Fanwai. "Love Story in the End Times" 44
Those trembling people present were all lower than An Ran's power level, down to dust.
High-ranking ultra-ultra-high-level supernatural beings really can't easily come out of a secluded place. This An Ran can't hold back her aura. She is sitting here, few people dare to sit, she stands up, here , There are only a handful of people who can stand up like her.
It's just that people of this level dare to ostracize Little Mint openly, An Ran also can't understand.
She lowered her eyes, feeling a sense of contempt, looking at the woman whose chin was caught by her toes and forced to raise her head, she asked indifferently:
"Say what you just said again?"
The woman was so frightened that she peed out, and she was shaking so badly, she couldn't help it, and just cried loudly,
"Forgive me, my lord, forgive me, forgive me!"
As soon as this woman cried, all the women present couldn't help crying. An Ran indifferently looked at the group of people who couldn't take care of themselves, frowned, and tilted her head.
"Where is the person in charge of Qianyan Mountain?"
Wang Sansi crawled on the ground, crawled over, put his forehead on the ground, and cried:
"My lord is safe, my lord is safe."
"Look at your Qianyan Mountain..."
An Ran, known as the Lord, bent over and asked Wang Sansi,
"What else can these women do besides making up stories behind people's backs and kneeling on the ground begging for their lives?"
Playing the piano, playing chess, calligraphy, painting, they are proficient in everything!
No one dared to say these words, Wang Sansi slammed his head on the ground desperately,
"Anran, please forgive me. It's my fault that I didn't manage the base properly. Please forgive me, Anran!"
"Take them all to the riverside!"
Seeing this group of obedient people, An Ran became furious, got up, kicked the woman who was hooked by her toes, and said angrily:
"It's useless to look at it, and it's all worth it to experience what survival is! Slandering your predecessors for no reason, arrogant, who gave you the courage to talk about it here now? Who gave you life,
Make you carefree? "
Her angry voice echoed throughout the banquet hall, and the mutated vines on the wall were swaying without wind, showing their bloodthirsty excitement.
It's really been too long, these juniors just don't pay attention to the seniors at all.
In such an era of survival, as long as people can survive, their three views will be completely destroyed, and their morality and etiquette will be completely devoid of. No matter what little Bohe has encountered, it is normal in front of survival!
So, who gave these submissive women the right to comment at will and trample on the dignity of their predecessors?
An Ran's voice remained in the banquet hall for a long time. She stood up like a god, and when she sat down, she was the master of everyone here.
"From today onwards, every base will have to set up a power level assessment. You can sit in a wealthy home and enjoy the luxurious and stable life brought to you by the blood and sweat of your predecessors, but that's all. For a long time, the resources must be reserved for those who are willing to work hard to survive, and if the social habits do not change, what I will protect will be moths that are not as good as the next generation!"
An Ran's voice was powerful and powerful, and no one dared to refute it. She is now implementing a hierarchical system. The society is developing more and more, and strength should be admired. The higher the level, the harder it is for people to survive. should be admired by all.