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"Master Bai, those new monks were captured by Master Hu's people!" Amber reports to the eel.

The white eel sat in a rocking chair, shaking the feather fan in his hand, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

"Master Bai, you have something to say! The tiger master has bullied you! "On a normal day, Amber would never say that.

After all, Bai Ye showed weakness and never competed with Tiger Master and others. If it weren't for Bai Ye's domineering murder a few days ago, as Bai Ye's confidant, he wouldn't have known that Bai Ye was so skilled.

Once the master has the ability, the subordinates below will inevitably become active, and the same is true for Amber. The East Side has been pressed by the West Side for too long, and it's time for them to raise their eyebrows and puff up.

"Amber, how does Bai Ye usually teach you?"

Amber was silent for a moment, and said unwillingly: "Master Bai, this time is different from the past. You don't know how many grievances our people have suffered in private on weekdays. Over the years, Master Bai, you have not asked about the affairs of the Eastern District, and there is no one in the Eastern District who has bullied us in the Western District, and even the people in our Western District dare to move. Master Bai, you have to call the shots for us! ”

"Well, there's some truth to that. Amber, you take someone to the West End and get them back. The white eel still said quietly.

"Thank you, Master Bai, I'll go now." Amber was overjoyed that their chance to turn over in the East End came.

But when Amber walked to the door, he realized that something seemed to be wrong, he turned to look at the white eel and asked, "Master Bai, are you not going to us?" ”

The white eel shook the feather fan, didn't look at the amber, and didn't say a word.

Amber then realizes that from the beginning to the end, the eel has no intention of managing the East District, nor does he have the idea of standing up for them.

Bai Ye didn't go to the Western District to sit for them, didn't they, the weak people, go to the Western District to unilaterally find abuse?

Amber has followed the white eel for many years, and he is not a simple-minded person with developed limbs, he quickly thought that Bai Ye seems to have not interfered in the affairs of the Eastern District over the years, even if the Western District often comes to the Eastern District to find fault, Bai Ye has never interfered. This time they intervened, undoubtedly Hu Ye and others went too far in the West District and stepped on Bai Ye's bottom line.

Bai Ye is not without the strength to compete with Tiger Ye, but he disdains to fight, he has always been a hands-off shopkeeper. If you want Bai Ye to take care of things, unless the other party steps on Bai Ye's bottom line, with Bai Ye's personality, it has nothing to do with him if the sky falls.

Amber left the room where Bai Ye was, and he walked out of the door, his mood was already different.

Once one's ambition is activated, it is difficult to return to peace.

Even Amber himself doesn't remember, he first came to the Eastern District because Bai Ye didn't allow his subordinates to kill on a large scale. Under his rules, the death rate in the East Side is very low, and it is much safer than in the West Side.

Many weak Shura will choose to live in the Eastern District, because only the Eastern District is better able to save their lives and survive.

But after a long time, a long time of comfort, and a long time of being oppressed by the people of the Western District, some people like Amber are no longer willing to lie dormant in the Eastern District. They yearn for killing, for the West Side, which is nourished with blood.

A group of people, summoned by Amber, are already pampered and plan to leave the East End and go to the West End to live.

Blood, killing, is what the Shura world needs. Only the red liquid can comfort their sinful souls.

"Master Bai, it's not good! Amber led many people and rebelled against the East End. "A little guy came in and reported.

The white eel, who had always been unfazed, finally opened his eyes from the rocking chair, and a cruel smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "It's finally begun!" Old man Xu Fu, your Shura realm can't trap me! ”

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