Wan Zhiyang, the head of the black mountain regiment, was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. At once, the magic warriors of the black mountain regiment were in a panic. They hurried out of the two people to lift Wan Zhiyang, carried him into the conference hall and put him on the huge chair.


    Wan Zhiyang, who was in a coma, was half lying on the big chair. His breathing was weak. People were very worried about whether he would go there.


    "Sir, can we wait until commander Wan Zhiyang wakes up?" Wang Mingwen smiled and said, "five, please sit inside first."


    Tang fan is not in a hurry now, so he doesn''t mean to urge. He really enters the conference hall and sits down.


    From time to time, Wang Mingwen looks for topics and tries to beat around the Bush to find out the origin of Tang fan and others, but they are all dissolved in invisibility and can''t ask anything at all. The only thing we can be sure is that Tang fan and other five people are from outside the God of war base, and they don''t belong to the God of war base.


    Thinking of this, Wang Mingwen gazed at the robes of Tang fan again and flashed a touch of heat, but he had another thought, that is, whether he could recruit Tang fan and other five people into the magic tiger gang and become soldiers of the magic tiger gang. It''s best to become his own lineage.


    Super forces like the magic tiger gang are not an iron bucket, but there are factional disputes.


    Of course, in front of foreign enemies, the whole magic tiger Gang is united, but internally, in order to obtain more power, interests, resources and so on, they need to compete with each other, thus forming different factions.


    The evil tiger sect doesn''t have only one deputy sect leader. Each deputy sect leader happens to be the head of a faction.


    Like Tang fan and others, their strength is mysterious. Just Wang Ling has a strong strength better than Wan Zhiyang. If they can recruit and belong to their own men, the strength of their own faction will undoubtedly increase a lot.


    "So, what should be done to make them their own men?" at this moment, Wang Mingwen didn''t speak again, but meditated.


    For a long time, Wan Zhiyang woke up. As soon as he woke up, he saw the faces of the five senior officials. He was so angry that he almost fainted again.


    "Bastard, get away from me." Wan Zhiyang roared weakly and sat up.


    Tang fan and others looked at Wan Zhiyang and waited for him to speak.


    Wan Zhiyang sat down and saw Tang fan and others. His face changed like a stunt of changing his face, which finally turned into a long helpless sigh.


    "Don''t let people out yet." Wan Zhiyang glared at his five men, and said angrily.


    "Yes," one of them answered quickly and left quickly.


    "Sir, I''ll let people go now. The RV and the things inside will be returned intact." Wan Zhiyang looked at Tang fan and smiled, a little flattering.


    "Is that ok?" Tang fan''s tone was flat and light, but people heard that it was a rhetorical question.


    "This..." Wan Zhiyang flashed an embarrassed look on his face.


    Change the roles and think the other way around. If he encounters this situation, he will never forget it. He will certainly ask for more compensation.


    "Commander Wan, since the mistake is on your side, it can''t be settled so easily. We have to make some compensation. In my opinion, it''s better to compensate one million demons alone." Wang Mingwen said.


    One million magic power points sounds like a lot. After all, Tang fan has only a little magic power points now. Three people are three million magic power points, which is definitely a lot.


    Wan Zhiyang showed a happy look on his face and was about to promise, because a person has one million magic power points, a total of three million magic power points, which is a drop in the bucket both for himself and for the whole black mountain regiment.


    Therefore, it''s best to spend 3 million magic power points to solve this matter and stop conflicts with such terrible strong people.


    "Three million, are you sending beggars!"


    Tang fan didn''t speak, but Wang Ling said with a sneer.


    Wang Ling''s words immediately made Wang Mingwen and WAN Zhiyang''s faces sink.


    "Don''t know how much compensation you want?" Wan Zhiyang asked in a deep voice.


    "If people don''t have any damage, a person can have 10 million magic points." Tang fan opened his mouth and said faintly.


    As soon as Tang fan''s words were spoken, Wan Zhiyang, Wang Mingwen and some other people trembled together, and his face changed.


    Ten million and one million are two concepts, which are ten times different.


    Wan Zhiyang can ignore one million magic power points, but he has to pay attention to ten million magic power points.


    And it''s still 10 million for one person. Three people add up to 30 million.


    Even Wang Mingwen, the deputy leader of the magic tiger sect, can''t help feeling his heart beating wildly. 30 million magic points!


    Wan Zhiyang can naturally take out 30 million magic power points, but it is definitely a large amount of magic power points. Once taken out, the whole battle group will lack a lot of funds.


    So he is very reluctant, very reluctant.


    "Sir, isn''t it too much to spend 10 million a person? I think it''s good to spend 2 million a person." Wang Mingwen smiled. Most of the Heishan battle group became a subsidiary of the magic tiger gang. It was under his name and linked with his interests, so he had to do more.


    Wan Zhiyang looked a little moved and said secretly that if it was two million, it would be OK.


    "If a person has any injury, add an additional 10 million on the basis of the injury." Tang fan directly ignored Wang Mingwen and said again, almost making Wan Zhiyang vomit blood and faint.


    Wang Mingwen''s eyes flashed fiercely, and he died in a flash. In his heart, there was a sense of killing, because he was ignored by Tang fan.


    Wan Zhiyang was about to cry. He wanted to kneel down and climb to Tang fan''s feet. He grabbed his warehouse keeper and begged him to reduce the amount of compensation. 30 million magic power points. If he paid alone, he would empty his family at once. It''s not so easy to earn 30 million magic power points. At least it will take a long time.


    "My adults say that a person of ten million is ten million. There is no bargaining." Wang Ling said firmly, just like Tang fan''s microphone.


    Wan Zhiyang almost fainted. Immediately, he turned his head and looked at the top of the four black mountain regiments, and the other went to release people.


    "By the way, in addition, I have to hand over the people who took me that day and robbed my RV." Tang fan added.


    At this moment, Wan Zhiyang had an impulse to launch the whole battle group at all costs and fight to the death with Tang fan and others, but reason told him that it was very unwise to do so, and he would suffer in the end. (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters and support the author and genuine reading!)