The person who was dragged out was naturally Meng Di.

In two days, Meng Di truly experienced what it meant to live a life worse than death.

It was also the first time he understood why some people said that living was more terrifying than death.

He couldn't even tell whether he was dead or alive.

Huizi hasn't slept for two days.

He has been accompanying Meng Di for the past two days.

And Meng Di also experienced repeated mental states.

From the initial anger, to the subsequent collapse, to numbness, and then back to madness...

At this time, when he was dragged by Xu Ben to the front of Jia Hu's coffin, there was a smile on his face.

There was a foolish smile on that face covered in blood and mud.

Saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he even laughed occasionally.

Bang.

Xu Ben let go, and Meng Di lay on the ground, laughing strangely.

The people around him had eyes full of indifference.

Except for Alfonso and others from Region E.

Alfonso was not sure whether Ning Fan had organized such a funeral just for him to see, or whether he really wanted to give Jia Hu a grand farewell.

My previous attitude was already very humble.

In theory, there won't be any more conflicts, and Ning Fan doesn't need to do this anymore.

But even so, Alfonso could still feel that Ning Fan was trying to scare others by making an example of him.

If you provoke my border defense forces, first consider whether you can withstand my wrath.

Meng Di’s current fate is Ning Fan’s attitude.

"It is said that this Meng Di is a general of the F Region Global Patrol Army."

On the side, Shiva reminded.

Of course, Alfonso also knew something about the distribution of power in Region F.

All-area patrol army.

Second only to the district city guards.

The commander seems to be called Guan Shanyue.

It is said that he is a powerful person of the [Thousand Souls Level].

When this information appeared in Alfonso's mind, he couldn't help but extend his thoughts.

The general of the Regional Patrol Army killed Jia Hu, and in order to avenge Jia Hu, Ning Fan actually dared to turn against him!

You know, the other party has a [Thousand Souls Level] in charge.

On Ning Fan's side, the only known ones are three high-level [Hundred Souls Level].

One of them is still in the coffin in front of us.

Why does he do that?

Otherwise, Ning Fan might be hiding a Thousand Souls Level expert.

Or, Ning Fan’s status and influence in Region F is much higher than Alfonso imagines now!

Alfonso already knew that Ning Fan was highly valued by the F Region Headquarters.

But now it seems that I still underestimated Ning Fan's status.

The headquarters could choose between a Thousand Souls-level warrior and Ning Fan to protect him...

This weight is too heavy!

This funeral made Alfonso feel a little emotional.

This experience is so similar to my own!

It was also the high-level [Hundred Souls Level] under his command who was killed.

The headquarters also has to face the choice between him and the [Thousand Souls Level].

The difference is that District F chose to stand up for Ning Fan.

And I...

hehe.

Our own headquarters hasn't even farted a word so far.

Maybe the masters in the headquarters don’t even remember the name “Tice”.

Under such a contrast, it is difficult for Alfonso's mentality not to change.

We are all working hard for our own region, so why...

The gap is so big?!

On the other side, Xu Ben had already stood beside Jia Hu's coffin.

"Master Tiger, we... have avenged you."

After saying this, Xu Ben bent down formally for once.

After this turn, he didn't get up for a long time.

Ning Fan and other core members of the team have also arrived next to the coffin.

Everyone was dressed in black.

Meng Di over there was still laughing "hehehe".

Yan Feng first took out a knife and chopped his shoulder blade.

"ah!!"

Meng Di screamed in pain, his facial expression became distorted, and it was impossible to tell whether he was laughing or crying.

Immediately afterwards, Qu Hongbo also used a bone whip to whip his face until the skin and flesh were torn.

Everyone is using their own methods to leave wounds on Mengdi.

It hurts a lot.

But not fatal.

Until Meng Di fell in a pool of blood, it was obvious that he was breathing out more than breathing in.

Ning Fan walked up to Meng Di with the broken sword in his hand.

A sword pierced his throat.

Meng Di stared at Ning Fan with his eyes, which had turned completely red.

Ning Fan didn't feel any discomfort. He shook his wrist and the broken sword cut through Meng Di's neck.

Meng Di was completely silent.

Ning Fan turned around, his face showing some excitement.

"Master Tiger! Have a safe journey!"

He was the first to shout.

Immediately afterwards, everyone followed Ning Fan and shouted loudly!

"Master Tiger!! Have a safe journey!"

The shouts echoed in the east of the city.

And just to one side of the crowd, a person...

With a thud, he knelt on the ground.

He kowtowed three times towards Jia Hu's coffin.

These three heads knocked hard.

When he raised his head, a few trickles of blood flowed from his forehead.

This person is Luo Xiu.

"Master Tiger! Farewell!!"

Luo Xiu roared, "Cheers! To the loyal hero of the Luo family!!"

…

The funeral lasted for three hours.

During the funeral, Ning Fan also announced two pieces of news.

First, the border defense forces will be redistributed from today.

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