Fang Che and ten other people stood at attention at the same time.

"Today, I grant to Fang Che, Sing in the Rain, Mo Gan Yun, East Cloud Jade, Autumn Clouds, Well Double High, Wind to the East, Snow Ten Thousand Ren, Night Dream, Zhao Ying'er ten people, the title of guardian. Specially awarded, guardian

Gold-edged badge!”

"Fang Che's guardian serial number, 988...999."

"Singin' in the Rain serial number..."

Fang Che counted the numbers and couldn't help but click his tongue. Eleven digits! It ranked outside of tens of billions, and even outside of ninety billion.

This number gave Fang Che a sense of heaviness.

More than 90 billion... In this huge number, how many serial numbers among them have been sacrificed and do not exist?

I'm afraid it will be the vast majority of these numbers, right?

With several glittering gold-rimmed badges of outer stars pinned on the chest, the ceremony was officially completed.

On the front is a circle of gold-rimmed serial numbers, with swords crossed in the middle, holding up the sun, moon and clouds, shining brightly.

There are several words engraved on the back.

Bibo City, Fang Che.

Iron, copper, silver, gold, then iron, copper, silver, gold, and jade.

There are nine levels of guardians.

And Phnom Penh is honor.

What Fang Che and others have now received is the Star Iron Medal. It is already on top of the ordinary Guardian Gold Medal, with a layer of gold rim, indicating that they have achieved immortal merit.

The star iron plate cannot be damaged under normal circumstances. After death, it will be registered according to the guardian badge.

Fang Che couldn't help but sigh.

Even he himself didn't know why he sighed.

An Ruoxing said: "I will give you three days to repair. After three days, a new task will be issued."

"yes."

The ceremony is completed.

An Ruoxing did not leave, however. He walked forward and looked at the badges on the chests of the ten people with a complicated look on his face.

He said softly: "You yourselves know that, and you have already learned some of the news. Being a guardian is an honor, but it is also a responsibility. This sign represents... you are no longer in charge of your own life and death."

An Ruoxing took two steps back and raised her hands in salute.

"I hope each of you returns safely!"

Then he turned around and strode away.

Fang Che turned around, looked at the brothers opposite, and smiled: "Are you happy? You have become a guardian?"

"Happy!"

Mo Ganyun laughed loudly and looked at the medal on his chest with treasure: "Boss, do you know that this medal is called... a gold medal for death by many people on the mainland."

"But it is our lifelong pursuit and lifelong career!"

"Qualified gold medal...hahahaha..."

The brothers laughed together.

"Boss, there are not enough people killed during the life and death inspection."

Mo Ganyun smiled and said: "Actually...those who call this Guardian Medal a quasi-death medal...even if they have not committed any crime, I still want to kill them!"

He said this with a smile.

However, the voice was extremely cold.

And he said it through gritted teeth.

Fang Che could only remain silent about this.

He wants to kill too!

But those people really can't be killed... What's their crime? They didn't do anything, they were just talkative, and they just said a certain death medal.

They don't even understand what this sign represents, so you just kill them?

This is obviously impossible.

But for the guardian, these four words really make his heart freeze after hearing them!

Labor and capital have been working in extremely cold places for generations to protect the safety of this continent. Generations of the entire family have shed blood on the battlefield. Some people have not even enjoyed a day of prosperity in their entire lives...

How could he be so insulted by the mainland people he protects?

A quasi-death gold medal?

"There are many people in mainland China...there are also many people's hearts, and there are many darkness in human nature..."

Fang Che could only smile: "Dragon and phoenix flying in the nine heavens, why do you care about a word from an ant?"

"But one day I might die fighting for them."

Don't dare to say that you are unwilling to do so.

"No, even if you die in battle one day, you will die fighting for our family and the people we care about!"

Fang Che showed a smile: "As for those who talk about the gold medal of death... they are not worthy! Even after we die, they offer us a stick of incense... the incense is stinky. Heroic spirits will not accept it!"

"Hahahaha... these words relieve my anger."

Fang Che said: "But since we are all guardians now, and it is possible that we will part ways in three days... So, there is not much time, let's seize the time to discuss and learn from each other."

He grinned: "Seven of you, come together! Let me tell you in advance, I will not hold back. The people you face in the future may not be as cruel as I am now!"

"good!"

All seven people know that this is the last special training before separation!

I suddenly became very interested.

Take the cards off your chest and put them aside lovingly.

Seven people roared and rushed forward at the same time.

…

Fang Che drank a cup of tea.

Waiting for news from Yan Beihan.

While waiting to meet Yan Beihan, Mo Ganyun and seven other people were madly attacked by him twelve times!

This time, I really went to the fatal place!

One punch can knock you out!

Wake up and spar again. If the problem persists, punch him and knock him out again.

The third time you don’t change it, that is, you will punch and kick without mercy, and you will not be allowed to faint until you are dead!

All seven people used fists, kicks, weapons, life-saving tricks, and ways to make money, and the boss of the other side was equally merciless.

But... the flaw in the move was hit hard by Fang Che.

Even if there are no loopholes, we must create loopholes to attack.

Before noon, I had to lie down twelve times.

"Every time you lie down, remember it! If you go to the secret realm, you will most likely die because of this!"

Fang Che held the tea cup and looked at the seven people lying on the ground.

"In these three days, I will find out the causes of your death, and then you will find your own ways to make up for it!"

"If you can't make up for it, you should put something in the corresponding place that can withstand attacks and save your life!"

"I have to say that your entry during this period has made me a little disappointed!"

When Fang Che spoke, he hated that iron could not become steel.

Seven people were lying on the ground with their heads hanging down.

They feel that their combat experience has been enriched to a certain extent.

But with Boss Fang’s combat experience... how could he make it so natural?

What kind of intensive life-and-death battle is required to achieve this?

"The same way of fighting... the same people who integrate instinct into all fighting and killing. I have only seen it in a few of my grandfathers."

Feng Xiangdong sighed: "Boss Fang, how did you do it?"

Song in the Rain said: "Are you talking about those grandpas and grandpas like Fengdao, Fengshuang, Wind King, Wind Emperor?"

The wind nods eastward.

He chuckled and said: "Boss Fang, you don't know that each generation of our three major families, Feng Yuxue, has a reserved domineering name, which is not allowed for ordinary children to use!"

"Only after you stand out in the family can you be qualified to be called that name."
To be continued...