#100 - Chapter 100 The Holy Envoy Was Abandoned

Hearing Dongfang Chen's reminder, Yan Fangfang felt much more confident.

"It doesn't matter if you disagree, it's just that your father might have to suffer a little," the red-clothed man continued to threaten.

"It's just some hallucinogens, I can handle it," Yan Fangfang said, following Dongfang Chen's advice, preparing to stall for time.

"How do you know?" The red-clothed man was surprised.

"I know more than you can imagine. If I'm not mistaken, your identity should be a Holy Envoy, right?" Yan Fangfang continued.

These words were all taught to her by Dongfang Chen. She was also absorbing this information as she spoke.

"You even know about Holy Envoys?" The man was even more surprised.

With just a few words, Yan Fangfang had already bluffed the red-clothed man.

"Not only do I know about Holy Envoys, but I also know about the Spirit Summoning Technique," Yan Fangfang continued to drop bombs.

"Just who are you? How are you so clear about the affairs of the Church?" The red-clothed man was no longer calm. He knew that only someone of his level would know about the Spirit Summoning Technique.

"In my opinion, your tricks are just child's play, nothing special," Yan Fangfang pretended to be profound.

"Acting mysterious, do you think you can scare me?" the red-clothed man probed.

"Maybe, but let me tell you, the pills you eat, although they can allow you to resist the virus, also have great side effects," Yan Fangfang said.

"What did you say?" The red-clothed man seemed visibly nervous.

Dongfang Chen had previously learned from the Holy Envoy of the Red-Clothed Sect that after taking a certain pill, they were able to resist the zombie virus. However, judging from their physical condition, there was definitely a price to pay, and he guessed that the side effects were definitely not small.

"Now you've become neither human nor ghost, I don't know what's so great about it," Yan Fangfang mocked.

"You, you, you, how do you know these things? This is impossible!" The Holy Envoy was very shocked.

"I told you, I know far more than you can imagine. I'll quietly tell you, I can solve your physical problems," Yan Fangfang pretended to whisper.

The Holy Envoy was stunned, and the only remaining subordinate wearing a dark red cloak next to him shuddered when he heard this.

Seeing this situation, Yan Fangfang smiled smugly.

"With your appearance, you still want to fool people? Look, you've been fooled into lameness, right?" Yan Fangfang thought.

"If she can really solve my physical problems, then this little girl's value is too great!" the Holy Envoy thought.

Not only does he have this need, but who in the church doesn't have this need?

They have become stronger, but this body that even they hate has become the greatest pain in their hearts.

"Look at me, while gaining strength, I'm also immune to the virus, right? If you can break away from the Red-Clothed Sect and abandon darkness to embrace the light, maybe I can consider curing you ~" Yan Fangfang continued to bluff.

The Holy Envoy didn't speak.

"Oh, right, you can too. Why don't you follow me? Following him has no future. I understand, you were infected with the virus and had no choice but to join the Red-Clothed Sect. Now it's different, you have a better choice," Yan Fangfang saw that the Holy Envoy didn't speak, so she turned her head and started bluffing the subordinate next to him.

Dongfang Chen had also guessed this. Last time, he discovered that the Red-Clothed Sect's level of developing its forces was average, and everyone was just a miserable person persecuted by the virus.

After hearing Yan Fangfang's words, the subordinate was a little tempted.

He turned to look at the Holy Envoy, waiting for his attitude.

"How do you prove that what you said is true?" the Holy Envoy asked.

He wasn't wavering, he just wanted to confirm whether the words of the girl in front of him were true or false.

"I am the proof, and… the person behind you can also prove it!" Yan Fangfang pointed behind the Holy Envoy and said.

"What?" Reminded by Yan Fangfang's words, the Holy Envoy hurriedly looked back.

But it was already too late.

Under Dongfang Chen's reminder, Tong Li decisively used the tag. The Holy Envoy fell to the ground with a thud, his feet instantly disintegrated. Then the nanomachines did not continue upwards, but crawled towards his two arms, disintegrating them as well.

At this time, the Holy Envoy, without hands or feet, had become a useless person.

He roared angrily, but no one paid him any attention.

Much useful information could still be extracted from his mouth, so his life could not be taken for the time being.

The Holy Envoy's subordinate had completely lost his fighting spirit at this time and decisively knelt down to surrender.

Before long, Rong Po, who had been drawn away by the firepower, rushed back. Seeing the Zhanfeng assault team members lying all over the ground, cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

"That was close!" Rong Po thought.

"Commander!" Walking in, Rong Po saw Yan Zhengping lying on the desk and was startled, shouting loudly.

"What are you yelling about? The commander is just unconscious!" Yan Fangfang scolded.

"Ah? Oh oh! That's good, that's good!" Rong Po breathed a sigh of relief.

"Call a few people to carry him down and lock him up. Guard him closely 24 hours a day, no one is allowed to approach!" Yan Fangfang pointed at the Holy Envoy who was roaring and shouting on the ground and said.

"Yes!" Rong Po accepted the order.

"What is your status in the Red-Clothed Sect?" Yan Fangfang walked to the red-clothed man kneeling on the ground.

At this time, the red-clothed man had been controlled by the Zhanfeng assault team and was no longer a danger.