Six Hundred and Sixty-Five, One Cannot Be Less

"That's right, why bother you?!"

An Ran nodded, turned her head sadly, and looked at those people outside the tea room. Those people were probably bewitched, and they came to contain Zhan Lian and Luo Feifan, so that Chen Chaofa's people could kill her smoothly, but now, these people People were beaten by Zhan Lian and Luo Feifan again, and many people were killed. {щww{suimеng][lā}

As soon as the meat flower appeared, these people stood there in a daze, stopped fighting, and were intimidated.

Therefore, it was Chen Chaofa who provoked the conflict, but it was human beings who chose to kill each other. They all said to let go of their grievances, let go of their grievances. It is easy to say, but it is so difficult to implement.

After all, human beings are inherently contradictory individuals. Even if they have no enmity with one, they have grievances with the other. Killing and killing some innocent people, more and more lives are handled, and the heart becomes more and more serious. Don't care anymore.

An Ran suddenly realized one thing, if she wanted to get out of this dispute, she would have to be the restrainer of the dispute, because no matter who Chen Chaofa was or what kind of appearance he changed, his fundamental purpose was to kill people.

If he wants his purpose to fail, and if he wants to find Chen Chaofa, An Ran must control everyone here, and forbid them to fight and kill again. Even if there is any serious conflict among them, as long as she If he was suppressed tightly, if he couldn't kill him, then Chen Chaofa would jump out in a hurry.

So An Ran waved her hand, letting Rou Hua smoothly eat the men who were wailing on the ground, got up, and walked out of the tea room, followed by Little Bohe and Zhao Ru, and Little Bohe was holding the baby in her arms.

Then, An Ran silently looked at the people outside the tea room, seeing them all covered in blood, but with fear in their eyes, An Ran opened her mouth and said in a non-critical way:

"Everyone, gather in the hall, one cannot be missing."

"Why should we listen to you?"

Someone came out and shouted. As soon as the voice fell, the next second, he was engulfed by the churning stems of the meat flower. The roar sounded, scaring a group of people. The person who rolled up the flowers was eaten in a few seconds, leaving only clothes and pants, and a skeleton that was not easy to digest.

"Okay, stop arguing, the arguing is endless? Organize the organization, I will form a team for you, if you are willing to obey, go search for people, come to me and line up."

Zhan Lian tilted his neck, moved his joints, turned his head and smiled at An Ran, full of handsomeness.

He understood An Ran, and felt that what An Ran did was right. If he wanted everyone to be obedient and stop killing him, he had to use coercive means. Ordinary coercive means were not enough. Only in this way can he hold back the many mouths.

Some people came over in twos and threes, stood in front of Zhan Lian, and obediently waited in line for the number. Some people wanted to wait and see, because they still had resentment in their hearts, and if they refused to accept it, they let go of all their hatred and were incorporated by Zhan Lian.

"I'll give you the last five minutes. If you don't stand over, what is left behind will be used as fertilizer."

An Ran turned her head and glanced at the big wall clock in the hall. The end of the world has come, and she almost forgot what day it is today, but the clock in the rich man is still going forward second by second.

In the last time she gave, everyone stood in front of Zhan Lian, lined up obediently, not daring to disturb the order, not daring to start a dispute with one sentence.