Under the pavilion, Hua Wuque, Zhang Yang and Dahei were eating barbecue while listening to Ning Fan's thoughts.
After finishing speaking, Hua Wuque asked: "Boy, are you sure you want to do this? Once you choose to stand with this city, you will be under great pressure."
"What the fat man means is to let you protect yourself. In fact, you have already done a good enough job."
"I have thought so before, but I really can't bear to see so many ordinary people become victims of troubled times. The Night King once suppressed the inner world for thousands of years to protect ordinary people. I really don't want to...
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Hua Wuwei nodded: "Your idea is right, but you have to think about it carefully."
"I decided to do this to protect this last habitat, otherwise they will only suffer massacre."
"Then what do you do?" Hua Wuque asked.
Ning Fan thought for a while and said: "What I mean is that if we want to take back the territory, the forces within it must sign an agreement and they must not harm ordinary civilians. If there is any violation, a life will be exchanged for a life."
"This... is a bit difficult."
"It's not difficult. Didn't you go to the depths of Kunlun and bring back a corpse?" Ning Fan continued, "That's the capital I want to negotiate with."
"What are you doing, kid? I managed to get this corpse out, and it contains taboos. If it is really taken out and impregnated with living creatures, it will really be a disaster of destruction."
Ning Fan continued: "If the more than one billion people in Daxia are gone, then there is no need for those forces to exist."
"Okay, I'll tell you this, kid, I will do my best for you."
"Young Master does the same thing."
"Here comes the chicken soup..."
Hua Xiaosao came over with a basin of chicken soup, placed it in front of a few people, and said with a smile: "Master, and uncles, this chicken soup is delicious, hurry up and eat it."
"My little apprentice is so filial, so take a sip first." Hua Wuque said with a smile.
Hua Xiaosao's face was a little stiff and she smiled awkwardly: "It's better for the elders to eat first."
"Go away, do you think you don't know that your kid poisoned this chicken soup?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fan, Zhang Yang, and Dahei's expressions changed, and they all looked at Hua Xiaosao.
Hua Xiaosao's face tightened, and she immediately stepped back, took out a talisman, and said: "Huh, I didn't expect it to be exposed so soon. Anyway, I won't pretend anymore, I am famous..."
"You still have a pangolin, don't you?" Hua Wuque stepped over and slapped him.
The beating made Hua Xiaosao spurt blood from her mouth and nose, and she kept retreating. He wanted to activate the talisman, but found that he had lost contact. He looked at the talisman in his hand in shock: "How is it possible? Why is it useless?"
"Haha, when Master Dao was playing with talismans, you were still a little tadpole."
"impossible!"
Dahei turned into a black shadow and went over, threw Hua Xiaosao to the ground, stretched out his right paw, exposed his sharp claws, and wanted to slap her to death with one claw.
"Dahei, wait." Ning Fan walked over and asked, "Which faction are you from if you want to kill us? Tell me and I will give you a good time."
"That's right, tell me quickly, or I will suppress you in the cesspit for a hundred years." Zhang Yang held a mallet.
"Impossible, I would rather die!"
Hua Xiaosao's face turned red, and her meridians were suddenly severed and she died.
"Oh, it turns out he is still a dead soldier." Hua Wuque said.