Ran Xiaomin.

Ran Xiaomin did not return to the basement with the gold, but left straight to an abandoned building on the edge of the park, where there were more than a dozen adult men.

As Zhou Sen guessed, there is an underground organization behind Ran Xiaomin, and this underground organization was formed by Ran Xiaomin's grandfather for more than twenty years, mainly against headhunters.

After twenty years, the underground organization has begun to take shape, and the planet has established more than seventy contact points, with a total of more than 40,000 people.

However, recently, the underground organization has been hit hard, because the grandfather of the founder of the underground organization, Ran Xiaomin, was killed, and after that, Ran Xiaomin's father was also killed, and the whole family was left with Ran Xiaomin.

Fortunately, Ran Xiaomin has been involved in the management of the underground organization since he was a child, and after his grandfather and father were killed one after another, the organization did not collapse.

After Ran Xiaomin escaped from the village, he immediately contacted the organization, and later, because of the pursuit of the headhunters, he was forced to disperse.

Now, Ran Xiaomin has contacted the contact point of the underground organization in the old capital.

A group of men were discussing around a teenager.

"At the moment, we have multiple contact points exposed, more than a thousand brothers have been killed, more than three hundred brothers have been arrested, the underground organization has been exposed, and if we continue to wait, it will only cause more senseless sacrifices." Ran Xiaomin said in a stern voice.

"But we don't have many weapons." A sheep man said.

"Weapons are not a problem, as long as we riot, we can grab the headhunters' arsenal."

"But ......"

"What do you think this is?" Ran Xiaomin lifted the backpack in his hand and suddenly fell to the ground, and more than 20 catties of gold beads were scattered all over the ground, shining with a charming golden luster under the light of the bonfire.

"Ah...... Gold! ”

A group of men exclaimed, their eyes fixed on the piles of gold on the ground.

"I ask you, if I were to exchange a gold bead for a headhunter's head, would you be willing?" Ran Xiaomin said word by word.

"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison, and the deep voice made people's blood boil.

"That's okay, I have a lot of such gold beads, as long as everyone here can obey orders, not only high-ranking officials will be there in the future, but also Houlu! Well, this gold is used to buy riot supplies......"

Plans that began twenty years ago were driven by the stimulus of gold.

In Zhou Sen's words, money can make ghosts grind, let alone gold......

……

Late at night.

Fish.

Stele.

Ran Xiaomin thought about it for a long, long time, and finally, he wrote the six words "Xia Zuxing, King Zhou Sen" on the paper.

Ran Xiaomin didn't know that these six words not only changed his life, but also changed Zhou Sen's life.

Of course, the biggest change is one god - the Grim Reaper.

This night, the wind is surging!

The liaisons of the underground organization rode wild in the darkness, and the carrier pigeons kept flying.

The stele was buried.

There is already a note hidden in the belly of the fish.

One by one, the plans were executed in an orderly manner, and one message after another was transmitted.

The next morning, the stone tablet and the note in the fish's belly were found one after another, and they spread among the sheep people at a power speed. In just one day, the name Zhou Sen has already resounded on this planet

In the evening, an armed insurrection began within a radius of 800 kilometers from the old capital as the radiation center, and the underground organization immediately attacked the outposts and weapons depots of the headhunters.

The riots did not go well, there were successes and failures.

After the success of the uprising, the headhunters were slaughtered.

After the failure of the uprising, the headhunters will also launch bloody revenge, killing people everywhere, killing people and setting fires, both young and old, and countless villages will be burned.

It was a sleepless night, and both sides were killing all the time.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Ran Xiaomin drafted a "Order to Exterminate the Headhunters" in the name of Zhou Sen.

"The headhunters have been rebelling against the energy planet for one hundred and fifty years, and now I will punish them. If you can discuss it together, you can send troops to it. The headhunters have bullied the Xia family for decades, killing my people and taking away my ancestral temple, and now we hereby crusade. Death to those who offend me in Great Xia, death to those who kill my people in Great Xia, kill all the headhunters in the world Kuang to restore the foundation of the Xia family, all the Xia people in the world are obliged to slaughter the headhunters, Zhou Sen was not ordered by the Heavenly Dao to tell the world this omen......"

After the issuance of the "Order to Exterminate the Headhunters", Ran Xiaomin supplemented it with a heavy reward, and all those who killed the headhunters were rewarded with ten acres of fertile land, ten cattle and sheep, and were exempted from taxes for three years.

The rewards are very detailed, in addition to the pursuit of ordinary headhunters, there are even more heavy rewards for high-ranking headhunters......

……

A spark can start a prairie fire.

There will be brave men under the reward!

After Ran Xiaomin's "Order to Exterminate the Headhunters" was promulgated, it was as if a basin of water was poured into the boiling oil and immediately fried.

At this time, the numerical superiority of the sheep people, who had been renamed the Xia tribe, began to be highlighted, and after a whole night of fighting, the riot armed forces grew rapidly like a snowball.

Because the headhunters never took the cowardly and incompetent sheep people seriously, their war preparedness was not very active, and some cities fell without even decent resistance.

The sheep people, who had been bullied for one hundred and fifty years, broke out completely, they transformed from the weak to the butchers, and they chased and killed the old, weak, sick and disabled of the headhunters in the streets and alleys, even the children.

It's a battle for survival.

There is no mercy.

There is no sympathy.

Only killing......

……

Just when the riot organized by Ran Xiaomin swept through the old capital in a single night, it was early in the morning, and Zhou Sen left a ton of gold on the roof of the building and went on the road with Orin.

When Ran Xiaomin came to the top of the building and looked at the mountains of gold, the whole person was stunned.

It's easy to get things done with money. Ran Xiaomin didn't care about finding Zhou Sen's whereabouts, and immediately organized people to consolidate the results.

Ran Xiaomin didn't dare to despise the headhunters, they now had the upper hand because they caught the headhunters off guard, and when the headhunters recovered, they didn't know who killed the deer.

Although the headhunters are negligent in training, no matter how bad they are, they are arrogant and fierce, on the other hand, the sheep clan is really cowardly and forbearance for more than a hundred years, and many people have long lost their blood.

Ran Xiaomin's guess was correct, the headhunters who had suffered losses quickly eased up and began to organize counterattacks, and the real war began......

……

"Why should we go?" Orin didn't understand Zhou Sen's decision, after all, it was much easier for them to have a guide to take them on the road.

"I looked at the map, the journey from the old capital to the top of the gods is about twenty days, if we encounter any accidents, it is likely that we will not be able to reach the top of the gods within a month, so we have to rush in advance." Zhou Sen said.

"You're not worried about Ran Xiaomin?"

"As long as Ran Xiaomin takes the first step, the rest will be none of our business, we can't follow him to fight the world, besides, even if we want to, time doesn't allow it. Remember, our enemies are the Grim Reaper, not the Headhunters. ”

"I don't know if Ran Xiaomin has revolted." Orin glanced back at the tall building, eager to know the outcome.

In fact, now Zhou Sen and Orin don't know what the situation is outside.