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"Three-to-three!"

"I can't afford ......"

In a small house, there are only a few beds and two tables.

Six men lived in this small house, which was rather crowded.

Three of them leaned against the window, keeping their eyes in a certain direction outside the window, and no matter what they did, their eyes would not take their eyes off that direction for more than three minutes.

The other three men are sitting around a table playing cards, this game of fighting the landlord, has come to an end, each person has no more than three cards.

The three guys who were playing cards didn't seem to have any passion, with lazy expressions on their faces.

A guy in front of the window sneered at the dejected guy and sneered and said, "Don't be sorry for three? It seems that your three cards are all single! Your brain is really not suitable for playing cards, because you don't have a brain at all!"

The dejected guy rolled his eyes, glared at him, and didn't speak, indeed, his poker skills were so bad that he played cards for two hours and barely won once!

Suddenly, the other person in front of the window stared, his body tensed slightly, he rubbed his eyes slightly, and after looking carefully, he let out a low roar: "Don't fucking play anymore!

He pointed in a direction as he spoke.

The other two people next to him who were in charge of surveillance hurriedly picked up the binoculars at hand and looked over.

Several people around the table were slightly stunned, and they also stood up, and the dejected guy also cheered up a little, stuffed the last three cards in his hand into the card pile, and messed up the cards that had not been played in this game, and finally came to the window.

The six people looked in one direction with blazing eyes, and after carefully identifying them, a strong man with an obviously higher status whispered with a heavy face: "I'll report to the above, you are optimistic about them!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly turned around, took out his mobile phone, and walked to the side, and a moment later, a rapid and nervous low voice sounded in the rapid breathing of several men.

At the moment when the leader just put down the phone, among the few people in front of the window, the guy who first noticed it exclaimed in a low voice: "Hurry, they are leaving!"

The leader hurried to the window, staring at the cars that were about to turn on the road a few kilometers away, and his face was a little anxious.

Suddenly, the leader's gaze froze, the expression on his face relaxed slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, and he straightened up.

Several people on the side looked at it strangely.

The leader smiled and pointed in the other direction.

After a few people saw it, they all laughed relaxedly.

In that direction, a car hung far behind them.

That car was known to several people, it was the only car of a ground-level cultivator among the several nearby monitoring points, it seemed that these guys who came out of the Miao Village had been targeted by that ground-level cultivator!

At that moment, everyone retreated from the window, and the other two people who were playing cards before looked at the messy card table for a day, glared at the guy who was smiling, rolled their eyes, and didn't bother with him, just looked at the leader, and one of them asked with some curiosity: "Boss, what are these people, what are they coming from? I can let the earth-level cultivators go out, just to spy on them? I see that there are only twenty or thirty of them in total, and there are actually hundreds of people sent above to monitor? In my opinion, it is better to kill them directly!"

The boss sat on the bed, looked at this guy strangely, and then, after glancing around, his voice was a little weird: "You guys, all think so?"

Several people glanced at each other, nodded their heads, and glanced out the window with disdain, and one of the guys even sneered: "Even if these people are all cultivators, there are not many of them! You know, among those of us who are watching, there are nearly 100 cultivators! The above is so cautious, it's really a bit of a fuss! In my opinion, it's better to kill them directly, and save ......."

Before he finished his words, the boss snorted coldly, glanced at him coldly, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "If you want to find death, then try it! I haven't lived enough! Kill them?

Several people were slightly stunned, and then frowned.

The boss didn't sell it, but just adjusted a comfortable posture, leaned against the messy futon on the bed, pointed his finger at the few guys in front of him, and said with a sneer: "You guys, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead! Do you know who our surveillance targets are? Do you know what kind of strength those people have? Do you know what happened on the highway in the southern suburbs of Yanjing some time ago? You dare to talk nonsense without knowing anything? You are really tired of being alive!"

The few younger brothers in front of him smiled, and one of them came up with a sneer: "Boss, we really don't know anything, aren't we waiting for you to explain our doubts!"

The boss lit a cigarette for a long time, snuffed out a little spark that fell on the futon, and then took a sharp puff, and then said slowly: "The person we want to monitor is called Zhao Baliang." ”

"Zhao Baliang?" repeated the name, and the five younger brothers looked at each other, but they didn't have any impression of this name.

The boss's tone was very calm, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a little shock: "Although Lao Tzu is your boss, you also know that I am nothing in the eyesight above! I haven't read Zhao Baliang's information, but a friend above told me about this Zhao Baliang!"

"That friend told me that the current Yanjing, the major families, and all the forces have a detailed information about Zhao Baliang in their hands! The specific content of these materials may be different, but the first sentence on each information is exactly the same!"

"All I know is this sentence, this is the only thing I know about this Zhao Baliang!"

The curiosity of the few younger brothers in front of him has been completely mobilized by the boss, and they can't help but ask, "What words?"

The boss took a deep breath, his face twitched slightly, and he smacked his lips, as if the words he was about to say made his words a little untidy.

He said word by word, slowly and with difficulty: "Zhao Baliang, male, twenty-six years old, chairman of the Zhao Group, lieutenant general of the Huaxia military, ministerial-level official, the specific official title is unknown......"

Speaking of this, the boss's pupils shrank slightly, and after a pause, he said the last few words: "Heavenly Rank Late Stage Cultivator!"

The few younger brothers in front of them, under the shroud of smoke, slowly widened their eyes, their eyes were full of horror, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Chairman of Zhao's Group!

Lieutenant General of the Huaxia Army!

Ministerial-level high-ranking officials!

Late Heavenly Rank Cultivator!

These few nouns made their minds blank.

These words, any of them, are high above them and unreachable!

The few people in the room were all cultivators.

It's just that they are the lowest level of cultivators, that boss only has the strength of the middle stage of the Yellow Order, and those five junior brothers are only in the early stage of the Yellow Order.

They are all casual cultivators, they are a small group of casual cultivators, relying on their identity as cultivators, they have been wandering in the underworld in the past, but recently, they were recruited by Qin Songtao and included in the dragon group, but as soon as they entered the dragon group, they were sent here to be responsible for monitoring.

Among them, only the boss is a little connected, and he has some relationship with an old member of the Dragon Group, and from his mouth, he heard these things about Zhao Baliang.

is just this short sentence, but the introduction of Zhao Baliang's basic identity made this room fall into a complete dead silence.

Thinking about the fact that he and the others wanted to kill each other just now, a few younger brothers couldn't help but feel a chill.

Kill Zhao Baliang?

The boss is right, I'm really tired of being alive!

That's a late-stage Heavenly Rank cultivator!

The younger brothers glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of palpitations.

In the vicinity, there are dozens of monitoring points, a total of hundreds of people, including nearly a hundred cultivators, however, these cultivators are all some idle cultivators recruited by Qin Songtao, and the vast majority of them only have the strength of the Yellow Rank, and there is only one Ground Rank cultivator, who is said to have been sent by the Elders of the Cultivator Family.

The strength of other people, in front of Zhao Baliang, can't be on the stage at all!

Not to mention that Zhao Baliang still has twenty or thirty subordinates, even if there is only Zhao Baliang alone, these hundreds of people rush up, which is the result of sending them to death!

I thought that if the late-stage cultivators of the Heavenly Rank really launched a surge, I am afraid that these hundreds of people, even if they wanted to escape, would not be able to escape one person!

Several younger brothers shivered one after another, and they were afraid for a while.

The boss sneered, and then continued unhurriedly: "In addition, I heard that there are many cultivators under Zhao Baliang, and we are asked to monitor one piece above, just to monitor the cultivator power under Zhao Baliang!"

"If I'm not mistaken, everyone in those cars just now should be cultivators! Moreover, it should be the elite cultivator strength under Zhao Baliang! Conservative estimates, at least they are also Xuan-level masters!"

There was another murmured uproar.

Several younger brothers shrunk their necks, and one of them even reached out and touched his somewhat cold neck, and his face was slightly defeated.

The boss smiled, patted this guy's face, sneered, and said: "So I said, you'd better not have the same idea as just now, otherwise, the next time, when you touch your neck like this again, you can still have a head on it, but it may not be!"

The little brother smiled reluctantly and didn't dare to speak.

The boss was very proud.

These little brothers of their own, their strength is only one level lower than their own, if they don't have some means, how can they be able to suppress these guys?

Over the years, his own means of controlling people are really perfect!

Look, just a few words made these guys chill.

The boss was secretly smug in his heart.

It's just that at this moment, an indifferent voice came from the window.

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