Ten times the compensation!

"You are blackmailing our Feiskull clan!" the old man roared, his thick neck seemed to be a little thicker.

Zhou Fan said with a cold face: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, don't I want you to surrender to me. Do you think you don't have to pay any price if you want to survive?"

"If you don't give it to me, then there's no need to say anything else. At worst, you can kill you all and grab all your things back."

Zhou Fan asked them to pay a big enough price. If it weren't for the fact that the Flying Skull Clan was useful, he would have killed him long ago, so how could he talk nonsense to them? Do you really think that his knife is not sharp enough?

Of course, if the Feishou tribe does not agree, then kill them and find another tribe. It will be very troublesome to do this.

He can't leave Hei Shui City for too long.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and Wusang had already asked him what Zhou Fan had said.

The old man could only tell Wusang what Zhou Fan said. Wusang was furious when he heard it, but the old man kept speaking quickly and spoke to Wusang. Wusang gradually became silent.

The Feishou tribesmen were all looking at their patriarchs, and fighting or not fighting was in between Wusang's words.

Wusang looked at Zhou Fan, his big head swayed and another mouthful of blood spurted out. Only when he had fought with Zhou Fan knew how terrible Zhou Fan was.

This is not an enemy that the Feishou tribe can resist. He said something to the old man with a calm face, and the old man looked at Zhou Fan and said quickly: "We have agreed to your first condition and told you your second condition, but I warn you that if your second condition is too much, our Feishou tribe would rather die than agree."

"Before I say the second condition, I want to know if you Feishu Clan will keep your promise?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Promise?" the old man said lightly: "It depends on what it is, what is your second condition?"

"Do you have any connection with other barbarian monster tribes?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Of course, but if you want us to sell you information from other tribes, don't think about it." The old man frowned and said, "Even if we don't meet each other, some of us still have a lot of blood feud, but there are agreements between our tribes, and such things are not allowed..."

"I didn't ask you to sell the information of other tribes." Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "I hope to eliminate the battle between you, the foreign tribes and our Hei Shui Protectorate. These battles are not of any benefit to us."

"I don't know other tribes, but our Feishu tribe is never afraid of war!" The old man said coldly: "Only the weak are afraid of war."

"I'm not afraid of war, but what are the benefits of war?" Zhou Fan asked: "Even if we don't understand the language, our customs and concepts are very different. But if you understand human language, other large tribes should also have people who understand human language. You are not short of food for survival, so why do you have to fight?"

"Survival in the wild and survival of the fittest is normal for us." The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "I understand what you mean. Do you want to sign a ceasefire agreement with the tribes, right? Haven't you made such an attempt before? Do you still want to continue with such an attempt?"

In the past, when the Maharaja tribes knew that they could not destroy these barbarian demon tribes, they wanted to sign a ceasefire agreement and were willing to pay a certain amount of money or food to these barbarian demon tribes. However, many barbarian demon tribes swallowed all their money and food into their stomachs, and did whatever they should do, and didn't care about the ceasefire agreement at all.

So this method doesn't work.

Zhou Fan said with a cold face: "Of course I know that this method doesn't work. You barbarian monsters don't believe anything, they only believe in their own tribe members. The barbarian monsters of the other tribes won't believe it, let alone us from the Great Wei people."

"Then what do you want us to do?" The old man felt stranger.

"As long as it is a living being, you cannot get rid of the shackles of the oath. I hope to sign a blood-word oath with the patriarch of the 300 tribes of the Barbarian Demon Ice Domain that cannot be violated." Zhou Fan said slowly.

The old man was stunned. He laughed in silence and said, "Although you are strong, why do you think we will sign such a blood-word vow with you? Even if you kill everyone in the Feishou clan, the patriarch will not sign it with you."

"As for other tribes, I don't think so."

Such a blood-like vow bound by oaths will be signed. Whoever violates it will die, and who dares to sign it?

The tribal patriarch represents the honor of the clan. If he is forced to sign such a vow, it will be a huge humiliation for the tribe.

"I will not force you to sign with me. You will voluntarily sign such a blood-word vow with me." Zhou Fan said lightly: "In the blood-word vow, we can make an agreement to decide the victory or defeat in the form of a competition. If we win, we will have to fight us for three years, and we must provide us with a certain amount of barbarian demon ice domain materials. If we lose... you can discuss what you want first."

"But you want more, the greater the price you pay if you lose. This is a fair pledge."

"The blood-word pledge that determines the outcome in the competition..." The old man looked at Zhou Fan incredible. He did not expect Zhou Fan to come up with such an idea.

"This kind of thing is definitely not something that your clan can make a decision." Zhou Fan said again: "My second condition is that your Flying Skull Clan must inform all tribes for me, saying that the new Grand Protector of the Hei Shui Protectorate has such a proposal to see if they are interested in it."

Zhou Fan would make such a blood-word vow because he knew that these monsters were fighting by nature. Since they were fighting, he would try to use competitions to determine the outcome with them.

Of course, this may not be really possible. It is good to achieve it. It doesn’t matter to him that it cannot. It’s good to negotiate. The negotiation is very time-consuming and there will be a truce during the negotiation. The longer the negotiation, the better. Maybe he will leave the Hei Shui Protectorate by then.

His request was originally made with two intentions.

"I think the second condition is not difficult for you, right?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

The old man did not answer. He and Wusang and other people from the Flying Crane tribe whispered Zhou Fan’s second request. After hearing this, Wusang and other people from the Flying Crane tribe all looked complicated and then started to speak in a gusto.

Finally, Wusang turned around and spoke seriously.

"We agreed to your second condition. We will tell all tribes for you about your proposal, but we don't know if they are interested or have responded. When we get the exact news, how should we tell you?" the old man translated for Wusang.

"Thank you for this." Zhou Fan felt relieved and said, "Can you use talismans and utensils?"

"Of course," the old man frowned and said, "Our cultivation is different from your human race, but it is not a problem to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and activate these gadgets."

Zhou Fan gave them several notes to the Qianli.

The people from the Feishou clan quickly took out ten times of the compensation. Zhou Fan took it into the storage bag without hesitation and said goodbye.
Chapter completed!