pick. You guys need to be prepared for PK. Who knows, you might choose the strongest person to come."

"Alright, no problem."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ye Fan also roughly understood the significance of the existence of the Civil Clubhouse.

"Alright, then I'll issue the next mission."

"This time, we will assist the army in hunting down a Nihon ninja. Their combat strength is unknown, and their number is unknown. There may be some danger."

"The mission is to kill all the ninjas. After completing it, there will be a reward of about five million yuan. Only two people will be needed."

Ye Fan nodded silently.

The second mission required a shorter period of time.

However, it was filled with danger.

He knew nothing about the enemy, so what was the point of fighting?

But earning money was faster.

The missions were really fun. Each had their own strengths.

"Haha, killing ninjas? Count me in. This is also a contribution to the country."

"And me" Fong Han laughed loudly and stood up.

"With Master Han's help, a mere ninja is nothing."

"I am a warrior of Transforming Strength, and I am very powerful."

...

He listened to the crowd praise him.

Fong Han smiled proudly and sat down again.

"There's still us."

Another two people stood up. Their cultivation realm was almost the same as the first person. They were wearing Taoist robes and had the demeanor of a transcendent being.

Obviously, they came from a certain sect.

Ye Fan looked at the two of them curiously for a few more times.

Their strength was average.

But his momentum was quite strong.

He didn't expect the sect to really exist in the secular world.

He thought the novels were all fake.

They cupped their hands and said, "Master Han, we won't compete for your spot, but we have to use our strength on the other one."

"Haha, as you wish."

Fong Han was very satisfied with how everyone gave him face. He even raised his eyebrows at Ye Fan to show off his position.

Ye Fan ignored him and continued to watch.

Logically speaking, Ouyang Yi liked to do this kind of thing the most.

Why hasn't he appeared yet?

But he didn't like Fong Han.

He was ready to push him out.

Ye Fan looked around and saw no one standing out. He slowly raised his hand. "Count me in."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

They seemed to be thinking about how he was so young, how could he have the strength to take on such a dangerous mission?

"What? Are you worthy?"

Fong Han was burning with anger.

His voice echoed throughout the club.

Fong Han thought that Ye Fan was here to see the world.

He didn't expect Ye Fan to take on such a dangerous mission that he didn't know his own limitations.

Furthermore, his hair was so thick and handsome.

He clearly depended on his face to survive. Why should he accept a mission?

One had to say that Fong Han had a deep hatred for people who had given out a lot of money.

Seeing everyone's shocked gazes, Fong Han calmed his emotions a little.

"Kid, killing a ninja requires at least the strength of Transforming Strength. You are not qualified to participate. Put down your hand."

"It is a small matter if you can't make a name for yourself and earn money. It is a big matter if you delay your life."

Only then did everyone react.

It turned out that Fong Han was worried about Ye Fan. He almost thought that Ye Fan was looking for trouble!

When they thought of this...

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ye Fan was too young.

Being able to train to the inner strength level at the age of twenty years old was already not bad.

How could it be Transforming-strength?

The president also nodded at the side.

He also felt that Ye Fan was too young.

"President, is there a rule that prohibits young people from participating in missions?" Ye Fan asked directly.

"No." The president shook his head lightly.

He heard the correct answer.

Ye Fan slowly turned his gaze to Fong Han. His eyes were cold as he said directly, "If it wasn't for you, why would you butt in?"

"Seeing the three kingdoms shed tears, you should worry for the ancient people."

"I want to die. What can you do to me?"

"You..."

Fong Han felt a chill under his feet.

However, the anger in his heart was rising.

"You don't know what's good for you. I'm worried about your safety. Sigh."

Fong Han looked like he was pitying the world.

His words were filled with endless worries.

However, Ye Fan knew that he was just putting on a show.

It was to prevent him from accepting this mission and ruin his plans.

"What's wrong with the youngsters nowadays?"

"In order to earn money, they are willing to risk their lives."

"They are born with skin and flesh, their parents. You are too irresponsible to speak like this."

"Not only for your own good, but also for your companions."

"In a critical moment on the battlefield, if you are not strong enough, you will make your teammates lose their lives."

Fong Han's trick was very successful.

Many people in the crowd stepped forward to stop Ye Fan.

In an instant, he was condemned by thousands of people.

He became the one who murdered his teammates.

F * ck!

He nailed me to the pillar of shame just like that?

What a joke.

A bunch of bronze actually laughed at the king.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up slightly.

No one should know.

All conspiracies were bubbles in the face of strength.

The spiritual qi on Ye Fan's body surged and spread wildly around him.

In just a split second.

The two people closest to him were sent flying and fell heavily to the ground.

If I don't show my power, I'll be treated like a sick cat.

The two people beside him spoke the fiercest words, and they deserved a beating the most.

Therefore, Ye Fan didn't show any mercy either.

The show of strength was over.

Ye Fan surrounded the crowd.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

Even the injured people didn't dare to make a sound.

What a joke.

How could someone who could send others flying by relying on spirit energy be someone to be trifled with?

"I'll ask you one last time, can I participate?"

No one dared to look Ye Fan in the eye.

No one dared to say no.

Fong Han's expression was very ugly.

It was obvious that he had been enduring it.2

However, he didn't dare to step out again.

The difference in strength wasn't fake.

He asked himself.

He could not do what Ye Fan did.

" Hmph!"

He coldly harrumphed.

Fong Han was like a wronged woman, hiding at the side.

"Hehe, no one objected? Let's do it then."

After that, Ye Fan looked at the people from the two sects.

"Do you still want to participate?"

"Gudong!"

He swallowed his saliva.

The two of them shook their heads.

"I don't want to take part anymore. I think I should take a look at the other missions."

"Yes, I'll leave the task of killing ninjas to you."

"Yeah, that's more like it."

What a bunch of b * tches.

If they didn't show some strength, each of them would have their noses pointed up to their faces.

The candidates had been decided.

The guild leader continued to issue missions.

It seemed like the mission was about to be completed, but Ouyang Yi still did not appear.

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