Li Tianran’s words were obviously difficult for Sangche to accept. Rather than “liberating the oppressed people,” Sangche was more inclined to believe that Li Tianran was there to liberate the supplies in his warehouse...

This was simply blatant robbery.

Li Tianran's high-sounding words, after being dissected, were actually just a few simple words: "Open the door and hand over the goods!"

Sangche's brow twitched violently, and he gritted his teeth with a complex expression.

Clearly, he was undergoing an extremely fierce inner struggle.

At this time, not only was Sangche’s inner activity extremely lively, but Li Tianran was also feeling a little nervous...

Who needs stronger psychological qualities, a con artist or a murderer? Many people might think it's the murderer, because many people think con artists are sneaky and timid. But in reality, a con artist’s psychological qualities might be the strongest of all criminals. Murder is just a spur-of-the-moment act, while fraud requires you to be completely focused, without revealing even the slightest flaw.

Although Li Tianran didn't have a knife or a gun in his hand, what he was experiencing at this moment was no less than a charge through a hail of bullets.

Sangche didn’t know his background, but Li Tianran himself knew it very well.

He didn't have any special operations brigade at all, and most of the combat soldiers were hidden in the mountains a few kilometers away. As long as Sangche gave an order, a dozen mortars would open fire together, and Li Tianran's powerful disguise would immediately collapse!

Li Tianran stood on the tank, his eyes calmly watching Sangche on the watchtower, his expression indifferent and condescending, but in reality, he was also uneasy.

Silence.

A long silence.

Sangche gripped the railing of the watchtower tightly with both hands, and countless thoughts flashed through his forcibly calmed mind.

Should he surrender in such a humiliating way, open the city gate and offer up his resources with both hands; or should he fight desperately, leading his soldiers to seize that pitifully small chance of victory?

Sangche was a warlord, cruel and fierce. He always felt that even if he offered up his resources, Li Tianran would not let him go. In desperation, he even had the idea of a cornered dog jumping over the wall.

But at this moment, Li Tianran, standing in the distance, suddenly roared, as if he had lost all patience.

"Lay down your weapons, abandon your illusions, and surrender!"

This roar was like a thunderclap, and Sangche couldn't help but take two steps back.

Just then, he heard the sound of metal colliding with the ground. He turned his head and looked over, only to see the pistol in the hand of the officer standing next to him fall to the ground, his face full of embarrassment and unease.

Seeing Sangche turning his head to look at him, the officer blushed and bent down to pick up the pistol: "My hand was numb, I didn't hold it steady..."

Sangche was completely desperate.

Even the senior officers under his command had lost the courage to resist, and were so frightened by a roar that they couldn't even hold their guns steady, let alone the lower-ranking soldiers!

Under such circumstances, even if Sangche wanted to fight Li Tianran, after hearing about the fate of the two great warlords, Min Deng and Cai Feng, how many of his soldiers would dare to raise their guns and stand firmly by his side to fight?

The officer accidentally dropping his gun was inconspicuous, but it was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Sangche said weakly, as if he had lost all his strength: "Lay down your weapons, open the camp gate... surrender!"

…

Ka-la-la!

The gate of the camp was slowly pulled open, leaving a road that could accommodate tanks to pass through.

Li Tianran rode the tank into the military camp, passing through a passage composed of hundreds of people, his expression calm, ignoring the assault rifles and RPG rocket launchers in their hands.

He sat on the tank, like a Buddha sitting on a lotus throne, as steady as Mount Tai.

There was no other way. He had already put on such a show, so he had to continue to act without revealing any flaws!

Li Tianran learned from the demeanor of the male protagonists in some urban novels. At this moment, "Dragon King," "Shura," "King of Hell," and "God of War" were all integrated into one. In short, one sentence: he was so cool and awesome that he could scare people to death!

Li Tianran remembered that when he read novels, the male protagonist's anger could instantly lower the temperature of the surrounding air by several degrees. At that time, he once sighed that it was a pity not to pull such a male protagonist to cool down the nuclear reactor, but now, he also desperately wanted this awesome skill...

"Brigade Commander Li, although my department has been in Wadi City for many years and has its own armed forces... it has never engaged in oppression, plundering, arson, or robbery. I am completely different from those two bastards, Cai Feng and Min Deng!" The tall Sangche followed behind Li Tianran, stammering in not-so-fluent Yanhuang language to excuse himself, and throwing all the blame on the already dead Cai Feng and Min Deng.

"That's why we're giving you a chance to abandon the darkness and turn to the light," Li Tianran said calmly. "Our Special Operations Brigade will soon take over Wadi, abolish the previous political and military ecology, and provide you with military protection, so you don't need to retain your existing military system and weapons."

"Turn in all weapons and resources, and our people will distribute them uniformly. We can also arrange a Yanhuang military position for you."

Li Tianran turned to look at Sangche, and said with a blank expression.

Sangche was extremely conflicted.

He used to be a great warlord who controlled one side, but if he handed over all his weapons at this time, he would become a puppet. Who would be willing to do that?

"Turning in all the weapons and resources, isn't that just robbery? And you call it abandoning the darkness and turning to the light..." Sangche muttered unwillingly.

Li Tianran suddenly stopped, turned to look at Sangche with a half-smile, suddenly reached out and pressed the back of his head, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "General Sangche! Let me tell you something... When the strong are still willing to find an excuse for their behavior, and leave some dignity for both sides, the weak should not expose it! Otherwise, when the strong completely tear off their masks, the weak will have a very ugly death!"

Sangche was shocked by Li Tianran's sudden warning, and fell into a long silence.

Only then did he realize that he had no qualifications to bargain at all.

Sangche bent his waist even more, and a stiff smile appeared on his face.

Li Tianran released Sangche with a blank expression, and strode towards the warehouse in the distance, secretly glancing at Sangche out of the corner of his eye, and nodded secretly.

Well, this feeling... I'm getting into character.

Li Tianran was sure that he was playing the image of someone who "has strong military backing, so he can act lawlessly" very well.

…

Sangche's inventory of resources was less than Min Deng's. He didn't have many military weapons. A larger proportion was occupied by living resources, such as expensive red wine, luxury caviar, and so on. Li Tianran didn't hold back at all, and moved all these items onto the freight train for transporting goods.

In just two hours, Sangche's camp was like a locust plague.

Sangche stood at the door of his room, watching Li Tianran send people to pry away the solid wood floor and marble table in the room...

He wanted to cry but had no tears.

This damn "regular army" is more powerful than bandits!