"Brother, what do you mean?" Meng Bumi's expression suddenly changed and said with great dissatisfaction.
"What are you going to do? Didn't you say you disdain that the Monks don't know how to make decisions?" The saint next to him said in surprise.
Damn, the reaction was so intense! Jiang Fan was stunned and suddenly felt that he was oversighted. These two people had always suspected that they had made the Monk clan's idea, but they were still very dissatisfied. Old Man Meng couldn't stand it all the time, and always thought about it.
Even work is not done.
"Hmph, then I'll make it clear. Starting from the fact that I joined forces with you, Monk, what do you think you have done? To put it bluntly, I don't know what the Monk is like now without me, and the three major forces are looking for it.
What, don’t you really know?" Jiang Fan said bluntly.
"Of course, it may involve the secrets of your Monks. I understand if you don't say it, but you have to cooperate. When it comes to serious matters, I will give you the money. Now when it comes to people, you still have to cooperate.
Come and bargain?" Jiang Fan then accused.
"People can't always think about doing something that makes people stick to sesame seeds. You are like a fool! You are worried that those little bit of manpower are still empty, is there any difference between them and no longer? It's related to your life and death of the Monks,
Do you still have the intention to do some tricks?" Jiang Fan said.
"I tell you, Old Man Meng, I have been patient in this way. Now I am impatient. Do you listen to my arrangements? If you don't listen, I'll leave. You can deal with the three major forces by yourself!" No
It was okay, but when Jiang Fan's resentment broke out completely and became tough.
"Don't think that your Monk tribe has any name, but also protects our safety. Bullshit, my more than 2,000 Qinglong tribe is not alive well? And it's developing very well. I'm short of staff now, but it will soon be
People are replenishing!" Jiang Fan warned bluntly again.
"Forget it, I won't say it anymore. The more I talk, the more I get more popular, I'm going to attack you, the idea of the Monk tribe, Humph, I'm not happy to ask me to be the patriarch! Old Man Meng, tell me, do you follow my arrangements? Listen,
I continued, if I don’t listen, I will take people away immediately!" Jiang Fan said the ultimatum.
Meng Bumi was stunned by Jiang Fan's machine gun-like whirlwinds, his face turned red and white, and the saint was also stunned and at a loss for a moment. Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan suddenly showed up completely.
Jiang Fan really said that Meng Bumi and the Saint's mind were thinking, just to use Jiang Fan to deal with the three major forces, and he was also guarded in his heart.
"I won't talk, right? Well, I'll leave. The joint efforts will be invalid. Then one billion will be given to you. You can spend whatever you like!" Jiang Fan waited for a few seconds and saw that the two of them didn't talk. He stood up in a hurry when he saw that they didn't talk.
He said coldly, turned around and left.
"Uh, brother, don't leave, don't be excited, I didn't say you're going to hit me with the Monk!" Jiang Fan was about to leave, but Meng Bumi finally recovered and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Fan's sleeve.
Smile.
Although the words are very ugly and make Meng Bumi very embarrassed, he is not tough, mainly because he is said to be the key.
Damn, I'm still here to play Tai Chi without talking about the key points! Jiang Fan didn't throw Meng Bumi, looked at him and said lightly: "Don't pull and pull, let go!"
"Brother, if you have something to say, sit down first, sit down and have a little tea, let's talk slowly!" Meng Bumi did not let go, smiled awkwardly, and winked at the saint.
"I'm just a big deal, I don't want to work together, there's nothing to say!" I was so happy in my heart that I said that, but I still hoped to use the Monk tribe. Jiang Fan put pressure on his face and didn't really force it.
Going away.
"Okay, four hundred is four hundred, can you listen to yours?" Meng Bumi had no choice but to sigh and surrender.
"This is almost the same. Wouldn't it be better if this would have been done? As for what makes you angry?" Jiang Fan was happy, but he still pretended to be unhappy on his face, sat down, picked up the saint's tea with water and sipped it.
drink.
"Brother, I'm not without courage, nor the kind of person who always wants to be the one who sticks sesame with dry hands. I really can't do anything about it. You have to understand my situation!" Seeing that Jiang Fan still had a bad face, I was immoral.
I have to play the tragedy card.
"Okay, okay, don't say it so miserable. This situation is also caused by yourself. Of course, there is no way to be beaten when you are always passive, especially if I appear, I am still so timid. You deserve it!" Jiang Fan didn't
Eat this set, sneered.
"Brother, you have to talk about what to do if you call out four hundred people!" Meng Bumi was quite embarrassed and had to change the subject awkwardly and asked.
"Walking out of the Mengcheng area and going deep into the territory of the three major forces, four hundred people and me combined, and whenever they have the chance to attack their core level, such as those god kings and the god emperor's mansions, they will take down their old nests!" Jiang Fan did not do it either
He got entangled again and stopped when he saw the opportunity, and smiled gloomyly.
"Ah, attack those people's mansions!" Meng Bumi was shocked and looked surprised.
"It's not right, they are just sensually sensually. It's almost the same unless you participate in it in person!" The saint was also shocked and questioned weakly.
"Of course, they will not die when they are not in the mansion. There are people from your Monk tribe, and there are people from my Qinglong tribe. As for my participation in person, we will talk about the situation then!" Jiang Fan comforted.
Meng Wudi, the saint thought about it and was still worried, but it was hard to say anything. He could only leave it to fate. Jiang Fan saw it, and they were still worried and felt that it was necessary to show the strength of the Qinglong clan, otherwise they would not have confidence. Some things
I'm afraid the effect will be reduced when it is performed.
"In addition, I also want your people to cooperate with me and take action in the Mengcheng area to directly attack people from the three major forces. Of course, the main target is the old dog man Sikong Fu Lord!" Then Jiang Fan continued to tell the plan.
"What, you want to take action in Mengcheng area! How to take action? Isn't this a disaster for my tribe?" Meng Bumi asked in a hurry, which was much more serious than sending 400 people.
"Although we promised to listen to you, you can't do anything randomly. I don't agree with this plan!" The saint immediately refused.
"What are you excited about? Listen to me first. You shouldn't object!" Jiang Fan glared at the saint unhappily.
"Pick a good place and find the right target. After I succeed, I will let all the Munch people in the surrounding villages disappear. This way, there is no way to investigate, and I will not suspect that you have participated. The Munch people are also victims, and it is done by the Qinglong tribe.
Ghost!" Then Jiang Fan explained briefly.
"Let all my tribe disappear! What does this mean?" Meng Bumi was shocked and confused.
"How can my tribe members disappear? It is absolutely not allowed to hurt them!" The saint was also very puzzled, not caring about being scolded just now, and asked with a serious warning.
"I have a way to transfer them all quietly and send them to another place to live, and they will not be hurt at all!" Jiang Fan explained vaguely.
"The people disappeared mysteriously in groups of people, and the people of the three major forces were naturally panicked. The Monks had inconvenient transportation, and the people who entered were eliminated. It took time to send people to come. It was just that they slacked off because of fear. It would be even more difficult for them to find something.
Is it done?" Jiang Fan then analyzed.
"Well, this is a bold plan. But why did you let my tribe members transfer quietly? Where can I transfer? There are many people in a village, ranging from hundreds to thousands, so many people must be
Those who want to leave traces!" Meng Bumi was moved, but he said in suspicion.
"You don't need to know where to transfer it. I promise they are safe!" Jiang Fan asked tentatively after hesitating.