"Pfft! Puff! Puff!"
Every time the sound of flesh being torn apart was heard, it meant that a life had been lost. Mo Fan asked calmly as he looked at the terrified man before him.
"Are you convinced?"
The man's eyes widened. He could not react to what Mo Fan was saying. He just stared at Mo Fan blankly.
Mo Fan said regretfully as he looked at the dazed man.
"Looks like you're not convinced. Then I'm sorry."
"Ah?"
"Puff!"
The sound of a sharp blade piercing through his body rang out once again. The man fell to the ground helplessly. He did not know why Mo Fan had suddenly attacked him. He was clearly asking questions just now.
Mo Fan asked the next person.
"What about you? Are you convinced?"
"I..."
"Puff!"
Mo Fan did not give them any time to speak. He kept repeating the same words, his palms falling and raising, repeating the process.
"Are you convinced?"
"Puff!"
"What about you? Are you convinced?"
“...”
"Puff!"
In less than ten minutes, more than half of the people in the meeting room had been killed by Mo Fan. The remaining survivors were all looking at Mo Fan, who was like a demon, in horror.
Mo Fan came up to another person. His mouth was slightly agape. The man, who had yet to spit out the rest, was already scared out of his wits. He quickly nodded and said,
"I'm convinced! I'm convinced! I'm convinced! I'm impressed!"
Mo Fan frowned as he looked at the man who was nodding his head and saying the word 'servant'. A hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes as he said,
"Noisy!"
"Puff!"
"Uh, uh, uh, uh…You…"
The man's eyes widened as he looked at the transparent sword Qi in his chest. He raised his arm with great effort and pointed at Mo Fan, trying to say something. However, Mo Fan was too lazy to listen. He raised his foot and stepped on the man's face, stepping over the man's body.
Mo Fan looked at the man in front of him and asked,"
"Are you convinced?"
“... I'm impressed!"
"If you answer too slowly, die!"
"Puff!"
After taking another life, Mo Fan asked,
"Are you convinced?"
"I'm convinced! Everything Daren said is right, I will follow Daren's lead!”
A satisfied look flashed across Mo Fan's eyes. His feet glowed with Spiritual Energy as he tapped the man's body with the tip of his foot. He injected Spiritual Energy into the man's body.
The man thought Mo Fan was going to kill him when he saw the light on Mo Fan's feet. Just as he was about to close his eyes and wait for his death, a surge of Spiritual Energy suddenly surged through his body. The man felt the exhaustion disappear from his body.
The man got up from the ground and knelt in front of Mo Fan, flattering him.
"Master, my name is…"
Before he could finish, Mo Fan tapped the man's forehead and shook his head. Mo Fan said indifferently,
"I'm not interested in knowing your name, and I don't want to remember it. From today onwards, you'll be called Dog One, do you understand what I mean?”
Staring blankly at Mo Fan, the man Mo Fan called Dog One felt embarrassed, humiliated, and unwilling. In the end, he nodded with a flattering smile and said,
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll be called Dog One from now on. Do you have any instructions, Master?”
Mo Fan waved his hand, signaling Dog One to move to the side. He looked at the others lying on the ground. Just as Mo Fan was about to move on, the man lying in front of Mo Fan suddenly said,
"Master, I'm convinced. Please spare my dog life. From today onwards, I'll be called Dog Two. I hope Master can spare this dog slave's dog life."
"Uh..."
Mo Fan looked at the man who called himself Dog Two with a dumbfounded expression. He could not find a reason to kill him.
The people lying on the ground saw that they had such a good example and followed suit.
"Master, my name is Dog Three."
"Master, Master, I'm called Dog Four!"
"Master…"
Mo Fan harrumphed coldly when he saw so many slaves suddenly rushing out. He lifted his leg and stomped on the ground. A surge of Spiritual Energy penetrated the floor and entered the bodies of the people lying on the ground. With the infusion of Mo Fan's Spiritual Energy, the people immediately regained their mobility.
They hurriedly got up from the ground and kneeled in front of Mo Fan. Just as they were about to say something, Mo Fan waved his hand impatiently and said,
" A portion of you will be in charge of comforting the survivors. A portion will go out to look for survivors. If you find them, report immediately. I will send people to rescue those people. The rest of you will look for food bases, vegetable bases, and supermarkets that you can find. Report everything to me
Also, while pacifying the survivors, teach them to reclaim land and build houses. This is not a place to raise bugs. If there is any resistance, report it to me. Also, if anyone is found spreading rumors, kill them on the spot."
The servants were stunned as they listened to Mo Fan's orders.
"Humph!"
Mo Fan snorted coldly as he looked at the dumbfounded idiots.
"What are you waiting for? Wait for me to wake you up one by one? Get lost!"
"What? Oh oh oh! Dog slaves, get lost and do it."
They stood up in a panic and ran towards the door of the conference room as if there was a ferocious beast behind them.
"Stop!"
Mo Fan suddenly shouted as he looked at the people frozen in front of the door.
"Clean up the meeting room! If anyone dares to disobey my orders, these people will be the role models!”
They hurriedly turned around and cleaned up the corpses on the ground. These people who had just surrendered grabbed the corpses of their friends who had just been chatting and farting with them, and their hearts were cold.
Mo Fan walked out of the meeting room, leading the way. He glanced at Yuriko Takagi, who was walking behind him, and said sarcastically,
"Madam, what do you think about what happened just now? Do you believe in what you're doing, or do you think I'm doing the right thing?”
Yuriko Takagi paused and recalled the faces of those people in the meeting room. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
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