"Of course not. Just have those 400 masters going out. If you want someone to fight and kill, you shouldn't jump to the roof!" Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled.
The saint suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, Meng Bumi's heavy expression also eased a lot. It was enough not to send people out, and it didn't matter if he hired people on the territory of the Monk tribe.
"I want to lend you the outside intelligence personnel of the Monk tribe and give me a thousand people!" Jiang Fan asked.
"What, you want the intelligence personnel of my tribe outside, and there are still a thousand!" Meng Bumi was shocked and stared at Jiang Fan with a suspicion and asked, "What do you want so many people to do?" The saint was also very surprised and looked at Jiang Fan in confusion.
Neither of them was very excited. Among those people, there were very few talisman masters, and there were only a few dozen of them out of nearly 10,000. In addition, Jiang Fan just said that they were not fighting and killing, and those people had been outside for many years, so they really didn't mean sending people from the clan to the outside world.
"I remember I told you before that I had my own secret base outside. This time I asked them to help me in my territory!" Jiang Fan thought about it and decided to reveal some of it. The level of cooperation was much better than before, so I could show some of it, so he explained.
"Well, you said, where is it?" Meng Bumi's eyes lit up and asked hurriedly.
"My bases are located within the three major spheres of influence!" Jiang Fan replied.
"Uh, it's among the mountains, hiding in the mountains is not very meaningful!" Meng Bumi was stunned and shook his head indifferently.
"Haha, I said, why don't you stay there if you have your own base? You're going to come to my Mengcheng area!" The saint also smiled with a clear smile, with a hint of pride, the Monks still have a role to you.
"Damn, what's the point of hiding in the mountains? Am I doing that miserable? You guys are too underestimating people!" Jiang Fan said with some depression and displeasure.
"Oh, can't you still be in the city? That's also very uncomfortable. You're sneaking all day long. It's amazing to do some information, make some materials, do assassination and destruction, etc., which won't do much effect!" Meng Bumi still disagreed and looked down upon.
"This is also called a base? According to what you said, I, the Monk tribe, have at least a few hundred bases in the outside world!" The saint said with some amused sarcasm.
"Brother, if you want my people to help you with your base, it is very risky, and those intelligence personnel are not very strong!" Meng Bumi reminded with a frown, which also implied that Jiang Fan's request was inappropriate and indirectly disagree.
"Saint, what do you mean by the base?" Jiang Fan asked with a smile.
"You must have a certain scale of territory, a certain staff, and be self-sufficient. You have the final say within the base. You can move freely and provide support to people outside!" The saint glanced at Jiang Fan and replied.
"This situation is called a base, right? Then my base is very qualified, better than you think!" Jiang Fan said proudly with a smile.
"Impossible, can the city lord allow you to be so arrogant?" The saint said suspiciously, and Meng Bumi looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief.
"Why is it not allowed? The city lord is my person. With a command, I can call out the guards in the city and even take them to attack the city!" Jiang Fan said with a lip.
Meng Bumi and the Saint looked at each other in front of each other. The Saint suddenly came to Jiang Fan and sniffed. Jiang Fan was startled and quickly moved away. Damn, if you get closer, you will be kissed by you!
"What are you doing? You are not a mouse, and I am not eating!" Jiang Fan said unhappily.
"It doesn't have the smell of wine, he didn't drink!" The saint ignored Jiang Fan's questioning and targeted Meng Bumidao.
"I haven't drunk, brother, I'm a little confused. Where are you talking about? Why has the city lord become your person? It seems that any city in the Talisman Realm is controlled by three major forces, and there is no city lord outside of the power!" Meng Bumi questioned with great doubt.
Uh, it turns out that these two people thought I was talking nonsense! Jiang Fan felt depressed and explained in detail: "It's nothing. Some cities in the three spheres of influence have been controlled by me. Just like now I am Meng Ren, the original lord has changed to my person by disguise!"
"Oh, so that's it, it's so clever!" Meng Bumi and the Saint immediately understood, were shocked and admired him even more. Meng Bumi asked extremely sensitively: "How many cities have you controlled?"
"Not many, it's not long before it starts, there are dozens of cities!" Jiang Fan responded vaguely. There is no need to say the specific number, just let them know that this is the case.
"Damn, brother, you are awesome, you can't accept it!" Meng Bumi was shocked again and completely convinced.
"This is nothing. In the near future, hundreds of cities will be controlled by me, followed by thousands of cities, and finally the entire Talisman God Realm will be under my control!" Jiang Fan said with domineering confidence.
"Uh, are you too optimistic? Dozens of cities are easy to control, and hundreds of cities are too difficult. It is impossible to control the entire Talisman God Realm!" The saint frowned and felt that Jiang Fan was talking big and pouring cold water on it.
"Is that so? Hehe, let me tell you the truth. I came to the Fu Shen Realm to do this, otherwise why would I come to the Fu Shen Realm to do?" Jiang Fan curled his lips and said boldly.
"Okay, believe it or not, now you know the situation, how is it? Let me leave these thousand people to rest assured!" Jiang Fan asked in a long time.
Meng Bumi and the Saint were shocked by Jiang Fan, staring at Jiang Fan for a long time without saying anything, and were in a daze.
"Hey, what are you talking about, are you mute?" Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything, Jiang Fan said unhappily.
"Uh, yes, yes, ask, what exactly do these thousand people do?" Meng Bumi finally recovered, responded quickly, and asked curiously.
"Although you control these cities, it is not advisable to expose them. Some things must be trustworthy. A small number of people who borrowed you will help defend the city, most of them will help manage some industries, and collect information at the same time!" Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction and explained.
"We have their own work areas in the outside world. We have drawn out a thousand people. A large blank area has appeared?" The saint suddenly remembered something and said with some confusion.
"What's the matter? You don't develop outside, and your intelligence collection ability is average. You can draw out some meaningless people from places, give up too far away, and adjust the focus of intelligence collection!" Jiang Fan said disapprovingly.
When the saint heard this, he nodded and felt it made sense. Meng Bumi was inspired by the word "developing outward". His eyes were rumbling and he suddenly smiled flatteringly, "Brother, let's discuss it, can you see if the people who help me control how many cities?"
"Father, why are you?" the saint said in shock.
"Hey, Old Man Meng, why has your thoughts changed? Aren't you not involved in the outside world? You won't breed ambitions!" Jiang Fan showed surprise and then said suspiciously.
"Well, it definitely does not breed ambitions. Look, if my people can control several cities, they can control the industries in the main city, which will be helpful to our tribe's economy, and they can also obtain the talisman seal very conveniently!" A trace of cunning flashed in Meng Bumi's eyes, and he hurriedly denied and explained.
"Yes, this idea is good. The price for us to buy the talisman sacred talisman seal is tens of millions. It is only more than one million for outsiders to buy it. It can be easily purchased. It is very good for strengthening our clan!" The saint suddenly shouted excitedly.
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