Let's not talk about swords, guns, swords and halberds, just talk about Zhao Wushang and others. Originally, he just wanted to kill them all, but... following the situation, he became the chief escort inexplicably.
And my own thoughts have also changed.
I have been thinking about whether it is better to kill him? Or to cultivate a group of relationships with the headquarters?
But this incident was completely inconsistent with the original plan.
As well as the four Wuhou who attacked him, he had long wanted to kill them.
But I've been putting it off for four days and still haven't found the opportunity.
"Zuo Guanglie is so slow to find someone..."
Fang Che thought to himself.
But he didn't expect that Zuo Guanglie had been looking for him like crazy in the past two days.
That day he said there was probably a big fish, but Zuo Guanglie just thought of meritorious service.
As a result, just one day later, there was a notification about the number of guardians.
Zuo Guanglie's eyes immediately turned red.
Moreover, the master he found had redder eyes.
What the hell...could it be that Deacon Fang was talking about a sub-rudder?
And he happens to be the branch of the Night Demon Cult?
That would be great.
Even if it's not, it's still a great achievement.
So I looked forward to Fang Che every day, but Fang Che was very busy these days and didn't go.
Zuo Guanglie has been looking around at the gate every day these days, almost becoming a gate guard.
Otherwise, it would not have been such a coincidence that the Starlight Helmsman and Zhao Wushang were brought in directly...
…
The second day.
Fang Che's arrival was extremely early.
Inexplicably, I feel that the atmosphere in the hall is a bit depressing, and I am very curious, what is going on?
Jing Xiuyun came over to explain his doubts: "It is said that... the commander of the Southeast Headquarters, Mr. Zhao Shanhe, was scolded by Lord Jiu... Now the guard hall needs to be rectified..."
"What's going on?"
Fang Che was confused: What did Zhao Shanhe do again?
"It is said that Zhao Shanhe introduced a smile service policy in the southeast guard hall because the snowstorm was particularly severe here and all industries were withered. In order to vigorously develop people's livelihood... But Master Jiu found out about it, and Master Jiu became furious."
"Say... the guarding hall is a violent organization, why do you want to provide service with a smile? When facing the devils of the demon sect, you have to smile and communicate?... Mr. Zhao should not have meant this originally, but... he was slapped in the face anyway...
"
Fang Che understood.
I have already finished the escort agency affairs, so the smile service is of no use?
That can't be the case, right?
"Mr. Zhao is so unlucky."
Fang Che made a gloating expression and said: "This kind of petty officer should be punished by Master Jiu!"
"Shh!"
Jing Xiuyun raised his finger: "Don't say this nonsense."
He smiled and returned to his seat.
Zhao Ying'er came over intentionally or unintentionally and asked, "What did Jing Xiuyun say to you just now?"
"I didn't say anything." Fang Che was a little stunned.
How to ask this.
Zhao Ying'er said: "Deacon Jing is a family man, so you have to be careful. My brother-in-law is very capable. You haven't seen the fat man who offended Deacon Jing a few days ago... Well, Fatty Hong Er has now become Cripple Hong Er.
Got it? Got beaten!"
Fang Che was shocked: "Ahhh?"
"You're right to stay away from her."
Zhao Ying'er smiled, turned around and left.
As soon as Zhao Ying'er left, Jing Xiuyun came over and asked, "What did Zhao Ying'er say about me just now?"
"..."
Fang Che was completely defeated.
Women, women...
Then someone came to inform: "Deacon Fang is going to the Merit Pavilion to calculate his merits."
Fang Che then arrived at the Gongxun Pavilion.
"Total, seven thousand nine hundred and ten meritorious deeds. Congratulations to Deacon Fang, you still have two thousand meritorious deeds left before you can be upgraded to a second-level deacon."
"Oh? I remember when I calculated my merits that day, wasn't it seven thousand eight hundred? Why was there one hundred and eleven more?"
"At the end of today, there will be a unified settlement. One day's worth will count as a little merit; being intercepted by four Wuhou will also add merit, because if the merit is enough, it will arouse the opponent's murderous intention, but it can also be regarded as attracting the opponent's four Wuhou, although it has not yet been done.
He was arrested, but it can be considered a meritorious service. So that’s all it adds up to.”
"Oh...that's it."
Fang Che understood: "If you think about it this way, wouldn't you be able to become a veteran if you don't do anything and just work hard day by day for hundreds of years?"
"The highest level of merit can only be accumulated up to the level of deacon. If you don't have the merit of killing the demon sect monster, and you only accumulate the highest level, you can only reach the level of deacon after 100,000 years."
"That's fair enough."
"really."
Fang Che came out and met Zuo Guanglie head-on. Zuo Guanglie grabbed him, as if he had found a treasure: "Deacon Fang! Deacon Fang! You must wait for me to come out!"
He hurriedly walked in, still turning his head and shouting: "You must wait for me to come out!"
Fang Che sighed.
I had to wait for him.
Then I heard Zuo Guanglie inside: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Just tell me the number... Okay... let's go!"
Then.
Zuo Guanglie came out with a face as anxious as his butt was on fire.
He grabbed Fang Che and said, "Deacon Fang, has the nest you made been made?"
Fang Che smiled bitterly: "How can it be so fast to make a nest? It's just that the fish inside should still be there."
"Then let's go catch fish."
"There must be a network. It won't work if the network is not strong."
"How about the king level?"
"Not stable."
Zuo Guanglie was stunned for a moment: "The king level is still not guaranteed?"
"If it is a ninth-level king level, with three or more, it should be stable."
Fang Che said.
Zuo Guanglie was stunned, the excited expression on his face somewhat solidified.
Three ninth-grade kings?
I have only found a sixth-grade king-level person now.
Three Ninth Grades... Where can I find them? Do I have to go to the hall master? And the hall masters of all the halls? But in that case, how can I still have my own share of merit?
"Captain Zuo, actually, these things, meritorious deeds, don't have to be exclusive. Nor do you have to get the big share!"
Fang Che said calmly: "The most important thing is to eliminate harm for the people."
"That's what Deacon Fang said."
Zuo Guanglie said: "Then I will find some war hall protectors. Then the chief deacon will take the lead and we will act together. Brother Fang is right, I am narrow-minded."
Fang Che said: "Haha... I can't say that I am narrow-minded. But it is better to share the benefits than to lose my life."
He raised two fingers and said: "When the work is completed, I will take 20% of the merit."
"No problem at all! This is Deacon Fang's trap, and the 20% is a must!"
As per usual.
If I didn't take any action and just provided information, I could get 10% or 1.5% of the meritorious service. But Fang Che directly asked for 20%, but Zuo Guanglie was able to agree to it.
Because now, after the guardian quota was announced at the headquarters, everyone is going a little crazy.
It’s too difficult to get bigger merits now!
That night.
The golden horned dragon leads the way.
Fang Che led the way.
Zuo Guanglie and seven other people followed closely behind.
There are three king-level masters and four high-level Wuhou. Zuo Guanglie is the third-level Wuhou, and Fang Che is the second-level commander.
This team is already considered very strong.
The journey was silent, walking in the shadows.
From the city, all the way around to the north of the city, it felt so far. I couldn't help but look at Zuo Guanglie with some sympathy: This guy only makes one trip a day.
Including inspections, I basically have to travel more than 2,000 miles every day.
Zuo Guanglie's face turned dark.
What does it mean to travel a little? As long as you have meritorious service.
As long as you live, be promoted, get rich, and marry a wife!
Zuo Guanglie felt angry: What do you people know?
I volunteered to take the farthest road, but what do you think now? Sure enough, the North District has the most big fish!
The Drum Tower is in sight.
Fang Che stopped.
"Are we here?" Zuo Guanglie asked nervously.
"arrive."
Fang Che pointed to the Drum Tower in the night: "There are about twenty people in here."
Twenty-seven people, this is the confirmed data obtained by the Golden Horn Jiao's daily investigation, and now, these twenty-seven people are inside.
Among them, there was one person who took the lead. There were also four Wuhou, the four people who attacked Fang Che.
It's a good time to catch them all in one go.
"good."
Several kings nodded silently.
"This Drum Tower has a tunnel below and windows extending in all directions. The surrounding environment is complicated, making it easy to escape."
Fang Che reminded.
"no problem."
An eighth-grade king frowned and said, "Is the information informative?"
“Absolutely informative.”
"Then go in and take action, don't give them a chance to escape."
Several people immediately made up their minds.
Fang Che did not participate in the operation and stayed outside to keep watch. But Zuo Guanglie insisted on going in with him.
To earn some merit.
Had to agree.
Under the night...
"go!"
There was a sound of brushing, and eight figures were divided into four directions, gliding away in the night sky like big birds.
Quiet night.
Suddenly there was an earth-shattering explosion.
With a bang, a window in the Drum Tower was completely shattered, and screams were heard immediately.
Eight people start together!
The rumbling sound was like muffled thunder that kept ringing.
Screams came and went, and the sound of collision was violent.
There was a bang.
A figure screamed loudly, broke out of the window, exchanged palms with a king guarding the hall in the air, spat out a mouthful of blood crazily, and then flew out like a meteor.
The speed was extremely fast.
"Blood Burning Technique!"
Fang Che watched from a distance and couldn't help but sigh.
I've warned you a long time ago, how could something like this still happen?
Two figures flew out from the Drum Tower and chased them with all their strength.
But the man used the blood-burning technique, and his speed was too fast, so he couldn't catch up.
They all looked depressed.
Fang Che was numb.
Because when he looked at the figure, he actually came straight in his direction.
"I am Cao!"
Fang Che glanced behind him.
There are many buildings, and there is a forest not far away. Through the woods is a civilian residential area. The alleys are densely packed and like spider webs...
"This is so special..."
The man suddenly made a sound and was almost above his head. Fang Che could clearly see that his body was bleeding.
The expression is ferocious.
Blood was constantly pouring out of the corners of his mouth...
Fang Che wanted to hide, but the opponent was a king-level one. Even if he was seriously injured, he was not something he could deal with!
But when he turned his head, he saw the dense civilian settlement behind him, and the target of this demon was clearly...
He suddenly thought of Ren Chang.
"Fuck you!"
Fang Che roared, and a surge of blood suddenly surged in his chest. He suddenly drew his sword and rose into the sky without hesitation!
The sword's light was like a shooting star, lighting up the night sky.