Chapter 319: The Five Masters of the Furious Anger (2)

Early morning.

The crowing of chickens in the mountains continues...

"Giggle~"

At this time, the ground in the cottage was lying flat with bandits.

The three masters drank relatively little, and they were the first to be sober.

He opened a pair of eyes and looked around. What is in the face?

Then he stood up calmly and walked towards the hall with a purpose...

Thinking of the ring, a vague excitement and nervousness made him clench his fist slightly.

Inside the hall, the third brick of the tiger skin, he turned the button.

"Smack!"

The board on the ground opened to reveal a long staircase, and the three masters were about to go down.

Suddenly...

"I don't know what the three masters are going to do?"

"Why did you come to the warehouse so early?"

"yes? Do you want to take stock of yesterday's results? How can you not call everyone together? ”

"It's just that it's too uninteresting."

Four familiar voices came from behind...

As soon as the third master turned around, he saw the other four masters standing at the door, with a smile on their faces, but their eyes were all cold.

Everyone looked at each other and knew it.

Yesterday, everyone was arguing about what to do with that ring? So for the sake of fairness, it was temporarily put in the warehouse.

When it comes to really wanting to deuce, it's actually a joke.

All four of them are extremely selfish people at heart. Otherwise, they wouldn't have secretly hidden a small vault, and they all wanted to get each other drunk yesterday.

Now, everyone's clear appearance is obviously obvious.

But since it's all like this, no one will expose anyone. It's just that I didn't expect that the first person to act would be the three masters who usually look the most indifferent.

"Since we're all here, let's go together!"

The three masters are worthy of being more intelligent, and when they were arrested at this time, they were also very calm, as if nothing had happened.

Also! It's all wolves, who blames who for being cunning?

Everyone looked at each other, and then went over the stairs underground.

Everyone wants to get that ring, and they don't want to share it.

But...

"What's going on? Who did this to you? ”

A roar of rage came from the underground warehouse, shaking the ground as if the earth was shaking.

The five masters looked at the ransacked underground warehouse, and only felt that it was dark in front of them.

The entire warehouse, at this time, there is not a single hair left.

The impact was not ordinary.

has been a bandit king for so many years, and for the first time, he didn't know that his nest was stolen.

How ridiculous...

The five tearing faces were like a raging storm.

The loud out-of-control fury was clearly from the big boss.

In this life, the extremely furious and shocking outside, the half-drunk and sleeping mountain bandits all jumped up in fright.

"How... How... How... What's going on? ”

Everyone was confused!

The voice just now is the master?

But before he could come back to his senses, he saw five masters rushing out of the direction of the hall in a rage. The monstrous murderous aura boiled like a black fog of substance...

"Assemble!"

Fourth, the master burst out!

At this time, the people in the field didn't know what was going on?

But the expressions of the five masters as if they were about to kill at any time, how dare they speak for a second longer?

Moment! Unprecedented speed, everyone on the field lined up and stood up!

In that order, where does it look like a mountain bandit?

And at this time, looking at the thousands of subordinates gathered in the field in an instant!

"Grandma's!"

The four of them were furious, drew the sword at their waists and prepared to kill.

"Stop!" The other four leaders stopped it in time.

For a long time, the character of the four masters is impulsive and does not go through the brain, although they are as angry as the four masters. But it's not enough to act impulsively without knowing the outcome of the matter...

It's mostly the last shred of reason that controls them.