"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 if he always did this, and he couldn't do ideological work either.

"Hmph, then I'll make it clear. Starting from the joint efforts of your Monk tribe, what do you think you have done? To put it bluntly, I don't know what the Monk tribe is looking for now. Do you really don't know what the three major forces are looking for?" 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 the serious business, I will give you the money. Now when it comes to people, do you still come to bargain?" Jiang Fan then accused.

"People can't always think about doing things that can stick to sesame seeds. You are like a fool's sucker! Are you worried that those little manpower is still empty and they are no longer different from them? It's related to your life and death of the Monks, and do you still have the mind to do a small plan?" Jiang Fan said a lesson.

"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 will leave. You can deal with the three major forces by yourself!" It would be fine if you didn't say it, 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. Bad, my more than 2,000 Qinglong tribe is not alive well? And it is developing very well. I am short of manpower now, but I will soon be able to replenish my manpower!" Jiang Fan warned bluntly again.

"Forget it, I won't say it anymore. The more I talk, I'm getting more and more popular. I'm going to attack you with the Monk clan. Humph, I'm not happy to ask me to be the patriarch! Old Man Meng, tell me, do you follow my arrangements? Listen, I will continue to say, 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 talked about Meng Bumi and the Saint's mind, just to use Jiang Fan to deal with the three major forces, and he was also guarded deep down.

"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 the two of them not talking. He stood up and said coldly, turning around and leaving.

"Uh, brother, don't leave, don't be excited. I didn't say you're going to hit me with the Monk clan!" Jiang Fan was about to leave, but Meng Bumi finally recovered and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Fan's sleeve and smiled apologized.

Although the words are very ugly and make Meng Bumi very embarrassed, he is not strong enough, 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 him to leave.

"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 drank it.

"Brother, I'm not without courage, nor the kind of person who always wants to be the one who sticks sesame seeds with dry hands. I really have no choice but to understand my situation!" Seeing that Jiang Fan still had no good face, Meng Bumi had to play the tragic 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 passively, especially if I appear, I am still so timid. You deserve it!" Jiang Fan sneered without taking this trick.

"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 attacking their core level whenever they have the chance, such as those god kings and the god emperor's mansions, and putting down their nests!" Jiang Fan did not bother him anymore, and stopped when he saw the opportunity, and said with a gloomy smile.

"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, but they were still worried and felt that it was necessary to show the strength of the Qinglong clan, otherwise they would not have confidence, and some things would be detrimental to the effect.

"In addition, I also want your people to cooperate with me and take action in 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, find the right target, and 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 they are the ones who are the Qinglong tribe!" 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 Monk tribe was inconvenient for transportation, and it took almost the same to eliminate those who entered. It took time to send people to come. It was just that they were slacking off because of fear. Wouldn't it be even more difficult for them to complete if they wanted to find something?" 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 will definitely leave traces!" Meng Bumi was moved, but he said with suspicion.

"You don't need to know where to transfer it. I promise they are safe!" Jiang Fan asked tentatively after hesitating.

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