The underground world is fired, just like the ancient war, what is important is an indomitable momentum, and then decline, and then exhaustion!

Although the Hongmen warriors were fierce, they suddenly fell into chaos at this moment, fighting in no order, let alone imposing momentum, where was there any hope of victory? One by one, they fell down with blood and turned into cold corpses in the wailing and screaming, and in the blink of an eye, this artificial grassland had become a wretched world.

However, there was a newly organized Hongmen warrior who escorted Zuo Lei and assaulted out, which is the only effective breakthrough force organized by Hongmen now, but what the people of Hongmen will never know is that Ye Wushuang's best thing is to take the sword sideways, and letting Zuo Lei go is actually Ye Wushuang deliberately released the water and secretly instructed him!

It's just that the remaining Hongmen warriors were unlucky, dead and wounded, and were suddenly plunged into the open pocket that Ye Wushuang gave them with no head and no brain, and the end can be said to be very miserable.

Song Mangong raised his eyes and looked at the field a little confused, watching the soldiers he brought out from Shanxi screaming in a pool of blood one by one, and the blood that had been cold and silent after taking the position finally boiled, and he actually gave up the earthen gun, picked up a machete from his side, and shouted: "Jin Xibei Erlang, look at my long knife, kill!"

This voice can be described as hissing, at least it played some role in a small area, attracting a lot of Hongmen warriors to gather towards Song Mangong, there is no doubt that these people should be Song Mangong's descendants, and they are the elite he brought out from Shanxi!

This part of the people gathered together, not only did they not break through like Zuo Lei, but followed Song Mangong to attack the parliamentary warriors like crazy, looking at that posture, one by one was completely deadly, it was no different from a decisive attack, the kind of powerful attack that broke out with blood all over his body, even when he saw that the general trend had been decided, Ye Wushuang, who had already withdrawn from the blood killing, was shocked when he saw it!

"What a bunch of iron-blooded men!"

Ye Wushuang couldn't help but praise it, he has always liked the kind of man who dares to die and fight, plus his ancestral home is from the northwest of Jin, he can't help but have a great impression of these people, gently stroked the dragon tooth in his hand, and said slowly: "People say that Song Mangong is a wolf in the northwest, this is good, but it is also a little biased, in my opinion, this is clearly a wolf king, as long as he howls at the moon, he can gather in the mountains and forests and attract wolves to help fight!"

"But in the end, he still couldn't escape the fate of dying in battle!"

Mo Long also quit the fight, and after fighting to this extent, he didn't need to mix it up, he just needed to stand aside and clean up the mess, gently wiped the black blood splashed on his face with the placket of his clothes, and said lightly: "This is the fate of the wrong master, Hongmen is a blue wolf sitting in the north, and the Dark Council is a male lion that is crushed in the western underground world, the hungry wolf launched an attack on the male lion without his own strength, even if the male lion accidentally falls asleep, he will definitely be able to crush his skull with one claw the moment he opens his eyes!"

Although Mo Long's expression was very indifferent, Ye Wushuang still saw some pity from the deepest part of his eyes, it was something called rabbit death and fox sorrow! Obviously, from Song Mangong, Mo Long saw himself at the beginning, but Song Mangong was not betrayed by his own people, but just followed an incompetent boss!

After a little silence, Mo Long suddenly said: "This Song Mangong still has some ability, and if it goes on like this, although it won't be able to withstand the wind and waves, it will still bring us some trouble." Or...... I'm going to take off his head now?"

"You're trying to give him a treat, aren't you?"

Ye Wushuang shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he and I don't have a deep hatred, and I won't humiliate him at the last moment of a warrior's life!"

Mo Long was silent, acquiescing to Ye Wushuang's statement.

After pondering for a long time, Ye Wushuang turned back again and gave an order to Mo Long: "Let the brothers surround but not kill, and trap this group of Hongmen people for me!"

"Trapped?"

Mo Long's eyes widened, he looked at Ye Wushuang in disbelief, and said, "Boss, you don't want to subdue these people, right?"

"Not bad. ”

Ye Wushuang smiled at the corner of his mouth, did not deny it, and said slowly: "This group of Hongmen warriors is the extremely divine Hai Dongqing, although I have not survived the eagle, but I also know that although the eagle is unruly, it is not impossible to recover." ”

Mo Long smiled bitterly and said, "These people are just a group of outlaw maniacs, do you see their strength?

"Their enemy is not me. ”

Ye Wushuang said a word inexplicably, and then waved his hand and said, "Execute!"

Mo Long was helpless, and finally could only shake his head and sigh and leave.

So, not long after, there was another scene in the entire bloody killing field, and the last remaining seven or eight thousand Hongmen warriors were cut one after another. Surrounded into pieces, one by one covered in wounds and blood, they have long lost their combat effectiveness, but the parliamentary warriors who surrounded them are reluctant to attack, raising the blade in their hands, and coldly besieging them in one place, but anyone who rushes up immediately looks at the non-lethal place on the other party's body and stabs it back, just like a cat catching a mouse, and is not in a hurry to tear it apart and swallow it in the abdomen, but will play with the other party!

Song Mangong and more than a dozen Hongmen warriors were also trapped, all covered in injuries, especially Song Mangong, the positions of the two thighs and shoulder blades were all pierced by sharp weapons, and the whole person became a bloody man, and he was stabbed on his bald head, but the flesh was not deep, but the scalp was cut, but Rao was like this, and he also shed blood all over his face, which had solidified at the moment and turned into dark red, which was quite hideous.

It stands to reason that a person who has suffered such a terrible blow should have fallen a long time ago, but this Song Mangong is very tough, holding a machete in his hand that has already been cut and curled, and there are gaps everywhere, just standing on the ground so straight, refusing to fall down at anything, a pair of eyes like eagle falcons coldly scanned the parliamentary warriors who surrounded them, without saying a word, his breath was cold and ferocious, like a wounded wolf!

At this moment, Ye Wushuang pulled away from the crowd and walked in, glanced at Song Mangong, a smile faintly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Have you fought enough? ”

When Song Mangong saw Ye Wushuang coming in, he didn't directly riot, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "Lord of the Dark Council?"

"Not bad. ”

Ye Wushuang nodded and said, "I know you, you are Song Mangong, a tiger general, more courageous than the Eight Tigers of Hongmen!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang had already unconsciously walked in front of Song Mangong, but unexpectedly, Song Mangong, who had just looked calm, actually killed directly with a knife in his hand without warning!

"Bang!"

But before he could get closer, he was swept in the chest by Ye Wushuang's foot, and kicked him directly, opening his mouth to be a mouthful of black blood.

Ye Wushuang looked at Song Mangong, who fell to the ground, and asked, "I know that I am going to die, why do I still attack?"

The power of that kick, Ye Wushuang is very clear, a person who is not injured can't bear it, let alone Song Mangong, who is already seriously injured, as soon as the kick passes, he doesn't believe that Song Mangong can still stand up, but but, to Ye Wushuang's expectation, Song Mangong really struggled to stand up, panting heavily, but there was no fear on his face: "Why not? If you kill the old man, I will have to collect the debt from you, this is the life of the old man!"

"I didn't kill the snow fox!"

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, then snapped his fingers, and suddenly, Leng Arrow walked out of the crowd and threw a brown paper bag to Song Mangong.

Ye Wushuang looked at Song Mangong, who was holding the brown paper bag and was a little at a loss, smiled and raised his chin, and said: "The death of the snow fox is a secret, not many people know about it, the truth you want is inside, you can see for yourself!"

Song Mangong is not stupid, he still has some doubts about the death of the snow fox, but the relationship between Zuo Lei and the snow fox is very special, it is a good cover, and in addition to Zuo Lei's lie in this century, it is reasonable and well-founded, so he was convinced, at this moment Ye Wushuang said that the snow fox did not die at the hands of the Dark Council, and his heart was more or less shaken, so he opened the paper bag in disbelief.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, suddenly, it makes his blood surge, and a mouthful of black blood spurts out with a "poof"!

Kill your father and usurp power!

What the brutes do!

Song Mangong's eyes turned red at that time, and a roar like a beast erupted in the blood-smelling wilderness!

"Your real enemy has never been me!huh...... You are a smart person, I don't believe that you will directly lead so many of your brothers to a dead end that is doomed to no return because of such a waste as Zuo Feng!"

Ye Wushuang smiled and said slowly: "These brothers of yours, I like them very much, descend to me, I will not only give you a way to live, but also give you glory and wealth, and I will help you take revenge, why not?!"

Ye Wushuang grasped the timing of his speech very well, it was when Song Mangong was sad, and it was easy to crush the other party's psychology when he suddenly said such a sentence!

However, the strange thing is that when Song Mangong heard the word "down", the howl like a beast stopped without warning, and was replaced by an almost suffocating silence, and I don't know how long it took before he finally looked up at Ye Wushuang, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Mr. Ye, are you going to surrender me?"

This time, Song Mangong no longer called Ye Wushuang by his name, but called Mr. Ye a lot more politely!

There's a play!

Ye Wushuang was overjoyed in his heart, but he still had that tepid smile on his face, and said: "It's not a surrender, the good birds choose the trees to perch, and the virtuous ministers choose the master to do things, this is what people with great promises do!"

"You don't have to give Angao hats, down is down, no matter how nice it sounds, it can't change the reputation of a traitor. ”

Song Mangong lowered his head, a bitterness was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Mr. Ye, I don't know if you can make a request?"

"Please!"

“......”

The smile on Song Mangong's face became more and more bitter, and he raised his arm in the wilderness full of corpses, pointed at the seriously injured Hongmen disciples, and said slowly: "Please also take in these brothers of mine, they have been fighting with me for many years, although they have lived quite freely, but in the end they are still miserable, otherwise who the fuck would do this business with their heads pinned to their belts? Unfortunately, they can't do anything else except come out to mingle, I just hope to find them a reliable backer, and the possibility of living in the future is greater!"

As soon as these words came out, those Hongmen warriors blew up their nests at that time!

"Shut up Lao Tzu!"

Song Mangong turned his head and shouted: "Hongmen is no longer the Hongmen of the past, if you still fucking treat Lao Tzu as a boss, just listen to my arrangement!"

At this point, the noise finally subsided.

Song Mangong then looked back at Ye Wushuang and said, "Mr. Ye, can you agree to this request?"

Ye Wushuang instinctively felt that something was wrong, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Song Mangong with a wave of his hand: "Mr. Ye, can you agree to this request? Of course, since these brothers of mine are with you, they will definitely work hard for your affairs! I just hope that you can treat them like you do to your brothers!"

Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly, but he could only say: "This is natural, how I, Ye Wushuang, treat my brother, you should have heard of it somewhat." And...... I'm also from the northwest of Jinxi!"

"That's good. ”

Song Mangong finally smiled, then lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "As for me...... Oh, thanks to Mr. Ye's love, but I still can't agree to your request. I Song Mangong has lived a backbone all my life, I haven't bent it since I was a child, even when I was working with the government's army, I haven't bent it, otherwise I wouldn't have mixed it up to this point, but unfortunately, this stinky problem just can't be changed, and it's also a problem left when I was poor when I was a child, no way, people are poor, if you nod to people like a dog, in the end, you can only be a slave, and you can't get on the throne. But when you get to the top, you won't be tactful and it's the way to die, which is probably the common disease of the children of the poor family, and you can't change it...... So, let me surrender, it's impossible! My life was saved by the old man after a lot of connections, and it is considered an old man, and now, although the old man was killed by his brute son, if I want me to point the knife at Hongmen, which the old man has run all his life, I really can't do it, even if I avenge the old man, and die below, the old man has to smoke me......"

"You're foolish!"

Ye Wushuang broke off his drink, directly interrupted Song Mangong, and said word by word: "Hongmen is already in the waning West Mountain, you should retreat bravely from the rapids and choose a good tree to perch!"

Song Mangong burst out a series of laughs, and then, before Ye Wushuang was unexpected, he wiped his neck with a knife!

"Poof!"

The blood spurted very high at that time, and under the dim light of dawn, it was quite demonic! Then, only to hear the sound of "clanging", Song Mangong's whole person and the knife in his hand fell to the ground at the same time!

Song Mangong actually chose to kill himself!

Ye Wushuang didn't expect such a result, and hurriedly rushed forward, but as soon as he checked the other party's body, he suddenly sighed, this knife was too ruthless, and directly cut off half of his neck, not to mention his blood, even if Da Luo Jinxian came, he couldn't save it!

"What a strong man!"

Ye Wushuang looked at the blood of Song Mangong stained on his hands, and felt that it was really a pity for a bloody man, and couldn't help but sigh: "After the death of Song Mangong, the great lord of the Northwest, there will be no Hongmen!"

A pretty high rating!

It's just that what he didn't say in the second half of the sentence was - if there are two more Song Mangongs in Hongmen, that is the second Silver Triangle!

At the beginning, the Dark Council finally won the hellish place after three expeditions to the Silver Triangle, and it can be regarded as one of the most powerful opponents encountered in the rise of the Council!

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