Two short days have passed, and neither side has yet fought a single battle.

However, the area of Komsomolsk Amur has been locked on with all eyes on it.

Some of them are nervous, some are expectant, and some are curious.

They are looking forward to the mysterious force that helped the Black Blood Gang, reappearing, going to the battlefield again, and performing again to make a wonderful performance.

In this way, they can also satisfy their deep curiosity.

At such a critical juncture, they really couldn't understand where such a team dared to help the Black Bloods.

Aren't they afraid of the retribution of the Perm family?

Some people thought of Su Xiaosan, because the old leader of the Black Blood Gang entrusted the Black Blood Gang to Su Xiaosan before he fell into a coma.

But after careful investigation, there was no information about this Su Xiaosan.

Blank!

Completely blank!

At the same time, they were looking forward to how the Dao Sect and the Blood Wolf Hall would face the battle, and when the mastermind behind this battle would appear.

I am looking forward to what kind of attitude this unprecedented melee will end.

Of course......

The most anticipated ending in the hearts of the bosses of various city clubs is still a lose-lose!

Deep down, they don't want to see a real winner emerge.

If there are unforeseen surprises in the development of the situation, they don't mind making a secret move.

Well, they don't mind meddling in the shadows and doing everything according to their expectations.

Anyway, now that Komsomolsk Amur is in chaos, they don't mind making it worse.

In this way, you might even get a bowl of soup here!

After the night of the third day, the battle lines of both sides were well secured.

The Blood Wolf Hall, the Dao Sect Society, and the Black Blood Gang have all been integrated, and the fierce battle ...... Get ready to break out at any time!

That night, Richard, the head of the Blood Wolf Hall, and Henry Ivanka, the president of the Taoist Sect, all appeared.

The golden master under his hand also came out, and he also led the team.

The five of them led a team, like five sharp knives to the front line.

Five sharp spike arrows quickly took shape, and the sharp edges were straight to the front line of the Black Blood Gang.

On the front line of the Black Bloods, Jessica continues to be in charge.

It's just that this time it's right for Mu Lei, who is in charge of the front-line war.

The anti-scale team led by Little Buddha and the phantom team led by Da Yu are hiding in the shadows and assisting in the secrets.

Jiangnan is also responsible for covert assistance and behind-the-scenes command.

After about three days of calm, the community of Komsomolsk Amur became turbulent again.

Fierce battles, on the verge of eruption!

But......

Before the Blood Wolf Hall and the Dao Sect could attack, a piece of news spread among them.

This news was very sudden, which made them unexpected, and directly hit back the morale they had just recovered.

Even, not as good as before.

Just a few hours before the battle began, Jiang Nan suddenly summoned the members of the Dark Assassin Team scattered on various battlefields.

Issued them a task, this task, no one knows what it is.

Just a few hours after this mission was released, the news spread throughout the Dao Sect Society and the Blood Wolf Hall.

What happened in between, no one knows, no one understands.

The only people who are really sensible are Jiang Nan, who issued the mission, and all the members of the assassination team who secretly carried it out.

Taoist Sect Society!

The western part of the headquarters, which is at a distance from the front line.

But this distance is crucial, because if the front line collapses, they can go to the rescue in time.

And if the frontline is insufficient, they can also go to support.

Anyway, you can think of this place as a small arsenal!

When night fell again on this blood-stained city, when the two camps began to quietly send people out, the younger brothers of the hall returned to the hall one after another, ready to wait.

No one expected that a killing machine would suddenly envelop the entire hall.

The bleak moonlight shone down, and the four younger brothers stood straight in front of the gate of the hall.

His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and he scans his surroundings in a gloomy way.

Very spiritual, very vigilant.

Suddenly, a little brother with a short stick left his post.

He said hello to the other three, and then hurried to the dark alley a hundred meters ahead.

After entering, he impatiently unbuckled his belt.

Wow!!!

"Shh......h Suffocate me, his grandfather's! ”

The little brother is very cautious, even when he pees, he has a short stick in his hand.

As if she had just given birth, she let out a long breath.

Obviously, it took a lot of time.

A minute later, the little stick boy shook his little brother and was about to put on his pants.

But the moment he lifted his pants, a cold light flashed, forcing him to close his eyes.

Knife!

After many years, he quickly understood what the cold light was just now.

Without even thinking about it, he quickly opened his eyes.

Don't dare to hesitate, the short stick in his hand is about to be thrown out.

But it's too late!

The cold blade had reached his neck, and his body stiffened suddenly.

His right hand was still holding the short stick, and he kept swinging it.

In desperation, he stopped.

"Where does this cousin's eldest brother live?"

His voice was cold and hard, making his body tremble involuntarily.

I was about to say 'I don't know', but the cold blade was sharp.

On the fragile neck, a striking blood mark immediately appeared.

"After entering the hall...... Keep going east...... Fourth room...... Room. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Sure ......"

Before the word could be spoken, the blade flipped over, and the blood stains expanded.

The viscous blood was not controlled at all, gushing out like a fountain.

His eyes were wide and his mouth was wide open.

In the incredulity and unimaginability of his face, he covered his blood-spurting neck weakly.

Before he could even scream, he staggered and fell in a pool of blood.

Behind him, a black-robed man with a miserable white mask flashed with a cold glint in his eyes.

His tongue pulled out, slowly licking the cold blood stains on the blade.

With a whoosh, a gust of cold wind disappeared in place.

The speed was so fast that no one noticed how he moved, let alone knew how he moved.

In the darkness, it was as if he was a smear of darkness that could be fully integrated into it without being detected by anyone.

Half an hour later, the entrance of the church to the east of the fourth room.

A black figure suddenly flickered, and no one could see how he appeared.

Along the way, there are many vigilant little brothers.

However, none of them discovered his existence.

Even if he did, he would be a dead man by now.

This time, he didn't use the way he did his best to kill.

Maybe I'm afraid that the movement will be too loud and cause a lot of inconvenience.

A bamboo pipe escaped from his arms, slowly pried open the glass, and stuffed it in.

After a few seconds, wisps of white mist erupted from the bamboo pipe.

Soon, it filled the room.

And the fat white man lying on the bed was asleep all the time.

didn't notice it at all, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, not knowing that he was dreaming of a god.