Fish swimming around the world

As soon as he said this, the whole place was in an uproar. No one expected Jiang Fan to say such words. Even Nangong Xin was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.

But Jiang Fan looked serious and continued: "I've even prepared the manpower, how can I not compete? Have you made arrangements over there? Can we start?"

"I'll go! Is Jiang Fan crazy?"

"You're either crazy or stupid!"

Those who supported Jiang Fan were all surrounded in an instant. What kind of trouble was Jiang Fan doing? Really better than the third team and going off in person? You are a scribe and have no power to tie a chicken, so why are you going up there? Want to commit suicide?

Almost at the same time, everyone felt that Jiang Fan was tired of the world, couldn't think about it, and wanted to die.

"...Are you serious?" Nangong Xin's face was full of disbelief.

"Seriously, I'll give you a chance. I can leave the field personally this time and give you a chance to make a comeback. But there are conditions. Do you want to hear it, sir?"

"Listen, listen! Mr. Jiang, please tell me, I agree to everything!" Nangong Xin hurriedly got up. This was his last chance. He had already made up his mind to agree to whatever conditions Jiang Fan put forward, and he was not afraid of leaving Qingshan. Firewood, let’s talk about the future later.

Jiang Fan chuckled: "If you want to continue, it's very simple. If you lose, how about you become my slave?"

"You...?" Nangong Xin didn't expect Jiang Fan to actually say such a condition. He was from a first-class wealthy family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and he was the heir to the richest family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. What would he have to do if he was a slave?

Jiang Fan looked at him with a smile: "How about it? Life or death, face or life, Young Master has to make a decision, I don't have time to wait. Young Master Nangong, this is an opportunity to make a comeback, come and try?"

"I agree!" Nangong Xin gritted his teeth now. "I agree, but the book of life and death..."

"Ah, you said the book of life and death, it's okay. When I wrote it, I added a sentence, asking Nangong Xin to die or this young master to appoint someone. If you don't believe me, you can ask."

Nangong Xin hurriedly looked up at the stage. Academician Zeng had a question mark on his face at this moment. In his opinion, Jiang Fan definitely took the wrong medicine. Seeing Nangong Xin asking at this time, he had no choice but to ask someone to bring the book of life and death, and after checking it carefully, he could only smile bitterly and said: "It's indeed good. Mr. Jiang made a note in the book of life and death."

Can this still be done? This was the first time he had done so on the stage of arrest, but the book of life and death did not stipulate that he could not do this, so what Jiang Fan did was understandable, as long as Paradise City approved it.

"Master Jiang originally had such a calculation, but...it's still not worth it."

Everyone still couldn't understand the brain circuit of this young genius.

"Have you planned it from the beginning?" Nangong Xin's eyes flickered, and his mind was full of questions.

Jiang Fan said calmly: "Why not? How can a dead Nangong Xin be worth living, right?"

"Ah...yes, yes..." Nangong Xin suddenly felt no confidence in the third competition.

Jiang Fan's doing this can only mean that he is sure of all three games, and the victory, defeat, life and death are all under his control. The coldness rose up his spine, and Nangong Xin shuddered.

"This is your last chance. How do you decide?"

"You...Jiang Fan...are you really not joking?"

Jiang Fan frowned: "I wonder if you are bothered. If you don't send someone up, I will admit defeat."

"Compare, compare, I compete!"

"Okay!" Jiang Fan threw a small box to Nangong Xin.

"There is a kind of poison in this. The antidote is on me. If I die, you can take it directly. If I live, you will become my slave. Eat it and we will begin."

Nangong Xin's expression changed. Finally, he became a bachelor and gritted his teeth and opened the box.

The scene inside made everyone roll their eyes. The pill was as big as a fist and was as white as a meat bun.

Whose poison did you do this? It's just poison, why do you do it so big? Can you eat this thing in one bite? When you imagine taking poison, you have to chew it like a steamed bun. How bad is it?

"This Mr. Jiang is really... strange..."

Miss Cuiyi was dumbfounded.

On the bed over there, Fairy Snow was beating her chest and stamping her feet, laughing harder and harder. She felt that the jokes she had seen and heard in her life were not as funny as today.

When Nangong Xin frowned and choked, rolled his eyes and ate the poison, and when Jiang Fan said with concern to eat it slowly, and subconsciously took the water from him, the atmosphere in the field became very strange, the style of painting suddenly changed, and the life-and-death duel directly changed. It's so weird, it looks like it's deliberately funny.

When Jiang Fan retreated, Mr. Cao looked at Nangong Xin awkwardly: "Um, sir... are our people ready to play?"

Nangong Xin looked confused and uttered two ahhhhhhhhhhhh. He came to his senses after being patted on the shoulder vigorously by Mr. Cao. He shook his head slightly and said, "You decide, don't ask me anymore."

Mr. Cao sighed. He had completely lost his fighting spirit. Jiang Fan's actions left a huge shadow in his heart.

"Sir, Jiang Fan doesn't know how to fight. It's not like we don't have a chance. The old man has recruited four masters, plus Lu Hanting, we will definitely not lose. You see, there are no other masters on Jiang Fan's side. Just those few are us. opponent?"

Nangong Xin seemed to have regained some confidence, took a deep breath and said: "Forget it, I will give it a last try, I must win!"

Nangong Xin’s people came on stage.

The first one wears a bamboo hat on his head, a black scarf covering his face, slender fingers, and a thin sword hanging from his waist. It is Lu Hanting, the thirty-seventh killer in the world.

The second one was a tall middle-aged man with a bronze mask on his face. He was as calm as a mountain and had a strong aura. He was definitely a super expert.

Jiang Fan knew the third one. He was the expert who could jump 100 meters at Bailuzhoutou and was from Chen Laobie on Jiangxin Island.

The fourth one was a thin young man with a pale face and no eyebrows. His expression was like a smile, and his wide white robe fluttered, which was very strange.

The fifth one was a middle-aged man carrying a big knife.

There was a lot of discussion off the field.

"The man with the hat, black scarf and rapier, it must be Lu Sanshiqi. Who are the others?"

"I only know one person, the one with the big knife on his back, Nangong Xin's personal bodyguard, a master-level expert. The Nangong family spent a lot of money to save a sect, and its leader has since become Nangong Xin's personal bodyguard."

"Yes, everyone is on the stage, it's our turn." Jiang Fan clapped his hands: "Then, who will go on our side?"

"Grandpa...son, you, can't, I, I will go."

Xiong Da was the first to stand up, and Xiong San followed closely, taking the axe from his back.

"Okay, you two, plus me, only three, two more."

Wei Xiaohong saw that he really counted herself in, and hurriedly said: "Young Master, you can't go, you don't know martial arts."

Jiang Fan touched his chin: "If I don't go, you will go? Well, that's fine, you count as one."