Chapter 1601 Please grant us death

Fang Fan thought that he had never been a casual person.

If you really get up casually...that is also measured and restrained.

"Father-in-law, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, and you should pay attention to safety when you are in the temple."

"If you encounter any difficulties, just go to Archbishop Nangong Hongyi, he is a trustworthy person."

Fang Fan told in turn that the current Chentian Clan can be regarded as the closest and most trustworthy allies of the Human Emperor's Palace.

In addition to the tacit understanding between each other, there is also a certain marriage relationship.

Everything is ready and ready to go.

"My lord, the people of the Huang race in that transport ship seem to be a little... turbulent..."

Galen flew over from a distance and reported from the side.

The members of the Huangzu tribe on the transport ship were the war slaves of the Huangzu tribe that Fang Fan exchanged for contribution points in the Hall of Contribution, but he did not expect to encounter some entanglements at this moment.

Originally, Fang Fan was going to meet them and explain the matter clearly.

"Let the deputy head of the Huangqian army, the head of the Huangshi war, and the head of the barren mountain war come over."

Fang Fan exhaled, then waved his hand and said.

At the same time, Fang Fan strode directly towards the transport ship.

At this moment, there are 41,000 Desolate people on board this transport ship! Among them, there were 33,000 males and 8,000 females.

"Return our child!"

"This group of demons! They are all demons! Fight them!"

"They killed our children, and they still want us to work for him! Great Rage God! Please send down divine punishment and annihilate them all!"

"I, a member of the Desolate Race, swear to the death that I will not bow my head!"

"We will definitely not work for tigers! You'd better kill us! Otherwise, we will fight you when we get out of bondage!"

"Desolate people, never be slaves!"

bang bang bang...

bang bang bang...

The entire transport ship shook following the shouts again and again, and the frequency and speed of the shaking became larger and larger. If this trend continues, it may not be long before this transport spaceship will directly fall apart.

"It's me who redeemed you!"

"My name is Fang Fan."

"Hallmaster of Human Emperor's Hall, fifth-rank bishop of the Light Alliance Temple, and the upcoming Inspector of the 308th Bronze Legion of the Azure Dragon Legion!"

Fang Fan walked directly into it and declared his identity directly.

In the eyes, there was a bloodstain, and on the deck, blood was dripping everywhere.

It is conceivable how strong the will to resist these Huangzu people is.

"You are a very gentleman, please give us a good time, Your Excellency, we Huang people do not want to be your cannon fodder, please let us retain our last dignity!"

A dark-skinned woman came out from the crowd of the Desolate race. Her facial features were beautiful. From Fang Fan's point of view, she was a black beauty. Because of the years of sunshine, her skin was gloomy and dark, even darker than The average man's skin is even darker.

"What's your name? Are you their leader?"

Fang Fan looked at the woman in front of him, nodded secretly and said.

"Is this very important?"

"You can also choose to give us a knife, and we will solve it ourselves!"

"You chose to seal our spiritual power, making us incapable of committing suicide. I don't think this is a good method."

As the black-skinned desolate woman spoke, a pair of jet-black eyes suddenly shone brightly.