Chapter 717: I Love Ganging Up

"Sister, take that Heaven-grade mid-level mission to suppress the Thunder Monarch." Lin Fan tapped the counter as he spoke.

"Huh?" The girl looked up at him, a puzzled expression on her face. "Could you say that again?"

To her, many powerful teams had taken on this Heaven-grade mid-level mission to suppress the Thunder Monarch, but all had failed. No one dared to take it anymore.

"The Uprising Army wants to take the Heaven-grade mid-level mission to suppress the Thunder Monarch," Lin Fan said deliberately.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, hurry up," Lin Fan said impatiently.

"Since it's a Heaven-grade mid-level mission, you need to put down fifty thousand contribution points as a deposit," the girl said.

"A deposit of contribution points?" Lin Fan was speechless. Who the hell came up with this rule? Taking a high-difficulty mission required a deposit of contribution points? Were they crazy for contribution points?

"Yes, without fifty thousand contribution points, you can't take this Heaven-grade mid-level mission," the girl said patiently.

Lin Fan looked at his members and sighed. These were people no one wanted to recruit; how could they have such contribution points?

"I have a hundred contribution points."

"I have three hundred."

"I spent all mine on pills."

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The onlookers silently laughed. Was the Uprising Army here to joke around? Without fifty thousand contribution points, they wanted to take a Heaven-grade mid-level mission? How ridiculous.

"A bunch of clowns."

At that moment, a harsh voice rang out. Not far away, a man in white robes with long flowing hair held a sword in his arms. His aura was transcendent; he was clearly no ordinary being.

"That's the White Sword Saint, Feng Wushuang."

"He's the sword clan prodigy who escaped from the Thunder Monarch."

"He's the vice-captain of the Sword God Team, even stronger than Nie Kuanglong. If the Uprising Army knows what's good for them, they won't provoke him."

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"Sissy, who are you calling a clown?" Lin Fan was annoyed. Why did he get mocked everywhere he went?

This couldn't be tolerated. He had to establish his authority.

"What did you say?" Feng Wushuang was enraged when he heard himself called a sissy. With his handsome features, if he didn't speak, he really looked like a woman. He hated being called a sissy more than anything.

"Sissy, sissy," Lin Fan said.

"You..." Feng Wushuang's eyes flashed with killing intent, and his sword aura emerged, but then he seemed to think of something and retracted it. "You're asking for death."

"Yes, I can officially tell you, I am asking for death. But you can't do anything to me. Come on, please strike me dead with one sword," Lin Fan taunted freely.

"Benefactor, we're new here. Our team just formed. We need to keep a low profile," Shakyamuni Venerable said, his hair standing on end. Feng Wushuang gave him a very dangerous feeling, and in such a short time, they had already offended several people. Even with a taunt face, this was too fast.

"Baldy, we're the Uprising Army. We can't keep a low profile," Lin Fan said, waving his hand.

"Hey, are you taking the mission or not?" the girl asked impatiently.

Hearing this, Lin Fan looked at Feng Wushuang. "Stinky sissy, what are you looking at? If you're not convinced, go get your people. We'll have a big fight later, and I'll beat you until you cry. Am I right?"

"Yes!" the Uprising Army members shouted. They felt their blood boiling. This was the life they pursued.

As for possibly getting beaten black and blue later, if the captain wasn't afraid, why should they be?

"Good, very good." Feng Wushuang glared coldly at Lin Fan, then left in a rage.

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Now Lin Fan was troubled. Where the hell was he going to find fifty thousand contribution points?

Just then, he saw an acquaintance.

"Wait a moment." Lin Fan waved to the girl and ran over. "Liu Qiangwei, can you do me a favor? Lend me fifty thousand contribution points. I'll pay you back later."

Liu Qiangwei looked at Lin Fan without hesitation. "Okay."

"Great." Lin Fan took the fifty thousand contribution points with a smile and immediately went back to the girl.

"Here are fifty thousand contribution points. Give me that mission."

The girl at the mission counter hadn't expected him to get fifty thousand contribution points so quickly. She transferred the mission to the Uprising Army.

"Alright, the mission has been assigned to your Uprising Army. You have two days. I hope you succeed." The girl had no hope for them.

"Now, turn in the mission." As soon as the mission was assigned, Lin Fan said.

"Huh?" The girl was stunned, then her face turned cold. "Are you messing with me?"

"Why would I mess with you? Baldy, drag the Thunder Monarch over here," Lin Fan said.

Shakyamuni Venerable didn't hesitate and immediately dragged over the Thunder Monarch, who was already like a dead dog.

The surrounding crowd had been watching this bizarre team, and when they heard about turning in the mission, they couldn't help but laugh.

Was the Uprising Army mentally challenged?

But when Shakyamuni Venerable dragged over an ancient clan member, everyone froze. Then they looked up at the mission board at the information about the Thunder Monarch.

"Holy crap, is that really the Thunder Monarch?"

"Looks like it. They're identical."

"I just got news that the Thunder Monarch was suppressed by someone from our guardian grounds. It was the Uprising Army."

"No way. Could it be them?"

At that moment, everyone was shocked, their faces full of disbelief.

"Sister, inspect the goods. But when we suppressed this guy, he resisted too hard, and we accidentally crushed his balls. That shouldn't be a problem, right?" Lin Fan was really afraid that the Thunder Monarch's defect would make them refuse to pay.

Shakyamuni Venerable rolled his eyes. Crushed? They were kicked off by the crowd.

The girl looked at the Thunder Monarch, then at the mission info, and then stared at Lin Fan in shock, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

Just then, the girl received a divine thought. Her expression gradually changed, and her tone became shocked.

"Heaven-grade mid-level mission complete. Here are two hundred thousand contribution points, plus your deposit of fifty thousand."

"Efficient." Lin Fan smiled, took the two hundred thousand contribution points, then went to Liu Qiangwei and returned the fifty thousand. "Thanks."

Liu Qiangwei opened her mouth as if to say something, but finally closed it.

Now, with two hundred thousand contribution points, Lin Fan stood tall.

"Zhao Xiaomao, here are fifty thousand contribution points. Go buy some materials for me," Lin Fan said, handing the points to the dumbfounded Zhao Xiaomao.

Zhao Xiaomao was so moved he almost cried. He hadn't expected the captain to trust him so much, handing over such a large sum of contribution points so easily.

"Hurry up, I need them urgently. Come back as fast as you can," Lin Fan said.

"Yes, Captain. I guarantee I'll finish the task as fast as possible." Zhao Xiaomao swore in his heart not to let the captain down, so he took off running.

At that moment, Lin Fan's eyes gleamed. Ganging up? Then he'd play along with them.

Now, the guardian grounds were in turmoil. Nie Kuanglong and Feng Wushuang were both enraged by the detestable Uprising Army. They would make them pay.

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