This is the day when the headquarters building of the Crystal Management Department is scheduled to be completed.

When Ximen Yaoying brought a large number of subordinates to the arrival, she suddenly saw the messy situation outside the building and almost fainted from anger.

The main tower of the building that was originally scheduled to be completed was still missing. The immigrant craftsmen stood from afar and looked at the construction site foolishly. Several extra-large metal bumps were lost in the construction site, with hundreds of extremely long thumb-thick iron chains wrapped around it. The end of each iron chain was tied to the waist of an indigenous person of the Sixth Colonial Star.

These shriveled and thin natives, holding sharp bone or metal weapons, or holding bent bows and grass arrows, were so energetic that they were jumping around the construction site like fleas in heat, and kept making sharp screams. Occasionally, when an immigrant craftsman dared to approach the construction site, three or five native soldiers rushed over and chopped them with weapons, or two grass arrows flew over immediately, and wiped thin wounds from these craftsmen. All the craftsmen couldn't help but stand a little further away from the construction site.

"This is!" Ximen Yaoying was so angry that his teeth were clattering. He glared at Ximen Xuan, the disciple of the family who was responsible for the construction of the building, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Ximen Xuan lowered his head with a wry smile, and helplessly pointed at the military building opposite the building with his fingers. Ximen Yaoying and the officials of the crystal management department looked at that at the same time. Seeing this, Ximen Yaoying was so angry that she felt itchy in her nose, and almost burst into blood from her nose.

The sky was shining brightly, and it was warm on people. Outside the windowsill of the Military Affairs Building, a small, uncovered platform was suddenly made of steel and concrete. Fang Wen was wearing a small colorful beach pants and was lying on a bench on the platform to bask in the sun. It would be fine to bask in the sun, but he was still holding a 2.5-caliber high-energy sniper rifle with extremely amazing lethality, and intentionally or unintentionally striding at the crystal management department building across the street.

Just as Ximen Yaoying looked over, it seemed that her fingers were accidentally twitching, and a strong red light shot out from the sniper rifle, barely rubbing against the outer edge of the main tower of the crystal management department building and flew out. Fang Wen 'clicked' his mouth, grabbed a glass of juice in his hand and drank two sips. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with his accurate head, and he held the sniper rifle and glanced at the building.

"This is..." Ximen Yaoying turned her head angrily, pointed to the group of indigenous soldiers on the construction site and asked in a low voice: "Fang Wen made trouble, and he dared not shoot our people seriously. What are these indigenous people doing? Well? Did Fang Wen throw it here deliberately? You won't clean up these indigenous people? Fang Wen's people cannot move, can these indigenous people not move either? When did you become so kind and ruthless? Or do you want to deliberately anger me to death? Ah? Ah? Ah?"

After asking several times, Ximen Yaoying's saliva splashed on Ximen Xuan's forehead. Ximen Xuan kept bowing his head, lowering his head, and then lowering his head, his nose almost touched the ground.

After waiting for Ximen Yaoying's anger to vent for a while, Ximen Xuan carefully raised his head and said stutteringly: "This group of native people...they, they, they are all soldiers."

"Ah? Hum? What did you say?" This time it wasn't Ximen Yaoying who asked questions. Ximen Yaoying had already been furiously furiously in his throat by Ximen Xuan's answer. He was coughing violently and almost coughing up blood from his lungs. A majestic middle-aged man named Ximen Dao was holding Ximen Xuan's collar and shouting in a low voice: "They are soldiers? Nonsense, how could they be soldiers? They..."

Ximen Xuan's little face was wrinkled, and he sighed in a low voice: "Uncle Dao, they are all the sixth colonial star officially editing soldiers. Look at the epaulettes on their bodies."

Ximen Dao, Ximen Yaoying looked at the indigenous people who jumped happily. Yes, their animal skin clothes were crooked and sewn together, showing that they all had the identities of subordinate lieutenants. The group of indigenous people had chains on their waists, and their range of movement was limited by those large metal ingots, but they were indeed wearing a layer of the skin of the Sixth Colonial Star garrison! If they were just the captives captured by Fang Wen, Ximen Yaoying would dare to order them to be killed now, but now...

"Hisser Fang Wen, what do you mean? Do you want to get along with us on purpose?" Ximen Yaoying raised her head and asked Fang Wen coldly.

Fang Wen sat upright from the bench and lazily poked out half of his head and looked at Ximen Yaoying. He replied lazily: "Oh, Mr. Ximen Yaoying! I'm sorry, the last kick didn't leave any troubles for you, right? Look, it's also a big blame for your intimate touching hands with me last time, right? I was nervous, and my legs were striking, alas!"

After sighing, Fang Wen pointed at the group of native soldiers who were slamming around with a sniper rifle, and smiled a little shyly: "What's going on with them? Oh, they are a group of native soldiers I captured at the end of the rainy season. Well, I finally tried to conquer them with high officials, generous salaries, fine wine and delicious food, and beautiful women taking away torture. They are now my non-staff mercenaries. Their personal qualities are pretty good, but they are only familiar with jungle warfare, and this technique is a bit lacking."

After grabbing the beard, Fang Wen smiled embarrassedly and said, "So, I temporarily trained them for urban combat. Look, the terrain on your construction site is complicated, hahahaha, and there are imaginary enemies who have tried every means to subdue them. It happens to be an excellent simulated war zone, so... You see, you know, this one, we started training!"

Recruiting indigenous people as non-staff mercenaries? You Fang Wen is cruel enough! You can do it!

Let the indigenous people who only know how to fight in the jungle learn how to fight in the city? You are so shameless, you can think of such a shameless reason!

Ximen Yaoying looked at Fang Wen in shock, unable to speak for a moment. A top talent, how did such a shameless person be born? Even though Ximen Yaoying had been in contact with countless amazing characters in her life, there were also many talented people, arrogant, and ruthless, but they lacked this despicable and shameless person.

Can elite education such as A and other elites be educated to produce such shameless and vulgar elites? The textbooks for elite education such as A have also been referenced by Ximen Yaoying. The ones educated there are all "tools" with almost the same personality, ability, and methods of acting. How could a monster like Fang Wen appear?

Ximen Yaoying thought of the heavy blow he had suffered from his lower body nearly a month ago. He even thought of the various analysis of Kevin's methods and psychological characteristics of Kevin's behavior and psychological characteristics that he told him last night. Ximen Yaoying suppressed his anger and decided not to have a head-on conflict with Fang Wen before the crystal management department completely gained a foothold. At least, at least, before having enough self-protection military strength, Ximen Yaoying was unwilling to have even a little bump with Fang Wen again.

The colleagues in the government are unreliable. They may wish to see the Ximen family make a fool of themselves and replace them. The representatives of the military are even more unreliable. Perhaps when Ximen Yaoying and Fang Wen fight happily, it is a great opportunity for this group of people from the military to take advantage of the situation and stab the knife in the back. Ximen Yaoying is clear in his heart how much power and how much benefits the Crystal Management Department will have, because the future interests of this newly established department are too huge, so Ximen Yaoying must be more careful and walk on thin ice in any way.

So, Ximen Yaoying put a kind smile on his face. He bowed to Fang Wen with a smile and said, "Marson Marshal, today is the completion of the headquarters building we have scheduled, and the official office of the crystal management department. Look, can you do the special training for these extra-staff mercenaries..."

Fang Wen sat on the side of the small platform, his legs hanging down from the edge of the platform, and wandered around more than a hundred meters above the ground. Ximen Yaoying clearly saw a piece of green fruit peel sticking to Fang Wen's feet. The fruit peel seemed to be grinning at Ximen Yaoying. The more angry Ximen Yaoying felt, the more angry Ximen Yaoying was. But now it was not the time to turn against Fang Wen, Ximen Yaoying could only show it again. In his own eyes, he had already a little servile smile: "Master Fang Wen, your people are here, which has interfered with our normal work."

With a gentle tilt, Fang Wen floated down from a hundred meters above the sky, floating without the slightest breath of fireworks, just like a white crane feather falling to the ground, without any sound. He happened to fall in front of Ximen Yaoying, looked up at Ximen Yaoying slightly, and smiled and said, "This matter is simple. Yesterday, my subordinate proposed a duel to Lord Ximen and sent a letter of war. I wonder what Lord Ximen's decision was? Well, duel, or escape?"

Ximen Yaoying's face was stiff. He still remembered what happened yesterday very clearly. Ximen Tu was seriously injured in his lower body and was now lying in the culture trough for a sponge reconstruction surgery. Although the arms of Ximending and four others had been taken back, the arm meridians were severely damaged. Within three months, their "Demon Claw" cultivation level could only maintain 40% of the original level. Ximen Guo, who was the least injured, had his palms shattered, and the skills of "Demon Claw" were almost completely destroyed.

Nangong Sha's family was extremely ruthless. Ximen Yaoying had already found out the identity of Nangong Sha's family, and knew that they were death fighters recruited by Fang Wen from the underground arena, and also roughly guessed the origin of Nangong Sha's family. How could Ximen Yaoying, who was well aware of the grievances between the Ximen family and the Nangong family, agree to Fang Wen's request?

I am a piece of noble and exquisite ancient porcelain. The Nangong Sha family is just a dirt tower that can be seen everywhere on the ground. Do you want to duel with such a person? Ximen Yaoying thinks it is not worth it.

"You must have made something wrong. Have I agreed to duel with them?" Ximen Yaoying looked at Fang Wen with a sneer: "Their identities are not qualified to propose a duel to me."

"So, according to their identities, who are they qualified to duel with?" Fang Wen immediately asked.

Ximen Yaoying looked up proudly and smiled: "Young people in the clan can also play with them."

"Great kindness!" Fang Wen immediately smiled and said, "Your Ximen is indeed very proud. In this way, let General Nangong and your children make a duel first. Do I think you have agreed to the duel application made by General Nangong to the Ximen family? Well, if so, I will officially file with the military headquarters. Please give me a testimony."

Before Ximen Yaoying could speak, the three-star marshal with the highest rank present had already smiled with his lips, "Is it a good thing to fight? We are still afraid of the duel? No matter what reason General Nangong applied for duel to the Ximen family, we, the notary, have made a decision." The three-star marshal smiled and grinned at Ximen Yaoying, and then smiled at Fang Wen: "However, today is the day after all, the crystal management department is preparing to formally handle official business. Marshal Fang Wen?"

With a gentle clapping of his hands, Fang Wenle said: "You have said so, what else can I say? Well, huh, huh, coax, I'm done, move those pieces of metal lumps away, and you go back to eat meat."

‘Boom’, three beast soul warriors with a height of over 2.50 meters, dull eyes, muscular muscles covered with thick hair rushed out of the gate of the crystal management department. They picked up the heavy metal ingots without saying a word and forced the indigenous soldiers to leave the construction site.

Fang Wen was so angry that he couldn't speak. The evil shadow of Ximen smiled slightly and said, "Don't disturb me. My people have been withdrawn. You can order the main tower to be topped off. I wish you the crystal management department of Ximen to prosper and develop and have a lot of money! I hope that Ximen will leave some money for our Sixth Colonial Star military. Hehe, don't force us too hard."

After a few strange laughs, Fang Wen turned around and left lazily, and walked slowly into the military building with his hands behind his back.

Ximen Yaoying looked at Fang Wen's back angrily, then looked at the generals sent by the military headquarters with great resentment, and sneered gloomy: "Dull? Hum, huh, okay, let's just let the horse come over." He turned his head to Ximen Xuan and ordered: "Xiaoxuan, you should pay attention to your entry and exit in the future, and you must not act alone. Nangong Sha, they have a deep blood hatred with our Ximen family."

Ximen Xuan responded respectfully. Seeing Fang Wen ordered the natives to leave, he, the supervisor who was responsible for the construction of the entire building, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a bleak wind sounded in his ears, and Ximen Xuan suddenly felt his body lightening and flew up very easily.

The people around him were shocked to see that Nangong Sha, holding a large leather bag filled with fist-sized metal projectiles, walked towards this side from the end of the street. He threw out a metal projectile, like a meteor that had been wandering in space for hundreds of millions of years, and threw it into the arms of a planet with a stunning trajectory. The projectile accurately hit Ximen Xuan's head and bombarded him with a bolt of nearly a hundred meters.

Just as Ximen Xuan's body was still flying in the air, and before Ximen's demon shadow could react, the people of the Ximen family could not believe that Nangong Sha dared to attack the Ximen family in front of so many people, a projectile with a shrill sound of breaking through the air flew out of Nangong Sha's hand again.

"Bang" the projectile caught up with Ximen Xuan who was flying in the air with a series of afterimages, and accurately flew into the narrow passage between his legs, hitting the vital part of his lower body.

Ximen Xuan, who was stunned by the first projectile in the air, suddenly woke up. His body twisted in the air like a big prawn, and opened his mouth and spewed out a blood fountain that looked so gorgeous in the sun. Large pieces of blood spilled from his two trouser legs, and drippingly outlined two long blood marks on the ground.

"Nangong Sha! You're brave!" Ximen Yaoying jumped up in anger. He had a black light on his body and shot towards Nangong Sha.

Nangong Sha laughed wildly for three times, and he turned around and left with the special big leather bag. He laughed wildly, "Ximen Yaoying, do you know why I look for you! You know! Duel, this is the duel between our Nangong family and your Ximen family forever! You can't escape, I swear with the souls of my ancestors of the Nangong family, you can't escape! You can't escape!"

Nangong Sha was very familiar with the nearby terrain. He didn't fight alone with Ximen Yaoying at all. He circled a few circles in the building and easily left Ximen Yaoying.

Ximen Yaoying stood in a small alley where Nangong Sha disappeared, and roared to the sky with anger. A stream of thick black gas surged out of his body, covering a range of hundreds of meters.

Just as the black air was steaming, Fang Wen appeared like a ghost.

Fang Wen held a pure diamond iron rod two meters long in his head, and gently hit the back of Ximen Yaoying's head.

The huge force exploded, and the head of Ximen Yaoying could not even be returned, and Fang Wen put it on the ground with a stick. Then, Fang Wen jumped high and kicked Ximen Yaoying's lower body with a fierce kick.

‘Um~~～～’, Ximen Yaoying, who was in a severe coma, moaned severely and her body instinctively twisted.

Nangong Sha jumped off a tall building next to him in dissatisfaction. The other party said angrily: "Master, this is a fair duel between our Nangong family and the Ximen family."

"It's very fair!" Fang Wen rolled his eyes and smiled at Nangong, "They're also able to send someone to beat me up. Isn't that fair?"

With such shameless behavior, Nangong Sha rolled his eyes at Fang Wen helplessly, turned around and waited to leave. Out of the self-esteem of a warrior, he didn't want to kill Ximen Yaoying who was knocked out by Fang Wen's spoil. However, out of deep hatred for the Ximen family, Nangong Sha had just taken two steps and suddenly jumped back, kicking his leg several inches higher than his head, and a big cheating hit Ximen Yaoying three inches below the lower abdomen.

Fang Wen and Nangong Sha left the alley.

Thirty-seven seconds later, a large number of officials from the crystal management department arrived at the scene.

Officials from the government lineage all turned their eyes and looked at the sky without saying a word.

A Samsung marshal from the military department squatted down seriously and checked the injuries of Ximen Yaoying who was foaming at the mouth, nodding seriously: "From my experience, Lord Ximen was knocked down in a fair face-to-face duel. This is completely in line with the provisions of the duel bill."

Ximendao was so angry that he howled hysterically: "Are you blind? My uncle was injured on the back of his head! Such a big wound is still bleeding!"

These experienced generals from the military headquarters looked at Ximendao with very pure, kind and innocent eyes, just like Ximendao is a fool.

A one-star marshal said in a strange voice: "The back of the head is injured... There is a kind of martial art called "beating a cow across the mountain, and hitting the front chest and hurting the back. Could it be that the Lord Ximendao doesn't know?"

Ximendao is silent.

When shamelessness has become a popular thing, what else can Ximendao say? Human Path Chapter 6 Bofa
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