To the west of the main city of Fengyang County, there is a medium-sized gang called "Battle Sword".

"Fighting Sword" is not as good as the big professional clubs, nor the big gangs that span several counties. Their sphere of influence is not large, only these places with the main city of Fengyang County as the core, and even this little place, they have to share it with five or six large and small gangs, and they cannot monopolize it.

Despite this, within the scope of the main city of Fengyang County, they can still be regarded as a powerful force. After all, the forces of the faction are concentrated in one place, and the quality is not enough to make up the quantity, and it is not a master to bully.

Because of this, even if some large gangs or clubs from other places want to operate nearby, most of them will say hello to them first and recognize each other's faces, so as to avoid some conflicts that everyone does not want to have. In fact, a club of this level of Oriental Galaxy will not be at all against the local forces, and when there is something to do, it will enter when it is said, and it will leave after the fact.

And tonight, for the core of the "White Sword" club, all the high-level leaders of the "Battle Sword" deliberately took the time to gather at the headquarters of the "Battle Sword" in the main city of Fengyang County, and a large number of gangsters were in the hall, happily celebrating that Duan Fei was about to complete a [master] level task.

Among them, the main seat is headed by Cheng Le, the master of the door, who is not as powerful as most people think. In fact, he is fat and bloated, and he is just a casual player with little strength in "Annogue", but although he is not strong, he only has a lot of money and is willing to spend it.

It's just that as the head of the door, he doesn't have any leadership skills, and how many times the leading gang in Fengyang County has changed, he has fought hard, and each time it is a little bit worse. Maybe it's because the number of masters is insufficient, or maybe it's because someone is strategically knocked down, every time the sword fails, there is always a new reason for him to pass by the position of the leader of Fengyang County.

This time, he was also a little annoyed, and regardless of what others thought, he spent a lot of money to catch the line of the white sword, just to be the leading party, and the tiger skin that could pull the white sword became the dragon. And luckily, it happened that one of the core players of White Sword was going to Fengyang County to complete the mission. Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, he immediately spent money to entertain the core player with the highest standard, and the venue of the mission was also pre-pioneered to catch up with miscellaneous people, etc., in order to show that the sword is a local gang with cooperative ability.

And Cheng Le, the owner of the door, is the deputy master and Cheng Le's brother Cheng Wei, Cheng Wei is known as Viagra in Fengyang County, with a medium stature but a beautiful appearance, and everyone in Fengyang County is unknown. And the reason why no one knows it, but he and his brother are both famous for their names as RMB warriors, and they spend a lot of money when they hang out in entertainment venues, and the most famous is his group of cheerleaders who have to bring them there, all of them are young and beautiful young people, which makes everything they pass very lively.

It seems that these two brothers don't look like guys who are willing to manage the gang well, but although they don't understand anything and don't bother to understand, since they are willing to spend money, there are naturally people who know how to do something about the gang for them.

Among them, the person who chatted energetically with Duan Fei, the core member of the White Sword, was the veritable gold medal fighter of "Battle Sword" [Yuanying Hopeless]. Yuan Ying has no hope of being the best in Fengyang County in terms of personal strength, and he has a lot of PVP experience, so he is no worse than Duan Fei who came out of the white sword, which is also one of the reasons why the proud Duan Fei can talk to him.

After all, interacting with masters who are not far from each other's strength is a good thing that all professional gamers dream of.

During the banquet, although these people were not clear-cut, the two brothers of the Cheng family obviously couldn't talk to Duan Fei, an arrogant young man, especially the boss Cheng Le, who was not unpleasant to Duan Fei. He just thinks that this person's eyes are above the top, not sophisticated enough, and when he meets some people with little energy, he is afraid that some people will suffer.

But he won't say it explicitly, some things can only be felt and understood by the parties themselves, and it will only be counterproductive for others to talk about them. He has been rolling in the mall for so many years, and he has seen a lot of capable people, and there are many capable people who have been buried. In his opinion, although these people are all good, they are actually not capable. The ones who really have the ability are those who have the ability and the city government, the kind of people who have the fewest people, and most of them are people who will succeed sooner or later.

And in front of him, Duan Fei, who had no hope of talking freely about PVP technology with Yuan Ying, was obviously not one of them.

Therefore, Cheng Le rarely came forward to contact this young man, but the manager who came with Duan Fei had a good conversation with him. Cheng Le, who is so fat that he wants to sit on a special chair, has seen so many people for most of his life, where can he not see that this so-called "manager" is just talking casually, and the identity of the other party is most likely the senior management of the White Sword Club.

If the strength of the gangs here is good, then of course everyone is happy, find a suitable gang such as a sword to cooperate, and it will be less than half a month to officially control Fengyang County. And if Bai Jian thinks that they can't fight, everyone here is garbage, it's some cats and dogs, then Bai Jian can't go there with his real skills, and they are all officially invested in Fengyang County, no different.

But to be honest, Cheng Le knows that a club of Baijian's level doesn't mind being in that way at all, as long as the speed is fast, the output is less, and the profit is more, it doesn't matter to them. Because the opponents in their eyes are only the top clubs of the Eastern Galaxy at any time, and the rest of the gangs are nothing.

took a big bite of the white-haired bear paw that only the Qingfeng Bear would drop, and Cheng Le could only eat and drink without any scruples in the game. After taking one more bite of greed, he said to Li Ruli, the "manager" who ate more politely: "Miss Li, this bear's paw is good, right?" Although it is only handled by first-grade cooking skills, the taste is already comparable to that of many masters in reality. ”

Li Ruli put down the tableware and responded with a smile: "It is indeed a rare and rare ingredient, Mr. Cheng specially took out this thing in order to entertain us, it is really polite." ”

"The most important thing is that everyone is happy, I spend a little money, it's nothing." Cheng Le laughed, drank the liquor in the wine glass in one go, and said happily: "If Miss Li likes it, take some back when you leave, there is no such delicacy in other places." ”

"Mr. Cheng is too polite," was about to push back, but seeing Cheng Le's displeased expression immediately, Li Ruli didn't make much excuses, and said briskly: "Then I might as well be respectful, thank Mr. Cheng first." ”

Cheng Le was overjoyed, added another glass of treasured liquor, and said loudly: "Everyone eat more, don't get drunk and go home!" ”

Everyone responded in unison, the whole hall was jubilant, the guests and hosts were happy, all the gangs were let go of eating and drinking, and the lively singing and dancing faintly came out of the hall.

Outside the hall, a downpour of rain came.

Outside the door of the Sword Altar, the sound of playing in the hall reverberated faintly, and the raindrops of beans fell heavily on the armor of the two players on duty outside the door. The Dawu Dynasty forbade the private possession of any type of armor, so although the armor on the two players was actually a crude product with less defense than light armor, it was simply used to increase the power of the guards.

The rain seeped through the edge of the standard armor, and the tall and thin guard standing on the left wiped the rain that fell on his face, and said with envy: "Hey, I heard from my friends who are life players, in order to entertain the master of the white sword today, Cheng Fatzi spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy the nearest white-haired bear paw in Fengyang." ”

The slightly chubby guard standing on the right turned his head sharply and asked in surprise, "Really?" ”

"It's none of our business." The tall guard smiled self-deprecatingly, and then the two fell silent again, continuing to browse the discussion board and watch the door.

Yes, unlike the players who play in the lobby, they are all employees who are hired on a contract basis, and because of their average strength and salary, they don't need to fight rival gangs, they will go hunting for materials at dawn, and they will go to cheer for the masters during gang wars. At nightfall, they do mundane tasks such as janitors or guards.

Until the game is closed, they get up and go to work after a while, so that the two salaries of the real game are received together, and the life of the poor is a lot more comfortable, and they don't mind the small problem that they are weaker than others in the game.

Unlike those senior employees who can wholeheartedly improve their strength, they voluntarily give up the colorful rivers and lakes for the sake of money and life, and they don't care.

Therefore, in spite of the sudden storm, they stood silently outside the door, and let the storm blow in their faces, but they were also indifferent, standing like stone sculptures on both sides of the gate.

Soon, only a white curtain of rain remained in their eyes, and the few remaining lights on the street gradually faded from far to near, and darkness and pouring rain invaded the scenery of the street, and finally only the lights on both sides of the main altar still shone brightly.

Suddenly, a fierce cold wind swept in from the front, cold and swift, and for a moment the two of them almost thought that a long sharp knife was coming at them—but there was nothing in front of them, except for the raindrops of beans and the dark streets.

Heavy rain and thunder.

A rough lightning bolt pierced the night, and the bright light was fleeting, and for a second, in the eyes of the guard, everything in the street was illuminated by electric light, and he vaguely saw a figure standing on the street.

It was a tall man in an old cloak.

In the pouring rain, the man slowly approached the main altar of the sword, the only remaining light reflected on him, and the guards saw a white ceramic mask covering the man's entire face, and the rain-soaked cloak was clinging to his body, faintly revealing a medium-sized armor with rough lines.

Guessing in his heart, this guy in full armor should be a player who chose to join the army, and the guard didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly asked: "Today's sword banquet, may I ask who is invited?" ”

The man stopped, nodded, and replied in a strange voice, "You can come and check it out." ”

"Then I'm rude." Knowing that it was the military player invited by the boss, the tall and thin guard stepped forward quickly, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange voice behind him-

"Selling ......"

The sound overshadowed the crisp sound of rain in an instant, like ......

It's like the sound of liquid squirting out of a tiny hole.

He hurriedly turned his head, and vaguely saw two strong men holding Western-style swords and wearing seamless jet-black heavy armor standing on both sides of the gate. A strange black gas swirled around them, and the heavy rain mixed with the black gas, making the area around the gate smoky.

Who are they?

The tall and thin guard took a step forward and was about to open his mouth to ask questions, when he heard a thud and the sound of stepping on a viscous liquid under his feet. He lifted his foot and looked down, only to see himself stepping on the reddish liquid.

Unlike the rain, it smells fishy and continues to flow down the stairs in front of the door.

He looked along the source of the blood, only to see that the fat man had fallen to the ground at some point, his throat was pierced by a spiral sword, and the endless blood gushed out of the small wound, the fat man was obviously unable to struggle, but the character never ran out of vitality.

A thoughtful and terrifying thought flashed through his mind - they didn't want the fat man to be reborn, and they were deliberately maintaining the fat man's vitality!

However, as he took a step back and tried to pull the weapon from his waist, he found that his vision was inexplicably spinning rapidly, which was not reasonable, since he was not moving his neck at all, and his vision should not have moved.

With this question, he fell heavily on the rain, and the cold raindrops fell on his face. The last thing that caught his eye was a man standing silently in the rain, his face covered in a white ceramic mask, and the terrifying faceless shadow behind him.

Then, as soon as the qiē returns to darkness. (To be continued.) )