All the people in Jinghai Altar who had a little status went to the Zuixiang Building to cheer for the hall master.

The martial arts of these people at the mouth of the Jinghai Altar are really limited. On weekdays, it is more than enough to show off his might to the people of Gule City, but in front of this young man who is full of anger, has firm beliefs, and has the name of martial arts, it is not enough to see it at all.

There were a few people who pounced on Chen De with weapons, and they didn't even touch the sword in Chen De's hand before they were hit by the key point and fell down unwillingly.

Unleash the twelve styles of wind and clouds, improve the light skills, and chase the wind faster, making the swordsmanship more treacherous, light and fast.

None of the people with weapons in their hands had a single enemy, let alone the dazed empty-handed Black Dragon Gang.

In the blink of an eye, Chen De brought down a group of enemies.

The blood on the floor made the floor sticky, and the thick smell of blood spread.

The fierce enemy with the sword of reaping life in his hand was killed from the gate, and not a single member of the Black Dragon Gang dared to rush towards the gate.

Those who were so frightened that they fled staggered to the back.

However, most of the remaining dozens of people are fierce people, so they do a lot of evil on weekdays, and many of them carry many lives on their backs.

After the initial chaos, many people had already obtained weapons and killed Chen De one after another.

None of the Black Dragon Gang's gang members could stop Chen De's footsteps, and the figure as fast as a meteor shuttled between the people wearing the Black Dragon Gang's uniforms, and the sound of gold and iron colliding between weapons sounded sparsely, but the fallen figures were one after another.

In a moment, another piece of the ground fell.

Those who got the weapons late, although fierce, but when they saw the brothers in the gang being cut down like vegetables one by one, they couldn't help but feel weak in their hearts, and their steps slowed down.

failed to form an oppressive siege against Tran.

Between the clouds and flowing water, the various moves and changes of the twelve styles of wind and clouds are swayed by the sword in his hand. Cloud-breaking, wind-chopping, cloud-swinging, wind-chopping,...... In order to speed up, Chen De used sword moves that could avoid the opponent's weapons and stab, wipe and slash the opponent's vital points.

With the lightness, weirdness, and swiftness of the swordsmanship, coupled with the extremely fast body technique, Chen De has achieved this.

A puff of blood mist flew, and Chen De's face and body were covered with blood, all of which were the blood of the enemy.

The Black Dragon Gang members who dared to surround them all fell in a pool of blood.

The gang members who were fleeing for their lives, some people saw that the men in black did not attack those who were obviously not from the Black Dragon Gang who were obviously coming to the banquet, and took off the clothes of the Black Dragon Gang on their bodies as soon as their brains were hot.

Now, running for his life in underwear looks funny and more conspicuous.

As long as it is a member of the Black Dragon Gang, Chen De will not let it go.

With his light skills, those people of the Black Dragon Gang who fled to the backyard were quickly caught up by Chen De, and they saw one by one.

In the chaos, several Black Dragon Gang members and a guest were at the back door of the backyard, in a hurry, with many people and many hands, and the process of opening the door was extremely chaotic, and the back door could not be opened for a long time.

Seeing the man in black approaching, the blood of the Black Dragon Gang surged up, turned around and pounced on Chen De, but was solved by Chen De one by one.

There was only one guest left, with a frightened look on his face, still trying to remove the two deadbolts from the door. He finally opened the back door, and just as he wanted to run out, a sword dripping with blood from the tip of the sword was already on his neck, and his body stiffened, and he stood still and did not dare to move.

A dull voice sounded: "Take me to the account office of Jinghai Altar, I can spare your life." When the guest who went to the banquet in a cold sweat heard this, he thought that he still had a chance to live, and immediately responded: "Hero, spare your life! I'll take you, I'll take you." ”

"Let's go!"

The man was busy trotting all the way in front of him.

Chen De followed him, turned three times and two times, and came to the door of a large room in the Jinghai Altar. smashed the door open, and looked at the several cabinets against the wall in the room full of account books, and knew that this was the account room of Jinghaitan.

Chen De said to the man who led the way, "Turn around!" The man turned around obediently.

Chen De slashed at the back of his head with a palm. The man fell to the ground with a thud.

Looking at the sturdy locks on several large boxes in the room, Chen De did not hesitate, raised the sword in his hand and slashed.

The sword in Chen De's hand was a magic weapon forged by a monk, and its sharpness and tenacity far surpassed that of ordinary weapons. With just one click, the lock was broken.

Several chests were opened one after another, and they were filled with silver. The silver was too heavy and inconvenient to carry, so Chen De didn't take a single ingot of silver.

Chen De, who was a little disappointed, didn't light up until he broke open a small box embedded in the wall in an inconspicuous corner.

Inside are silver tickets and yellow gold leaves.

Immediately took out the prepared package, Chen De wrapped all the contents in one go, and carried it on his back.

At this time, Chen De swept about one-third of Jinghaitan's belongings.

There were still most of Jinghaitan's belongings hidden in other hidden places, and Chen De naturally didn't know about it, and he didn't have time to look for it.

Coming out of the back door, Chen De followed the route he had planned in advance, crossed two streets, and came to a bend in Liuzhi Street.

A carriage was already waiting here, and the coachman was sitting in his seat napping.

This is the carriage that Chen De paid for a tael of silver during the day, and this price made the coachman unable to refuse.

Chen De jumped into the carriage lightly, and the coachman was awakened. Chen De said in a low voice: "It's me, go to Academy Street." Be quick!"

The middle-aged coachman lifted his spirits, flicked the reins, and the carriage "triumphed" forward on the sparsely populated street.

Chen De was not idle in the car. He was drenched, and his clothes became bloody clothes and bloody pants, and he quickly took off his clothes and changed into the clothes he had prepared and put on the car.

When passing by a river in the city, Chen De threw his changed clothes into the river.

About two quarters of an hour later, the carriage reached the secluded Shuyuan Street, and in a shadowy place, Chen De stopped the carriage.

After paying the coachman the remaining five pennies, the coachman set up the carriage and went straight away.

When the carriage drove far away, the sound of the carriage became quieter, and Chen De began to run towards Dongdajie.

The Black Dragon Gang's Flying Eagle Altar is located on the East Street of Gule City.

The Flying Eagle Altar is in the Black Dragon Gang, and its main responsibilities are to spy on, deliver news, and deliver objects. Most of the disciples in the Flying Eagle Altar are known for their light skills and speed.

The hall master and the big leaders all went to the Zuixiang Building.

Now, in the lobby of the Flying Eagle Altar, the highest-ranking leader is called Lei Lijin, in his thirties, with fair skin that is rare among underworld characters, quite tall, and a rectangular face.

Lei Lijin is not good at drinking because he can't drink, and now he is the only one of the few sober people among the 100 people.

The two people standing at the gate were also drunk and hazy at this time.

Suddenly, a faint smell of blood wafted into their nostrils. The two who were accustomed to blood, one was agitated, and half sobered up.

Suddenly, a figure passed between the two of them very quickly, and all they saw in their eyes was an afterimage of their backs, and almost at the same time a bloody mark appeared on their necks.

After the blood sprayed wildly, the two of them turned black in front of each other and fell to the ground at the same time.

At the table closest to the gate, the seats were naturally the low-status gangsters. Chen De concocted the same method, rushed around the table to kill, and the next table was close to the person in the position, and when he passed, he was naturally the target of Chen De's sword killing.

Either stabbed or wiped, more than a dozen people in a very short period of time, with a black shadow dragging an afterimage in their eyes, flashed, and each of them received a sword.

The gang of the Flying Eagle Altar is indeed better than the Jinghai Altar.

Of the dozen or so people, two instinctively avoided the fatal part, but were injured.

The sudden attack was similar to that in the Jinghai Altar, and the original noise suddenly became smaller. Then there was a mixture of shouts of rage and horror, and the sound overshadowed the noise characteristic of the earlier banquet.

Lei Lijin shouted: "What a thief, dare to kill people in my Black Dragon Gang and chop him!"

Then, he shouted the names of the other leaders and ordered: "Get your weapons and surround him!"

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand, and a shuttle dart flew towards the enemy, and at the same time he had already flown backwards. His weapon was not far behind him.

He has a good body, and when Chen De was fighting with the gang who fought back with a chair, he took his gauntlet double hook in his hand under the two ups and downs.

In the Flying Eagle Altar, Chen De's resistance was much stronger than in the Jinghai Altar.