Chapter 393 The Prophet They Once feared...is Back!

For Fang Moli, he has had enough of being the captain, and he has become autistic.

When he first became the captain, he was high-spirited and majestic. He often flew with his sword and took the Xuanyuan Sword to various countries to intimidate him. No matter where he went, he was the center of attention and was treated as an honored guest.

At that time, he was satisfied with his addiction. However, due to the intensification of the invasion from the other side and the emergence of space nodes, his good days came to an end.

First, under the spotlight, he pretended to be defeated and was robbed of the Xuanyuan Sword and beaten. If the old bald donkey of Buddhism hadn't been worried about killing Fang Moli, which would damage the image of Buddhism and be detrimental to recruiting disciples, he would have been Long dead.

Later, the West was ruled by God, and his words became more and more tough, and small frictions continued to occur. He, the captain, had to humiliate the peace talks, compromise between Taoism, Buddhism and God, and survive in the cracks.

According to Fang Moli's temper, he would never be so angry, but there was no way, he had the headquarters behind him, he was the acting captain, he couldn't be impulsive, and he didn't dare to be impulsive.

The consequence of impulsiveness is not only his death, but also the annihilation of the entire headquarters. For the sake of the overall situation, he can only endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden.

Now that Fang Xiu is back, he is eager to return the position of captain. Whoever likes to be the captain, he is not worthy of it anyway.

After the brief meeting, Fang Xiu held another small meeting, leaving behind several captains from the headquarters, as well as Yang Ming and others.

"Notify the Buddhist clan immediately to return the Xuanyuan Sword within three days. If you refuse to return it, I will personally take someone to pick it up." Fang Xiu ordered.

"Fang Xiu, they will definitely not return it. If such a notice is passed on, wouldn't it be a warning?" The minister was slightly confused.

"What I want is to alert the enemy." Fang Xiu glanced at the crowd calmly and said slowly: "The headquarters has been weak for too long. It has survived in the cracks of various forces. Countries have been working against each other, and even stumbling behind the scenes. Now even their own antiques are gone. It cannot be taken back. It is time for this situation to change. Buddhism is the first target to establish its power.

I want to use Buddhism to announce to the world that the prophet they once feared...is back. "

Everyone was instantly refreshed. For some reason, they seemed to see a leader-like temperament in Fang Xiu, just like the ancient emperors who were not angry but had authority.

"Brother Xiu, will we attack Buddhism immediately if Buddhism does not return the Xuanyuan Sword after the three days?" Yang Ming was smoking, eager to try. His trouser pockets were bulging and filled with rectangular objects. He knew that without even thinking about it. What is it.

Obviously, since he suffered the loss of not having cigarettes at the burial ground, he has developed a memory, and now whenever he goes out, he can't even leave the house without a piece of clothing on him.

Fang Xiu nodded: "Let's add two more. In addition to the Xuanyuan Sword, Buddhism must compensate for the loss of the headquarters. One is to hand over the inheritance they have from the previous era, and the other is to compensate for another hundred artifacts or spiritual weapons. ”

"This..." Even though the minister is such a steady person, he feels a bit too overbearing at the moment. Such harsh conditions are obviously for the sake of war and war.

But he didn't question it, because no one would question the prophet's decision.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to issue a notice and publish your words on the home page of the Global Weird Forum." The minister finally nodded and called the staff to arrange for it to be done.

While arranging work, Fang Xiu took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Sir! You finally remembered me. I couldn't contact you before..."

"Stop talking nonsense, Ace of Spades, how did you complete the task I gave you?" Fang Xiu interrupted.

The respectful and slightly trembling voice of the Ace of Spades came from the phone: "My lord, I will definitely complete the task assigned by you to my death! Now that the poker organization has been integrated by me, now as long as you give an order, where is the poker card?" Where to hit!"

"Very well, Ace of Spades, you really did not disappoint me. Now, immediately summon all the members of the poker organization to prepare for a meeting. The address is Platform 18 of the High-speed Railway Station in Chengbei District, Shangjing City." Fang Xiu said in a calm tone. There is no doubt about his appearance, like a big shot who has been in a high position for a long time.

Ace of Spades' voice paused for a moment, then trembled: "Sir... Sir, do you want to hold a meeting in person?"

"Um."

Ace of Spades is getting more and more excited. Ever since Fang Xiu asked him to integrate the poker organization, he has never shown his face again. He can only follow Captain Fang's news silently on the forum and in the news.

This gave him a feeling of being abandoned by the organization, as if he had lost his sense of belonging.

Moreover, there are more and more disharmonious voices within the organization. In the past, Ace of Spades used Fang Xiu's reputation as the leader of the organization to intimidate his subordinates, telling them that it was the leader of the organization who authorized me to manage poker.

However, because Fang Xiu has not appeared in poker, more and more people began to suspect that Ace of Spades was falsely spreading the imperial edict, and because of Fang Xiu's instructions, Ace of Spades never revealed Fang Xiu's identity.

It has always been announced to the outside world that this gentleman is the dean's right-hand man, always following the dean on the other side, and rarely coming to the present world. This naturally makes the poker players more and more disbelieving.

Now that Fang Xiu has to hold a meeting in person, his Ace of Spades will completely secure his position as joker!

"It's an adult! I'll get ready right away. Within one day, I promise to bring everyone to the meeting place!"

"Yeah." Fang Xiu hummed lightly and hung up the phone.

In the conference room, several captains looked at Fang Xiu in slight surprise, but no one asked any more questions.

Fang Xiu's action just now would be quite explosive in any force, after all, the poker cards had attacked the headquarters, and the two sides should be mortal enemies.

This feeling is like a spy calling the spy organization in front of everyone, and it is a blatant move.

But in the headquarters, on Fang Xiu, this action does not make people feel inconsistent at all. Those who know the inside story will naturally not think too much, and those who don't know the inside story will naturally think that it is all Fang Xiu's plan for the future, and they will not think too much.

They will not be surprised if the poker cards become a subordinate unit of the headquarters one day.

"Okay, go down, now there are more strange events, everyone has their own duties."

"Yes, Captain!" Everyone shouted in unison.

(Later)