I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Do you like joking? Go ahead and castrate him and throw him into a red light district to be a young lady. I heard that Fliss's technology is very reliable, so turning you into a beautiful girl will fulfill your dream, right?Wouldn't it be beautiful to have a man love you every night? "

Siberk fell to his knees with a thud, and his head hit the ground with a loud clang.

"Boss Cheng, your lord has a lot, just spare me once, and you can kill me!"

The Fall of Pure Love Warrior.

Hey, this follow-up is probably going to be a series of books, Cheng Rang thought.

"Hey, don't worry, I was just joking. Look, do they think so?" Cheng Rang waved his hand and looked around.

Siberk quickly raised his head and looked at the other high-level people sitting around the long table.

No one looked directly at him.

Cheng Rang asked again: "Do you think I'm joking?"

Still no one answered.

Under Xiboke's desperate eyes, Cheng Rang made a decision, "Okay, then it's settled! Come on~"

Outside the door, a small group of armed groups entered. Now the supreme command of the entire Fliss has been voted by all the high-level votes, with eleven votes in favor and one abstention, and the owner has changed.

"Take our Lord Siberk out and enjoy."

"Yes."

Under the silver-white icy mask, the mechanical obedience makes one feel comfortable physically and mentally.

"No, don't!! You kill me, you lunatic!"

Sibok was dragged out of the hall by the armed group, and his heart-rending screams gradually faded away.

Cheng Rang sat firmly in his seat and smiled disdainfully.

"Yeah, I'm a lunatic...so is there a problem?"

The entire hall was silent, and everyone was avoiding their gaze.

"Very well, then..."

With a snap, Cheng Rang clapped his hands, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if amnesty——

"Dismiss."

Chapter 49 Let's Visit Hakoniwa!

The holographic projections around the long table disappeared one by one, and then the defense system was reset, and the bright lights illuminated the resplendent hall again.

Cheng Rang kicked off the table, and the boss chair with wheels slid to the wine rack. He randomly picked out a bottle of wine that he had never seen before on the rack and tasted it.

"It's not bad, this guy enjoys it quite a bit." He came to such a conclusion.

When Cheng Rang was about to go back, there was another knock on the hall door.

"Enter."

The door opened in response, and a group of medical team members dressed in white rushed in pushing a cage. The cage contained the lizard man named A Ling.

"Mr. Cheng, according to the principle of succession of orders, Siberk's orders have been executed, and the operation on death row prisoner No. 16 has been completed, and she will leave it to you to decide on the follow-up matters."

With a thick restraining collar buckled around her neck, Ah Ling looked dazed, scanning the familiar surroundings left and right.

"Hey... what's going on, am I dead?"

Cheng Rang waved his hand to signal the others to retreat, and walked to the cage where A Ling was held.

"Yes, you did get a bullet through the back of the head. Dead, but not quite dead."

".....Who are you?"

Cheng Rang touched his cheek, and suddenly said: "Oh, I was a masked follower with a knife with Xiao Mo before, and now I just took off the mask. How about it, you don't recognize the handsome one?"

A Ling didn't bother to understand Cheng Rang's second half of what could be called a narcissistic sentence. She has different aesthetics from humans, and it was only after hearing the name "Xiao Mo" that her expression fluctuated a little.

"Little Mo, did she escape?"

"Yes, she has successfully returned home."

"That's good..." A Ling relaxed all over, leaning against a corner of the cage in a comfortable posture, "Now they resurrected me again, probably because I still have value to Fliss... It’s true, you can’t live in peace even if you die.”

Cheng Rang smiled slightly and said: "It seems that you don't know what happened yet, but it doesn't matter. After all, no one expected that things happened so fast."

"what....?"

"I thought that the high-ranking members of Fliss were men with a backbone, relying on the backing of the old gods behind them, they would rather die than surrender like fanatics, but I didn't expect that it took less than 10 minutes. The behind-the-scenes boss changed his name."

Cheng Rang gave a thumbs up to himself, "That's right, it's me!"

“…”

A Ling was silent at first, then slowly opened her eyes wide, her mouth and head tilted at the same time: "——Huh?!"

With a bang, one side of the heavy cage was cut off and fell to the ground. The shackles that bound the neck and hands were also released in the next second, and fell to the ground with weak electric sparks.

"Don't you understand? I rebelled and succeeded in seeking power and usurping the throne. Now the whole of Flis is under my control."

"No, wait... aren't you just a follower! Is it possible that I'm still dreaming? I must be dead..."

Cheng Rang was helpless

He shook his head, waved his hand and snapped his fingers a few times.

The door opened, and a manager with a silver mask walked in, bowing to Cheng Rang in a respectful gesture.

"Mr. Cheng, do you have an order?"

"Well, give me a pole dance, the more scratchy you are, the better."

"As ordered."

The silver-faced manager took the order without hesitation, and then his precise movements began to move gracefully around the "air steel pipe" like a machine.

A Ling's jaw fell to the ground on the spot, she rubbed her eyes, and kept muttering: "It's over, I must be crazy... If you get shot in the head, you will become abnormal."

The manager's "curvaceous" pole dancing is still going on, and Cheng Rang will never listen to him until Cheng Rang tells him to stop. Such obedient subordinates are just a place of peace of mind.

"Of course you read it right, and it's a reality now, as for the specific process, you don't have to ask..."

Cheng Rang did not stop A Ling from putting her hand into her mouth and biting hard, and continued to announce to her who gasped: "You are free now, and I have abolished the Fliss slave trade act, and now all The slave traders in Flis are either running fast, or they are turning into stars in the universe together with the blown up spaceship."

"The Slave Act was repealed?!"

"Yes, although I can only govern the scope of Fliss now, but as a large flea market in the multiverse transfer station, the slave trade that loses a lot of demand may suffer a very large loss...Maybe my sentence Maybe half of the Great Thousand Universe has been offended." Although he said so, Cheng Rang didn't look worried at all, just shrugged his shoulders relaxedly.

"No! You...you have made a very great decision. You must have saved more families and people than offended people. They will all come to support your wise decision!"

There were originally many galaxies and planets that opposed slavery, but because Friss refused to communicate with them because of the legalization of the slave trade, I am afraid that the number of customers will not decrease but increase, and the reputation and money will be harvested.

But on the other hand, there must be no shortage of guys who come to make trouble.

Thinking that he might not be able to just leave, Cheng Rang felt a little troubled.

Now who else can help me look after the situation... It must be the kind of voluntary part-time job?

Candidates are a problem, first: the strength must first let oneself see the past, second: you need someone you can absolutely trust, and third: have enough time to govern here.

After pinching his chin and contemplating for a long time, Cheng Rang finally thought of an excellent candidate when he glanced back and forth at the system interface.

--Herself.

Yes, "she" herself.

"A Ling, wait for me, I'll come as soon as I go!"

"Huh? Oh..."

Cheng Rang walked quickly past the manager who was still wriggling against the air pipe, and said to him, "Don't jump, come with me."

"Yes."

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Hakoba Nishi Ward**

**Outer Gate - Community: "Lebra" Station.

"so boring!"

In the guild hall decorated in a western medieval style, a petite figure with brown hair and blue eyes was putting his feet on the table in front of him without any ladylike demeanor, raising his head and shouting.

"Has it been 100 years, or 200 years... By the way, the time for the birth festival is still too short!"

Gracefield tousled his hair, shaking back and forth like a salted fish that had lost its dream hanging upside down on the chair.

The reason why it is so boring is that a month ago, the large-scale gathering "Hope Birth Festival" held here has successfully come to an end.

Hakoba Higashi Ward**

**The NoName members from the outer sect came all the way here to participate, and everyone had a great time.

Among them, in the last gift competition, the prize was "retrieve the lost memory", and finally succeeded in losing the competition under Gracefield's superb acting skills.

The team NoName, which was predetermined from the beginning of the draw, won.

It's just that the development of things seems to be a bit counterproductive...everyone recalled a lot of forgotten things, but it seems that the person who can remember Cheng Rang...

"It's none of my business...I've tried my best." Gracefell scratched his cheek with erratic eyes, wondering if the guy would just piss himself off if he came back.

No, no, maybe he won't do the matter of killing himself, maybe he will pull his delicate and weak self to be a coolie for the rest of his life?Brew the blue of resonance for him day and night...

"Master Phil, someone is visiting outside."

The sudden knock on the door accompanied by the call of the members of the community made Gracevier jump up from the chair and sit upright.

"Ah, here it is, who is it?"

"He said he was also a member of Libra, but did not wear the community crest."

"Oh, then let him in~~~ get out!" Gracefell's thought was rejected by the brain that reacted in an instant, and the words blurted out after turning a few corners.

"It's late, I'm coming in~"

"Yahhhhhh!!!"

When Cheng let that smiling face come in through the crack of the door, the girl behind the table not far away had a wonderful expression like a ghost, screaming and hugging the back of the chair and jumping up, the boss chair turned like an exhibition hand Do the same and hang on it for rotation.

"The Blue of Resonance is gone. Don't even think about snatching one of my mother's pieces again."

Order something!Get out of here! "

Chapter 50 "Reunion" with NoName

"Devoted Blade of Hope! (Gift: Devoted Blade of Hope!)"

Following Gracefell's Noble Phantasm, Liberation (Fog), a flying black long knife pierced fiercely through the process, making two fingers that wanted to snatch it empty-handed hit his forehead.

Pfft——!

【HP-**

**! (Critical hit)]

One billion dollars, as expected of me!

Bang Dang...!

With a knife stuck in his forehead, Cheng Rang fell backwards and fell straight to the ground. Within half a second, he raised his hand to hold the blade again and pulled it out of his head.

"Good guy, you're really not polite to strike, you are not afraid of hacking me to death with a single knife."

"Fart, I already knew that you couldn't die, and the novice long knife is still hanging on your waist. You can chop it however you want!" Gracefield raised his hand, and the black long knife escaped from Cheng Rang's control and flew towards her. Go, be firmly held in the palm of your hand.

"This knife is regarded as revenge for stealing my wine... How did you get here?"

I have to say that the feeling of reminiscing about the old days with myself is quite strange. Phil sat down again, propped his chin and looked at Cheng Rang in front of him.

"What are you doing so carefully? Do you miss my handsome face?"

Phil immediately retched with a livid face: "Ugh, isn't it, why are you so narcissistic after not seeing you for a few years?"

"It's just a joke to enliven the atmosphere. How about it? Is it fun to stay here?"