" Brother Fan!"
The fat man was so anxious he wanted to jump down and help, but he knew very well that if he recklessly went down, he would not only fail to help Brother Fan Brother Fan, but would also distract him.
This is absolutely suicide!
Jiang Fan and the Early-Stage Sixth Rank assassin were still locked in a stalemate, but Jiang Fan was clearly showing signs of defeat.
If Jiang Fan hadn't been holding Spirit Weapon at this moment, he would have already perished from the opponent's Heart-Shattering Seal.
Just as Jiang Fan was about to give up, the Early-Stage Sixth Rank assassin suddenly saw a smile curl up at the corner of Jiang Fan's mouth.
Upon seeing this, the Early-Stage Sixth Rank assassin's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly cried out in alarm.
His reaction was incredibly fast; he immediately withdrew his attack, circulated his qi and blood, and fled for his life at top speed.
However, in just two breaths, the road ahead was blocked by someone who suddenly appeared.
After seeing the person's face clearly, an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
"The Wei San Commander of the Divine Wind Camp "
Why would Wei San, one of the thirteen commanders directly under the commander-in-chief of the Divine Wind Camp, be here?
Although they caused some chaos at the fortress, such a small-scale incident hardly warranted the deployment of such a high-ranking official.
"Oh? You know me? That makes things easier. I'll give you two choices: one, give up resistance and come back to the Divine Wind Camp with me, revealing the purpose of this operation. Two—"
Wei San deliberately paused, a cold glint seemingly surging within his slightly narrowed pupils.
"Secondly, let me cripple you half to death, then bring you back to the Divine Wind Camp and tell you the purpose of this operation."
Hehe--hahaha--
The Early-Stage Sixth Rank assassin suddenly burst into laughter, his voice filled with determination and ruthlessness.
Jiang Fan used his Psychic Power to detect the restless blood energy within the assassin's body and shouted at Wei San.
"Oh no! He's going to self-destruct!"
Upon hearing Jiang Fan's reminder, Wei San dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately took action, preventing the assassin from self-destructing in time.
"Call--"
Wei San wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and walked towards Jiang Fan.
"Thankfully, you reminded me. I must say, Spirit Master are truly amazing in every way."
After saying that, she noticed Jiang Fan's injuries and asked, "How are you? Are you alright?"
"They're all superficial injuries. I just took Body Restoration Pill, and I'm almost fully recovered," Jiang Fan replied.
"Hmm." Wei San nodded. "In that case, I'll take the person back for interrogation first."
The fat man's eyes widened, his gaze constantly scanning back and forth between Jiang Fan and Wei San. Every now and then, he would rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
This is the commander-in-chief of the Divine Wind Camp! Why would he care so much about Brother Fan?
"By the way, there are quite a few assassins in that underground parking garage."
Jiang Fan pointed in a direction, and through his Psychic Power, he clearly "saw" that the group of assassins were being blocked by his Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros.
Among those assassins, the most skilled were undoubtedly the three High-Stage Fifth Rank assassins.
The herd of Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros contained two Four Star demonic beasts, and their sheer numbers and thick hides made it difficult for the assassins to escape.
Wei San instructed his subordinates, "You all go over there."
"Yes."
"I'm afraid you'll have to go there personally, Commander Wei San," Jiang Fan said.
"Um?"
"There was a very powerful expert who was locked in a fierce battle with the willpower within the fat man."
Upon hearing this, Wei San's pupils contracted.
He knew the fat man's identity and guessed who the willpower within him belonged to.
Just as Wei San was about to go over, a giant tortoise carrying a bright and beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old flew over at high speed.
After stopping, the giant turtle shrank at a visible speed and lay on the girl's shoulder.
Jiang Fan stared at the Little Turtle in astonishment; it was the first time he had ever seen Little Turtle grow so huge.
He thought the Little Turtle was only that big.
Of course, size is not the main point.
Instead, he felt a terrifying aura emanating from the giant tortoise, far surpassing that of Jin Changfeng and Zhou Lingxing, and even comparable to the willpower of the old ancestor of the Pill Pavilion on the fat man.
If the Crazy Old Man hadn't mentioned that the Little Turtle was one of the four guardian Divine Beast of the Church of Justice, he would probably be incredibly surprised right now.
Wei San stood aside without saying a word, knowing that the girl in front of him was actually the ancestor of the Pill Pavilion.
Just a few days ago, he received a report from Yuanwu, saying that the old ancestor of the Pill Pavilion wanted to be a transfer student in the first year, and asked him to report it to Yan Shuai.
When he heard the news, his jaw nearly dropped.
Yan Shuai simply waved his hand, "Let her be."
Wang Yao approached the fat man, looked him up and down, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, the injury isn't too serious."
After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Fan again, "You're quite badly injured."
Jiang Fan didn't speak, but glanced at the fat man out of the corner of his eye.
He noticed that the fat man wanted to speak several times, but ultimately held back.
Knowing Fatty's personality well, Wang Yao noticed that something was wrong with him.
Is there something you want to tell me?
Under Wang Yao's question, the fat man became nervous, and Jiang Fan was no better off, though he still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
"So you do have something to say to me."
Wang Yao had watched Fatty grow up, and she knew his words and actions inside and out.
Torn between his ancestors and his brothers, the fat man was in a complete mess of conflicting emotions.
Just then, Wang Yao's expression suddenly turned extremely cold and solemn, and she abruptly turned her head to look in a certain direction.
" Little Turtle! Hurry!"
The Little Turtle understood and transformed back into a large turtle, carrying Wang Yao as it flew away.
"This direction--"
Jiang Fan and Wei San exchanged a glance, realizing that something significant must have happened in the underground parking garage.
"You stay here, I'll go over there."
Before the words had even finished, Wei San had already flown away.
Even without Wei San's reminder, Jiang Fan wouldn't be foolish enough to participate in that level of combat.
However, this prevented him from perceiving with his Psychic Power.
Inside the underground parking garage, one minute ago.
Wang Yao's willpower gradually waned, and she could no longer maintain it.
The expert opposite him, though bearing various injuries and looking extremely disheveled, feared that if the fight continued, he wouldn't have the time to kill him.
"Is it finally... is it almost over?"
The expert wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; his blood and qi were turbulent, indicating that his injuries were not minor.
Seeing Wang Yao becoming increasingly transparent, the huge weight that had been pressing on his heart finally felt much lighter.
"Senior Wang, your willpower is about to dissipate. Why not give up now? Besides, so much time has passed; your Wang Family's young master must have already perished."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yao's breathtakingly beautiful face revealed a crazed, bloodthirsty look, as if she were about to go mad.