God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 632: Chapter 702: A House Full of Assassins

Fang Yi’s little cottage became a sought-after destination for many assassins.

"Too old, get lost!"

"Too green, get lost!"

"Yo, just Bronze Level and you want to follow Abandoned Dragon? Get lost!"

The living room echoed with Fang Yuying’s resolute and rude voice, which did not last for long before it was cut off.

Fang Yi quickly pushed Fang Yuying into the bedroom and pleaded, "My dear granny, could you just behave, watch some TV, play with your phone, isn’t that nice?"

"I’m not your granny, I’m your sister," Fang Yuying emphasized, then continued, "Besides, I’m screening for you. My eyes are sharp and ruthless. If those assassins want to become your subordinates, naturally, they have to get my approval."

"It’s me recruiting, not you, please take it easy," Fang Yi sighed. He really had a headache because of Fang Yuying.

Ever since the recruitment message went out, many assassins had come to visit, eager to follow Fang Yi.

Firstly, it was because Fang Yi had made a name for himself on the top floor of Jinrong Building that night, and secondly, the title Abandoned Dragon made the assassins yearn and flock to him like moths to a flame. The title of the world’s number one fugitive was not for nothing.

The main reason was that Fang Yi had already made promises—those who followed him would live the high life, and past attempts on his life would be water under the bridge.

In the past couple of days, many assassins had come one after another, expressing their desire to follow Fang Yi, but for some reason, Fang Yuying, with some misfiring synapse, also got involved, claiming to be screening them.

Fang Yi was speechless. It seemed all those years he spent overseas were for naught.

Seeing Fang Yi’s helpless look, Fang Yuying felt she had achieved her goal and showed a triumphant smile, "Alright, alright, I was just playing around. Since you begged me like this, I have to give you face."

Fang Yi brought his hands together in prayer, as if worshipping Buddha, and finally got what he wanted.

Going back to the living room, Fang Yi noticed more people had arrived; the room was packed. Originally, Qian’er was able to prepare tea, but now there weren’t even enough paper cups left. Fang Yi waved his hand to send Qian’er downstairs.

on, lit a cigarette, and felt that the scene looked

last one who came in, please

was full, with no

Cang, with only a few foreigners among them. They were

deep breath of smoke, letting it swirl in his lungs before slowly exhaling a puff of smoke and then spoke leisurely, "The purpose of your visit is known to both you and me. I’m a straightforward person, so I’ll

was: come and go as you please; I won’t stop

front stepped forward, smiling and saying, "We’re all here to follow you. Since

here because of your

can’t believe you’re

Mount Tai, even entertaining the

"I’m sticking with you!"

at

very high in rank—with the highest possibly only at Diamond Level—but they had heard

worship for certain people, and

to rob big names like drug lords and arms dealers, and occasionally,

seeking was something too—in reality, they were seeking a kind of "freedom," and they saw that in

recruitment message under the name Abandoned Dragon, the assassins flocked to him to the point they nearly broke down his doorstep. This also suggested that Fang

Yi raised his hand for silence, and the living room

want to follow me, I hope it’s not just a fleeting whim. Let me put it

Some people left.

had gone, Fang Yi

...This time, no one.

walked a circle around them, then picked out a few individuals to be team leaders. He then divided the remaining

always preferred to be a hands-off leader, but these assassins needed to be properly assigned first. Each one had to be registered. At that moment, Qian’er stepped forward and offered to help Fang

Yi smiled, finding the young girl quite

so, in the following time, Fang Yi finally got some downtime. Before long, Song Wuliang arrived, volunteering to assist Qian’er by fetching tea and water, tending to every

for a swan’s

no barriers,"

tell me, how many true loves do you have?" Fang Yuying asked with a