Volume 1 Riding a horse and leaning on a sloping bridge, full of red sleeves Chapter 63 Belongs to Barbaric Morality
Just as the small alley was about to erupt and prepare for an all-out war with Tsing Yi Lane, a strange man broke into them, and he examined all the corpses as if no one was around, and then announced the results of the examination.
"This person, first got a needle in the back of his neck, fell into a state of coma, and then was manipulated by someone with a special technique and turned into a puppet. As he spoke, the visitor took out the tiny black needle from the back of the corpse's neck. Then he shot with this hidden weapon. The visitor found some pieces of wood and held them up in front of people's eyes. "This is a firing device for concealed weapons, and it will automatically destroy as soon as it is used up. This kind of secret weapon is not an ordinary secret weapon, but it is used by cultivators. The hidden weapon has vitality attached to it, and it is also quenched with poison, which is extremely fast, and the poison is difficult to unravel. The comer walked over to the others and took the needle from their bodies. "You'll all know what happens next. β
"Are you saying that this person was manipulated by someone else as a doll to shoot our master?"
The visitor nodded.
"Come on, go and ask someone from the Jixiang Academy, find out this person immediately!"
"No need, this person is not on the dragon scale book. β
"You mean ......"
"People from other countries. β
"Can you ...... if you stay tall?"
Almost at the same time, Tsing Yi Lane also got the same news, they met in the small alley, and after a little checking, they understood everything. The people of Tsing Yi Lane had only been to Yulong Street before going to the small alley. So, the whole night was calm and terrible.
When it was close to dawn, Yuan Sui, who was covered in injuries, returned to Tsing Yi Lane.
Looking at Yuan Qingyi's corpse, Yuan Sui didn't feel much sadness, not even a tear. People like him are incompatible with the Tsing Yi Alley that is crying now. But everyone in Tsing Yi Lane recognized him because he was the son of the eldest brother.
"Little Suiye, give the order! Our eight hundred brothers in Tsing Yi Lane are not bad breeds who are afraid of death!"
"Fuck it, kill all these turtle grandsons on Fish Dragon Street!"
"Kill all these dogs!"
β......β
Yuan Sui looked at his father's corpse for a while, and finally knew that he couldn't cry, and he didn't feel how sad it was to lose his loved ones. He looked at the angry group of people in front of him and was silent for a moment.
"Okay, kill all the fish and dragon streets!"
As long as Yuan Sui said a word, or even a word, this group of people was like a bound evil ghost who had been released, not to mention that now Xiao Suiye directly ordered it.
Murder pays for life, and it is justified. This is the creed that everyone in Tsing Yi Lane recognizes. In fact, this is no longer an era of killing people to pay for their lives, and they boast of acting chivalrous and righteous and doing the right thing for heaven. If you don't let such a person take revenge, it will be worse than death.
Civilization has civilized rules, and barbarism has barbaric morality.
So, Yuan Sui nodded.
The small alley was calculated and almost destroyed, Huang Buqian still can't open his eyes, and it is impossible to swallow his anger like this. The two united, and there was a bloodbath on the building.
Tsing Yi Lane is a simple revenge, the purpose is to go upstairs in blood, it can be said to be a nest out; the motive of the small alley is not so pure, Tsing Yi Lane and Yulong Street are dead, and a large area of land has become a borderless land, who will lead it when the time comes? The people sent out by the small alley are far less than those sent out by Tsing Yi Lane, and Huang Buqian is not a person who will take revenge.
Seventy-nine cultivators, two hundred and eighty thugs who kill people without blinking, this is even a team that can go to the bloody Heavenly Capital Yamen.
However, when none of the more than 300 people who went to the building returned, Tsing Yi Lane and Xiao Hutong realized who was the boss in the underground world of Tiandu. The two families united, but they didn't even climb the third floor of the building.
Huang Buqian listened to the report of his subordinates, pondered for a long time, and said with difficulty: "Scatter people, keep money." β
"In charge, we have already made preparations, and we can completely transfer our belongings, why should we keep money? In this world, people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is better to keep people than to keep money, and when the time comes, we can recruit as many people as we want. β
"Stupid ......" Huang Buqian wanted to scold, but he held back. "Only by keeping money can you stay alive. β
"This ...... Understood, the master is clever!" In fact, this subordinate who followed Huang Bu for ten years was not stupid, he understood what the other party meant as soon as he heard what Huang Bu said before, but he deliberately did so. However, this time he regretted that he was clever, and this juncture should not be delayed any longer.
A heartache suddenly surged from the left side of his cheek, and a fine cold sweat broke out on Huang Buqian's forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. At this critical time, he can't fall. As soon as he falls, the small alley is probably going to end. At this time, there are not many people left in Tsing Yi Lane, and Yulong Street must also be greatly damaged, which is a rare opportunity for the small alley.
Destruction or Rebirth?
Huang Buqian is waiting.
......
Yuan Sui listened to the news of everyone's death, and there was not much turmoil in his heart, he asked everyone to go out of the mourning hall and sit alone next to Yuan Qingyi's corpse.
"Now, your brothers have gone down to accompany you, are you satisfied? I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I want to die on the same day and month of the same year. What I said when I was drinking at the beginning has now come true. Sooner or later, you people will die. Why do you just don't understand this truth when you tell you countless times?"
"Before I was born, I was given a finger for marriage, and when I was a child, I was forced to make a blood alliance, in order to save your brother, I watched my mother die tragically, and all day long, in addition to fighting and killing, I was fighting and killing, and I was talking about the morality of the rivers and lakes every day. β
"You, you, are a bunch of wild people who don't grow up. Alright, now you naΓ―ve ghosts are finally dead. Your fantasies are over. What a damn bunch of people you guys......"
Yuan Sui had burst into tears and couldn't continue.
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In the gate of Dongjin Palace, there was silence.
The black horse, all colored, is like a pottery cast, and the owner on it has no order, and it will definitely not make a movement. All the flying fish suits, everyone has a Fengmo knife on their backs and a spring knife embroidered on their waists. Each of them had a cold face, and there was a murderous aura between their eyebrows. Seventy-two Dong Jinwei, if they launched an attack, were enough to annihilate an army of 1,000 people, and it was definitely a devastating battle.
At the front of the team was Ye Hongsleeve, who rarely wore his own clothes. Flying fish rolling python, jade rhino belt, white jade heng, gold silk hook boots. Anyone who wears this outfit will look heroic, let alone Ye Hongsleeve, who is already young.
"Commander Cai, have all the people been arranged?" Ye Hongsleeve asked seemingly seriously.
"Back to the fifth gear, Tsing Yi Lane sent a team, two teams from the small alley, and three teams with you. β
"No need, just come with me. β
"Yes. β
Ye Hongsleeve looked at the sky and said, "It's time for us to appear." β
"Open the door!"
"Dongjin Palace is doing business, and the idle people retreat!"
"Drive!"