162.162 Ancient Mercenaries Thirteen
They were nothing before and could only be bullied by others. Now Fan Ruoyu can give them a new life and a chance to regain their dignity. Why don't they seize it firmly?
Who wants to kneel when they can stand up?
"Let me ask you one last time, do you want to leave?" Fan Ruoyu stepped forward and raised his voice, "No one, then, okay! From now on, you are Fan Ruoyu's people. But there is one thing you must be clear about. Entering
In my field, I can only enter but not exit."
"From now on, you will only call me a fool." The world calls fools and trash. Then she, Fan Ruoyu, tells the world that trash can also trample those who stand high under their feet.
"From today on, from now on, I will let you know how to be a member of the Foolish Organization. Be my eyes and my ears. I will personally teach you how to become a qualified member of the Foolish Organization. Although I do not require
You become my sword on the surface, but you must master both assassination and stealth. Remember that killing is actually an art!" [
"Yes!" All responded.
Fan Ruoyu turned around without stopping at all, "Come back to the military camp with me tomorrow!"
The night is deep.
Wu Sanxun dismissed Wu Sanxun and did not listen to the information she already knew. Fan Ruoyu sat in front of the window, with a deep face hidden in the darkness. Suddenly Fan Ruoyu moved, and the movement was as if it were a rabbit. The top of the hairpin in his hand was already touching the top of the hairpin that he had been hiding in the dark to observe.
on her neck.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" The hairpin on his hand had already pierced a little, and the red blood overflowed.
The visitor said in a hoarse voice: "Master, it's me, Fan Yi!" But he was secretly frightened in his heart. It had only been a few months, but her skills had already improved to the point where he had no room to fight back.
With a straight face, he moved his wrist and took a few steps back. "Why are you here?"
Fan Yi suddenly knelt down and said, "Master, please punish me. Fan Yi was not well protected. The general and Huansha were captured and taken to Kyoto." He finally escaped, but because he was seriously injured, he could not come to Fan Ruoyu in time. He didn't rush until he got better recently.
Come quickly.
Fan Ruoyu put away the hairpin and inserted it into his head again. When she did it just now, she could smell the smell of blood on his body. She sighed, "You have suffered!"
"No, Fan Yi is not bitter, Fan Yi just hates himself for betraying his master's trust!" He just looked at Fan Ruoyu as if he already knew about it, not surprised or worried at all.
Fan Ruoyu raised his hand, "If they want to take action, you can't stop them." However, "Is Fancheng still alive?" is within our control.
"They only captured the general and Huan Sha, but they didn't take action on the others!" Fan Yi's face was a little pale, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.
"Xiao Zhen," Fan Ruoyu called softly.
"Master!" Xiao Zhen came in and was shocked when he saw Fan Yixin kneeling on the ground. Who is he? What brought him in? His face darkened, "Master, please punish me!"
"Get up!" Fan Ruoyu glanced at Xiao Zhen, "Fan Yi, my guard in Fancheng!"
Xiao Zhen stood up as he was told, and Fan Yi also stood up after receiving Fan Ruoyu's nod. However, the injuries on his body had not healed yet and he was a little weak. Xiao Zhen secretly glanced at Fan Yi, lowered his head, and his expression kept changing.
Finally, he took a step, knelt down again, and leaned over, "Master, Xiao Zhen accepts the punishment."
"Well, you deserve the punishment!"
Chapter completed!