When Tu Yan first appeared, Lin Pingfan was in a daze because of the impact of internal force. Although he could see his back clearly, he did not see clearly.
Until now, he felt relieved a little and was shocked to find that Tu Yangang was not the man with a baseball cap!
The man with a baseball cap is only about 1.7 meters tall and his body is a little thin.
At that time, the man was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, with only his eyes exposed, his eyes were calm and calm, deep and restrained.
But Tu Yangang in front of him was two meters tall and was so burly that it was unreasonable.
Especially his eyes were filled with killing and domineering that only appeared on the battlefield.
There is a huge difference between the two!
At this moment, Lin Pingfan was completely confused.
In his eyes, the number one war god in Yanxia is equivalent to the number one master in Yanxia.
It seems that only the number one god of war in Yanxia can do it.
But now it seems that it was Tu Yangang who crushed him at the beginning, but someone else!
In Yanxia, there is such a powerful existence!
he……
Who is it!
He became interested in Lin's jade seal and rescued Buddha again.
Could it be that man is behind everything!?
If the man with a baseball cap is really the leader behind the scenes, he can instantly understand why the old ghost didn't let him touch the line in the imperial capital!
That man is so scary!
Even the young master is no match for him!
With the emergence of Tu Yangang, all speculations and analysis were completely subverted.
The complexity of things seems to have entered a new level.
If you want to fight against a man with a cap, you may not be as simple as establishing your own power!
When Tu Yan saw Lin Pingfan not responding, he shook his head helplessly and continued, "Lin Pingfan, this time the Emperor can let go of Mo Huaiyuan, because of the sake of the young master's face."
"The second is that Mr. Lu pleads with mercy in front of the emperor."
As his words fell, Lin Pingfan was pulled out of his contemplation.
"Old Lu!?"
Lin Pingfan was a little surprised when he heard the words "Lao Lu".
It seems that he and Mr. Lu don’t have much social interaction, but they have met him several times when he was treating the Emperor.
At best, you can just say hello when you meet.
"However, there is a requirement to let Mo Huaiyuan go." Tu Yangang suddenly said again.
"What are the requirements!" Lin Pingfan asked weakly withstood his physical pain.
Tu Yan hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Become my subordinate."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Pingfan couldn't help but frowned: "What do you mean!"
“Literally.”
"You are the chief in charge of the Royal Ghost Army."
Tu Yangang seemed to have a lot of objection to this decision. After all, Lin Pingfan was beaten half to death by Ouyang Xing.
Even though he is a young master, his strength is still much inferior.
He didn't know that Lin Pingfan did not resist Ouyang Xing from beginning to end, thinking that Lin Pingfan did not have the strength to fight Ouyang Xing.
The Imperial Ground and the Five Frontiers have essential differences.
The five borders are responsible for resisting foreign invasions, while the Imperial Army maintains stability in the territory and is also the guardian army around the Emperor.
Moreover, the importance of the Imperial Gate is definitely above the five borders.
If one day the war begins, the Imperial Ghost Army will not only protect the security of the territory, but also the top leaders of Yanxia, but also separate the soldiers and join the five borders to resist foreign invasions.
In other words, the Imperial Army holds several positions, and the soldiers are even more elite than the soldiers in the Five Frontiers.
Such an important divine army gave the position of chief training supervisor to a doctor who only knew how to cure diseases. Tu Yangang was very dissatisfied.
But he had no choice, this was the emperor's oral order.
Lin Pingfan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, nodded and said, "I don't seem to have any other choice."
The premise of letting go of Mo Huaiyuan is to take over the position of chief coach.
Therefore, Lin Pingfan had no reason to refuse.
It can be considered as a matter of exemption from one of my own worries.
"You were beaten badly by Ouyang Xing, but the superiors asked you to go to the Haizhou Royal Branch to report tomorrow. If you can't report on time tomorrow, you don't have to be the chief coach."
"Our Royal Grove God Army is all iron-clad men, not sick doctors."
Finally, Tu Yan just left such a sentence, and the "whistle" sound of a helicopter came from the sky. He stepped on the ladder and left Haizhou directly.
From beginning to end, this number one war god in Yanxia did not look down on Lin Pingfan.
And inside and outside, he was also implicitly mocking him for being beaten up miserably by Ouyang Xing.
As Tu Yangang left, Mo Huaiyuan dared to speak: "Little ungrateful wolf, I'll let the old ghost treat you now!"
Before Lin Pingfan could refuse, he had already taken out his cell phone and decisively called the old ghost: "Old man, where did you die? The little ungrateful wolf was almost beaten to death by Ouyang Xing's reckless man!"
"Hurry back to Haizhou and cure the little ungrateful wolf's injury!"
Before the old ghost could reply, he had already hung up the phone.
"Master Two, although I am seriously injured, I don't have to bother with the old ghost." Lin Pingfan said in a weak tone.
"Fart, even if you have thirteen needles in the ghost gate, can you still give yourself acupuncture!" Mo Huaiyuan wiped away his tears, his eyes full of heartache and regret, but his tone was still the same as before.
"You are because of my injury. I can't watch you hurt. I have to toss the old immortal who is free and easy outside!"
"I'll send you back to Shanhaitian Palace, and the old ghost should be able to arrive soon!"
After saying that, he picked up Lin Pingfan and ran towards the parking lot.
But he had just taken two steps, and suddenly there were roars of the engine behind him.
A few seconds later, there was the rapid braking sound of the tire scratching.
Stopped and turned around and saw a pink beetle.
Behind this Beetle sedan, there are more than a dozen black sedans!
The convoy stopped quickly and all doors were opened.
The bodyguards looked fierce and fierce, holding sticks in their hands, as if they were going to fight with someone.
The door of the Beetle sedan, led by the leader, opened quickly, with bandages wrapped around his head, and Qian Yuehan, wearing a white long skirt, hurried out of the car.
Even though she knew that it was the God of War that was making things difficult for Lin Pingfan, she decided to fight to the death and protect Lin Pingfan and thoroughly!
She had already made a promise in her heart to share life and death with Lin Pingfan!
When she saw the extremely weak Lin Pingfan in Mo Huaiyuan's arms, her face full of blood and extremely weak, her already worried little face suddenly became nervous, and tears flashed in her beautiful eyes!
"Brother Pingfan!"
"What's wrong with you! Why are you so seriously injured!"
He ran all the way and rushed to Mo Huaiyuan. Looking at the weak and embarrassed Lin Pingfan, tears finally couldn't stop flowing out.
"Did Ouyang Xing do it!?"
"Where is he! I fought with him, wuwu..."
The voice was choked and the words were determined.
Lin Pingfan was moved inside. He could see that it was true that Qian Yuehan wanted to fight Ouyang Xing desperately.
Who wouldn't be moved by such a brave girl?
It’s a pity that Lin Pingfan already has something to do.
He stretched out his pale palm and touched Qian Yuehan's head like a big brother.
He forced a smile and comforted him: "I'm fine, it's already done."
However, this very intimate action did not attract Qian Yuehan's shyness, but her expression froze on her white cheeks.
And her eyes focused on the faceless man's mask full of blood on the ground...