The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 1729 This Is Not Blackmail

Fang Fan made his words very clear.

I understand everything...

I don't understand... In fact, at this time, even the nine-headed cow can't pull it back, because the melon seeds in the head have become stiff.

"Father...save me...I don't want to be sent to the tribunal..."

"I...I don't want to die..."

"The Tribunal is terrible..."

"Father……"

"I am your only son...you...you can't just watch me die..."

Duanmu wolf trembled his lips, and hurriedly started to ask for help. He became completely flustered at the moment, and his eyeballs almost popped out completely when he spoke.

Cardinal Duanmu Ding, Deputy Second Grade Acting Cardinal of the Temple of the Alliance of Light's complexion became more and more gloomy...

He wanted to be tough for a while, but now that the handle is in other people's hands, how can he be tough?What are you trying to do?His head is not so iron yet!
Thinking of this, Duanmu Ding inexplicably felt extremely irritable...

"What do you want...make a condition!"

Duanmu Ding put on a dirty face and said reluctantly.

"Is this your attitude?"

"If that's the case, then it's still what the ruling sees..."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes and glanced at it, then said indifferently.

Duanmu Ding's breathing was stagnant... This was deliberately making things difficult!
asshole!shameless bastard!
He was caught in a weak spot today, otherwise he would never have suffered such humiliation!

With this thought in mind, Duanmu Ding raised his head and glanced at his son Duanmu Lang who was not up to date...

Sometimes, on appropriate occasions, it is better to keep a low profile.

"Fang...Deputy Director Fang Fan, you...just tell me what you want, and I will do it..."

"It's true that the dog was rude and offended your father-in-law this time. As long as it can calm you down, I can do anything..."

Although Duanmu Ding felt resentful in his heart, he really didn't dare to do anything at this moment, so he could only forcefully pull out some smiles...

This can be regarded as bowing his head.

Fang Fan smiled indifferently: "I told your son before, I apologized, and then I slapped myself [-] times! Just pay [-] star cores..."

Before Fang Fan finished speaking, Duanmu Ding hurriedly replied: "Okay! No problem!"

Duanmu Ding let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately there was no lion opening his secret path.

If it's just one hundred thousand star cores...then there's no problem at all.

I slapped myself a hundred times, just a little bit of grievance on the face, and won't suffer too many injuries...

"Don't rush to agree..."

"I said, this is the previous condition!"

"Now that you have delayed me for so long, and even threatened me time and time again, I naturally need to offer some other conditions."

"Apologize, self-slap one hundred slaps. The conditions remain the same. Compensation... Let's add it to 1000 million star cores..."

"I think the acting cardinal of Duanmu will not refuse, right?"

Fang Fan smiled to himself, he would be a fool if he didn't take advantage of this great opportunity to make some money!

Opportunities are in front of you, what if you don't grasp them!
"1000?"

"impossible!"

"Fang Fan! Do you know how much 1000 million star cores are?"

"You are too arrogant!"

"That's too much!"

Duanmu Ding quickly shook his head, looking like an iron rooster.

"With your net worth, wouldn't it be easy to get 1000 million star cores? Why are you crying poor with me here?"

"If that's the case, then it really means nothing."

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it, what the ruling has seen!"

Fang Fan waved his hand, looking very casual, anyway, this is his home game at the moment.

(End of this chapter)