"What?" Johnson was stunned for a moment. Rogers and the others looked over in surprise. Joey walked over: "You're not kidding, are you?" "Don't come over, Kelly will accidentally fall down. You don't want to do this." Zhuo Fan said to stop Joey, and he looked at Johnson with freckles on his face. "I told you to shoot, I won't say it for the fourth time."

"No...I..." Johnson's hand holding the rifle began to tremble.

Zhuo Fan said loudly: "Weak guy! Useless thing! How can you save Kelly if you don't shoot!"

A dark cloud floated by the sky as the breeze stirred, and it blocked the venomous sunlight. The sky darkened, which made everyone's shadow disappear for a moment.

Joey walked to Johnson and patted Johnson's thin shoulders: "I understand what he means, if you can't do it..."

The sunlight was sunlight after all. It took only a moment for him to pierce the dark clouds' defense line, and the dazzling sunlight once again enveloped the entire flange. Johnson pressed the trigger while his shadow appeared again. Everything happened very quickly, and Joey couldn't stop it.

"Bang!" The huge recoil caused by the rifle fire knocked Johnson's shoulder into pain.

The bullet tore the layers of air and flew towards Zhuo Fan's chest. The distance of more than ten meters was only a matter of 0:00 seconds for the bullet. In the blink of an eye, it came to Zhuo Fan. With a "swish", the bullet suddenly stopped, then turned the direction and flew out in a slanted manner.

Everyone was shocked to speak in shock when they saw this strange scene. Johnson fired the gun and was shocked the most: "How did you... do it?"

Zhuo Fan shook his head and did not answer. He added force on his hand and dragged Kelly up. Kelly lay on the ground and took a breath, and rolled and crawled away from Zhuo Fan, and kept screaming: "You are the devil!"

"You guys, go and calm Kelly." Rogers ordered, and immediately two guards dragged Kelly under the city wall.

The strong wind blew, and the clouds in the sky were like flowing water, blocking the sunlight from time to time, and the brightness of the light mask between heaven and earth began to change drastically. In the light and darkness, Zhuo Fan seemed to walk towards Johnson at a strange rhythm.

Johnson felt his breathing rhythm was disrupted, even his heartbeat.

Walking slowly to Johnson, Zhuo Fan did not stop and passed by Johnson. Zhuo Fan stopped and said in a deep voice: "Johnson, you see it! How weak are you..."

Johnson's face turned pale, and his hands holding the gun tightened, and he was almost crushing the barrel.

Zhuo Fan looked at all the guards and said, "...Even if you have rifles now, you can't even kill me. What do you think when the ice giant attacks, what can you do when the ice giants attack? When Lord Nice fights the ice giants alone, you waste can only become prey and audiences."

The guards all lowered their heads, clenched their teeth, but were unable to refute.

Zhuo Fan bounced away his hands and continued, "Even if you were lucky enough to not become prey of the ice and snow giants, you would be forced to witness the tragic situation of the Flange residents. You will see your relatives, parents, friends, and children being killed and swallowed by the ice and snow giants. Even so, do you still choose to remain indifferent now?"

Maybe they were shocked by the powerful force, or maybe they were scared by the horror scenes depicted by Zhuo Fan, the expressions of the guards became different, from the original confusion and negativity to unwillingness and anger. The object of their anger was not Zhuo Fan, but themselves, their anger at their incompetence and weakness.

"No! No!" "No!" Several guards could not control their intense mood.

Zhuo Fan walked out of the guards and walked towards the stairs leaving the city wall. His voice became weaker and weaker: "So you who are so weak cannot even do your job well. Since that's the case, don't strengthen the city defense. Just open the city gate and welcome the ice and snow giants. Then give your lives and your family with both hands..."

Rogers suddenly rushed to Zhuo Fan and whispered: "You said, will the ice giant really come?"

"I believe in Lord Nice, my own judgment, and I also believe in Flan's fate..." After saying that, Zhuo Fan went down the city tower and walked towards Kelly.

Under the shadow of the city wall, Kai covered his eyes with his hand: "Don't come over." But he only felt someone patting his shoulder, and nothing happened. When he let go of his hand, he realized that Zhuo Fan had walked away.

The sun became more and more vicious. On the wall, Rogers stopped commanding and looked at the guards who were working hard in surprise. "Even lazy Joy is so serious! Kelly is also helping them strengthen the wall together... Maybe, with our weak guys, we might really change the fate of Flange..."

Stopped to wipe the body of the short-range artillery, Joey raised his head in the sunshine, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked in the direction where someone left, and whispered: "What a crappy encouragement... but the effect was unexpectedly good..."

Shuving through the shadow of the street, Zhuo Fan did not return to the Yuesai Hotel, but instead rushed towards the Kuangdao Bar in the commercial area.

"Let Guo Zi find some security assistants, and then they come to calm the emotions of the residents of Flan..." Zhuo Fan thought, and was interrupted by the "buzzing" vibration of the mobile phone. Press the power button, and the screen of the mobile phone lights up, and two text messages signed by Sherlock are displayed on it.

The first one is, "Hello, Mr. Zhuo Fan, given your contribution to assisting the city defense before, I will give you a special reward of 500 yuan in alliance coins and 5 points of town contribution value."

The second one is a text message that you don’t need to read. I used to transfer 300 to Zhuo Ying, but now it’s 500 more. Anyway, there is no interest if I save it. He also remitted the 500 to the member account of [Zombie Financial Management]. After all, the account is still more than 100,000.

"The contribution value of the town? The alliance coins are 500, and the contribution value is only 5 points. It seems that this thing is quite rare." Putting away the phone, Zhuo Fan continued to rush. Soon he came here outside the Kuangdao Bar, and there were many people around the bar, whispering and talking.

As soon as Zhuo Fan came over, four or five people immediately came over.

"Second brother!" "Second brother! You are here."

Zhuo Fan glanced at the four great kings, nodded, and said to the bald and bare-spoken man among them: "Qinglong, where is Guo Zi? Call him out, I have something to do with him."

"Wait a mininute."

After chatting with a few people for a while, I learned a little about the situation of the Kuangdao Bar after Wang Badao left. Because the Cobra died suddenly, the Kuangdao Bar's power expanded rapidly and the manpower was also sufficient.

Guo Sisi walked out quickly, and as soon as Zhuo Fan met, he pulled him under the shade of the tree next to him: "Guo Zi, I have something to do to help the congregation in the meeting."

"Second brother, don't be so polite. Just say anything. Do you think you are interested in a girl from any family..."

Zhuo Fan's expression was serious and he ignored irrelevant topics: "How many congregations will Scar have now?"

...

After a conversation, Zhuo Fan asked the most important question: "How many people can join the [Public Security Group]?"

"100 is absolutely fine. Work hard for 150. If you have some rewards, 200 are possible. I just don't know if the flange needs so many assistants." As he said, Guo Sisi raised his acne-ridden face and smiled proudly.

"Yes, you have to come all the time," Zhuo Fan didn't remember the number of assistants in the text message. "Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"Okay, I'll do it, don't worry!" Guo Sisi said loudly with his hands on his hips.

Zhuo Fan looked at Guo Sisi and suddenly felt that the other party was a little overconfident. He patted Guo Sisi on the shoulder and said, "These kings are not here, you should live a comfortable life!"

"That's..." Guo Sisi also realized something and began to restrain himself. "No...No, I have always been following my elder brother's instructions. Second brother, you know that I am a duty person..."

Sighing, Zhuo Fan said again, "It's an extraordinary time now, so you can't be careless. By the way, there is another thing about the security co-governors, I want to explain it. If you really encounter ice and snow giants siege, these co-governors would be better to help evacuate the crowd and maintain public order. Of course, this is very dangerous, so it is voluntary. Remember to remind this when you talk to the congregation."

Zhuo Fan waved his hand and turned around and left.

After leaving the Kuangdao Bar, Zhuo Fan took out his phone again and looked at the above task text message. He had completed two, and one of them was also the work of [collecting salt] from the citizens. But he had no idea about this one. Logically speaking, the city lord's official must have taken various measures. His personal abilities are limited, so he must not be able to compare with the official influence.

"Even if the Scar Club is activated, it is impossible to force tens of thousands of residents to donate salt." The salt is very valuable now, Zhuo Fan still knows it. But if you want to deal with the ice and snow giant, [concentrated salt water] is a miraculous weapon! He can also understand the official dilemma. "Residents are definitely not happy about this kind of thing that harms personal interests. The residents are still wondering if there will be ice and snow giants siege... Alas..."

After knocking on several doors, Zhuo Fan began to collect salt from house to house. Although he had expected that the result would not be ideal, he was still slapped by reality.

He sat on the bench on the street, feeling very depressed.

Just ten minutes ago, he knocked on five families with good family conditions. As a result, two families did not open the door at all. When the family heard that he was collecting salt, they slammed the door and drove people away. There were two more families who were better, but they also politely refused.

Zhuo Fan stood up suddenly with a slap in the bench. Passers-by looked at each other, and Zhuo Fan glanced back, but the pedestrians didn't dare to look at it.

"The essential problem is not salt at all, but a question of not believing in each other! This kind of large-scale questioning atmosphere..." After grabbing his hair, Zhuo Fan began to walk towards the city lord's mansion.
Chapter completed!