Some people were still collecting the bodies.
This should be the final blow.
Kong Hanan blinked.
Is it such a coincidence?
"Brother Guan, Brother Guan, I'm here..."
A weak cry rang in my ears.
Kong Hanan didn't react for a moment, until everyone around him looked at him strangely, Kong Hanan remembered that he was now Guan Moumou.
Turning my head to look...
Cang was riddled with arrows and lay weakly among the corpses, stretching his hands towards Kong Hanan.
Kong Hanan looked around.
This group of "friendly forces" became the same as before, silent and with either livid or pale faces.
They stopped what they were doing.
Those who help others, those who are helped, those who collect corpses, those who finish off others, and those who wail.
Everyone stopped and looked at Kong Hanan.
Everyone stared at Kong Hanan.
Somewhat creepy.
"Brother Guan, come and give me a hand."
Cang shouted weakly.
Kong Hanan was a little dazed.
So now it's my turn to interact with the scene?
Finally, I feel a sense of participation.
Kong Hanan stretched out his hand and pulled up the warehouse.
The "friendly forces" around began to act on their own again, and the noise returned to the field.
"Honestly, this is a bit fake."
Kong Hanan sighed and followed the others' actions to carry the warehouse on his back.
He was facing a rain of arrows, and his clothes were torn only on the front, but the back was okay.
"Brother Guan, your martial arts are amazing. I have never seen anyone as brave as you."
Cang, who was behind him, answered the question irrelevantly.
Come on...it's an NPC.
Kong Hanan sighed in his heart.
Among so many people in Jianmen Pass, Cang's behavior was considered normal, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be an established procedure.
"By the way, Brother Guan, you must have beheaded quite a few people this time, right? Did you get a promotion?"
Cang asked from behind.
Then, he seemed to remember something and quickly explained.
"Hey, look at my memory. You got hit on the head before and you don't remember it."
"Behead ten people and you'll be promoted to squad leader. Behead a hundred and you'll be a platoon leader. Behead a thousand and you'll be a centurion. Behead ten thousand and you'll be the commander of Jianmen Pass."
"Brother Guan, I see you were incredibly brave just now. What did you gain?"
Kong Hanan said casually.
"Hey, I just watched from the side, but I didn't get anything."
The sounds around stopped again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Kong Hanan again.
Cang was behind him, his tone cold: "You didn't get anything?"
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