Half an hour later, the thick fog shrouding the outskirts of the city gradually dissipated.

Someone with good intentions once went to the place where strange phenomena occurred to observe, but found nothing else except that the ground under their feet seemed to have been renovated.

In the end, Yang Pan still did not kill the Tiger King and the members of the Steel Force Union, or in other words, he did not kill them all.

The reason for this is not that Yang Pan is soft-hearted, but for another reason.

Time goes back to half an hour ago.

Just after Yang Pan revealed his identity, the Tiger King and the people in Iron Power couldn't accept it for a while.

"That's not right, aren't there people with no order around this city?" Kuang Hu said to himself in disbelief.

"You are stupid, sick cat, there is no order here, how can the space not be delegated?" Bastion looked ugly, but still mocked his old enemy, "You didn't even inquire about the nearby situation in advance during the real-life battle, you...

Brainless idiot."

In the Iron Power Union, a woman with a good face and a strange rifle wrapped with a light blue electric arc smiled bitterly at the fortress and said, "President, now is not the time to talk about this."

After saying that, she gestured towards Yang Pan, who was exuding a terrifying aura in front of him.

On the other side, Kuang Hu, who was about to get angry, was persuaded by other people in his guild to calm down.

However, even if the other party restrained themselves in time, their attitude still angered Yang Pan.

"It seems that you haven't understood the current situation yet." Yang Pan said in a cold tone.

"No, it's not..."

The other party was about to explain, but Yang Pan snorted coldly, and all the sounds in the entire space suddenly disappeared.

The power of order - silence.

After telling the other party to shut up, Yang Pan reached out and pointed to the sky.

Suddenly, the entire sky within the giant wall of the sky became chaotic and hazy.

And through the hazy sky, one could vaguely see a huge, mountain-like thousand-meter-long blood-colored giant, standing quietly in the hazy space.

And that hazy space was the 'road' opened by Yang Pan through the power of the ancestor giant and connected to Ymir's space.

As Yang Pan's hand suddenly waved down, the bloody giant standing in the hazy space directly raised his fist and swung it in the direction of the 'road'.

call!

Accompanied by a roaring wind, the bloody giant's huge fist passed directly through the 'road' connected to reality and appeared under the giant wall of the sky.

The power of that terrifying giant fist was so terrifying that it was as if the entire sky had collapsed. Even Tiger King and Bastion, who were intermediate executors, could not raise any resistance.

But just when the giant fist was about to fall, and all the members of the Tiger King and Steel Force unions were about to turn into meat pies, a message from infinite space suddenly came over.

"Special Executor No. 97762, please try to reduce the number of mid-level executioners you kill in the real world."

"Oh, reduce the number of mid-level executors killed because mid-level executors already have a certain value to the infinite space." Yang Pan thought to himself.

The giant fist that was swinging down suddenly stopped in the air.

Most of the two groups of mid-level executors who were shrouded in the shadow of the giant fist broke out in cold sweat, and there was a trace of hope for survival in their hearts.

of joy.

"You are lucky today." Yang Pan waved his hand, and the giant fist in the sky retracted into Ymir's space. "The space asked me to spare your lives, and each of you can take out 50,000 trading points, and then you can

Get lost."

The two gangs of executors looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to speak or pay transaction points to Yang Pan.

And just when Yang Pan was waiting a little impatiently, he heard a man with yellow hair in the Tiger King's Guild whisper somewhere, "With the order of infinite space, he will definitely not dare to do anything to us. Why?"

Give him trading points."

Huang Mao's voice was very low, but the scene was completely silent at this time, and the people present were not ordinary people, so naturally he could hear his words clearly.

Seeing Yang Pan cast his cold gaze on Huang Mao, Kuang Hu, the president of Tiger King Guild, suddenly thought something bad in his heart.

Seeing Yang Pan walking towards Huang Mao step by step, Kuang Hu, as the president, could only bite the bullet and come up to him with a smile on his face, wanting to explain a few words.

"Lord Orderer, listen to me, everything is a misunderstanding. Huang Mao doesn't know how to speak..."

Before Kuang Hu finished speaking, Yang Pan turned his attention to him and said in an indifferent tone, "Do you want to die with him?"

"No, no, I..."

"Then you are still talking nonsense."

Yang Pan's fist wrapped in blood-red anger hit Kuang Hu's broad chest directly.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Kuanghu's tall body immediately flew straight out like a cannonball and hit the crystalline sky directly.

"President!"

Everyone in the Tiger King Guild immediately screamed in surprise when they saw this, but just as they were about to rescue their president, another scream came from behind them.

"You, what are you going to do, don't, don't come over, ah!"

Everyone looked back and saw Yang Pan holding the yellow-haired man's head with one hand and lifting him up from the ground.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, infinite space will not let you kill me!" Huang Mao clasped Yang Pan's hand holding his head with both hands, and his feet were constantly struggling.

"Noisy little bug." The sneer on Yang Pan's face became even worse, and the strength of his hand squeezing the yellow-haired head increased sharply.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, Huang Mao's big head was crushed by Yang Pan, and his struggling movements and intensity gradually stopped.

He casually pushed Huang Mao's headless corpse aside, and when the corpse hit the ground, the kill prompt from the space belatedly appeared.

Seeing that there was no loot box on Huang Mao's body, Yang Pan thought to himself, "It seems that space is still a little dissatisfied with my killing of the mid-level executor."

Putting aside the thoughts in his mind for the moment, Yang Pan casually threw a ball of red dragon's breath fire at Huang Mao's body.

Looking at the yellow-haired corpse slowly being swallowed up by the dragon's breath flames, Yang Pan said calmly, "Who is next?"

In the end, everyone present, whether they were the Steel Force Union or the Tiger King Union, could only hold their noses obediently, pay and leave.

As for whether they would retaliate, Yang Pan really didn't care.

If you have strength, it's called revenge; if you don't have strength, it's called death.

And with the strength of the two unions, Tiger King and Steel Force, even if they were added together, it would only be death for Yang Pan.

After everyone present paid transaction points to Yang Pan, Yang Pan supervised them to clean up all traces of the fighting around them, then removed the space anchor and the giant sky wall and let them leave.

Looking at the mid-level executors who fled as quickly as if they were avoiding the god of plague, Yang Pan shook his head and muttered, "What are you afraid of? Is it possible that I will eat you again?"

As he spoke, Yang Pan took another look at the trading points in his infinite mark that had expanded to 1.35 million, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The speed of trading points is much faster than working hard to complete tasks and kill monsters in the mission world.

After checking the order mission of Infinite Mark and confirming that there was nothing going on around him, Yang Pan directly chose to return to Infinite Space.

However, just after Yang Pan returned to the infinite space, he received several space messages.

Because Yang Pan had specially set it up before, only people he knew could leave him messages.

Yang Pan checked the message with some curiosity, and found that the person who left him the message was actually that little girl Chun Lei.

After checking several messages from Chun Lei, the expression on Yang Pan's face gradually became serious.

The content of Chunlei's message was very normal at first, just ordinary greetings and inquiries, but the last message was a message conveyed to Yang Pan on behalf of someone else.

One of the executors wanted to meet Yang Pan.

Judging from the information revealed in Chunlei's message, the executor who wants to meet Yang Pan is very powerful and is probably a very mysterious and powerful high-level executor.

Thinking of high-level executors, Yang Pan immediately thought of the high-level executor Mo Guang who had had a relationship with him.

The other party's weird and mysterious methods at that time, as well as the authority to invade his settlement space, were all still fresh in Yang Pan's memory.

Sometimes, when Yang Pan thought about what he had done at that time, he was really thankful that the other party did not kill him directly.

"Senior Executor, what do you want from me?"

Yang Pan muttered to himself, and then replied to Chunlei with a message agreeing to meet.

Originally, Yang Pan thought that even if he wanted to meet, those "high-level" high-level executives would not meet him on the spot, but would decide a time and place first.

However, this time Yang Pan did underestimate the vigorous and resolute actions of these senior executors.

Almost not long after Yang Pan replied to Chunlei's message, Chunlei sent him a space number and asked him to teleport to the personal space of the owner of this number, and said that the other party had opened access rights to him.

Yang Pan looked at the space number in front of him and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.

Number 246, this three-digit executor number is really rare.

After sorting out his equipment, Yang Pan waved to the Lord of Death in the corner and Yi Yitian on the roof, and they immediately came to Yang Pan.

"I have to go out to do something, you guys come with me."

The Lord of Death made a clear clang, and then turned into a ball of black energy and merged into Yang Pan's body, turning into a sickle tattoo on his arm.

But Yitian didn't have so many worries and just lay on Yang Pan's shoulders.
Chapter completed!