The battle is over.

The Black Dragon Society's mecha sat on the ground, its back against a dilapidated building, and the pilot of the mecha came out with his hands raised, and was escorted to the clearing, where he joined the two cadres of Round Face and Horse Face and the other survivors.

These people look at me, I look at you, staring at each other, all speechless.

Especially those two cadres, originally they followed Duanmuxiong to this place today, full of ambition, and felt that they would be able to defeat the Chunshen Biological Group today.

Who would have thought that the other party actually transferred three mechas, and as soon as they made a move, they seized the opportunity...

directly hit the party by surprise.

Now the head of the family doesn't know what to do, but even if Duanmu Xiong can escape, he probably won't come back to save his people.

Thinking of this, the two cadres with round face and horse face were a little discouraged.

That's when it happened.

They heard footsteps.

When he looked up, he saw a figure walking in the sun.

Roundface squinted hard, barely seeing that it was a black-haired man wearing a red puppet mask, and he seemed to be carrying something in his hand, round and round.

At this moment, as soon as the black-haired man raised his hand, the round thing flew over, and something fell on the fat face of the round-faced cadre.

He subconsciously touched it, and when he took it to his eyes, he saw that his fingertips were scarlet.

Blood!

It's blood!

Looking at the thing that rolled in front of him again, the round-faced cadre exclaimed in surprise and sat down on the ground.

That turned out to be Duanmu Xiong's head!

Duanmu Xiong's expression was horrified, as if he had seen something terrifying, and the fear before death was forever fixed on his face.

"Duanmu Xiong is dead."

"From today onwards, the Black Dragon Group is our partner of Chunshen Creatures."

Everybody looks up.

His eyes fell on the masked man.

Yang Hao walked over: "This is Mr. Red Ghost."

The round-faced cadre's brain turned the fastest, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Red Ghost is right, from now on, the Black Dragon Group is an ally of the Spring God Creature."

"In the future, our Black Dragon Group will look forward to the Spring God Creature, and there will be no two hearts!"

Luo Yan glanced at the fat man, "What's your name?"

"Chen Tao, Mr. Red Ghost, my name is Chen Tao." The round-faced cadre was overjoyed and hurriedly reported his name.

Luo Yan nodded slightly, looked at the horse-faced cadre again, and then nodded to Yang Hao, and then he walked away.

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth raised, he threw the knife in his hand to the ground, pointed at Chen Tao and another cadre, and said, "Among you, only one can leave alive and serve as the president of the Black Dragon Group."

"As for who, it's up to you to decide."

Suddenly.

Chen Tao and another cadre both looked at the knife on the ground.

Then both of them pounced at the same time.

The horse-faced cadre pounced on the knife on the ground.

Chen Tao went straight to the horse-faced cadre.

At the moment when the horse-faced cadre got the knife, Chen Tao's eyes widened, and he shouted, holding the horse-faced cadre's head and twisting it hard.

He turned his head 180 degrees.

The people behind were all startled when they saw the horse-faced cadre's face suddenly turn to the back.

Subsequently.

The corpse of the horse-faced cadre fell straight down.

Chen Tao gasped for breath at this time, and looked at Yang Hao with a kind expression: "This big brother, do you think this is okay?"

If Yang Hao needs it, he can also kill all the people behind him.

Now the fat man has only one thing on his mind.

That is, no matter what, you have to survive!

Yang Hao laughed dryly: "Yes, fatty, it's ruthless enough."

Chen Tao hurriedly said, "No, no, no, I just do what I am told, from today onwards, I will be Mr. Red Ghost."

A dog at his feet."

"If you let me bite, I will bite, if I bark, I will bark, if I lay down, I will never dare to stand!"

Yang Hao looked disgusted: "Okay, okay, don't say it, I'm not a gentleman, it's useless for you to tell me."

He then beckoned, and then said, "Then from now on, you will be the president of the Black Dragon Group, you have worked with them before, you should be able to get along well, right?"

Chen Tao turned around, and saw Lin Feng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and Mei Li, who was pale, coming over.

The two have not heard from the convoy since the night they were intercepted, and Chen Tao thought they were dead, but he didn't expect them to be alive.

Then.

Lin Feng and Mei Li's eyes were full of hostility when they looked at the fat man, they were on the side just now, and they saw Chen Tao kill the horse's face with their own eyes.

Now that Chen Tao has become the president again, this makes both of them feel threatened, and the two exchange glances while walking, and Chen Tao looks displeased.

Looking at the expressions of these three people, Yang Hao thought in his heart, it is still Mr. Red Ghost who is clever, laying down such a hand, so that these three people can each have a ghost, although they are old acquaintances, they have a mustard, and they will not be able to breathe out of one nostril in the future, and they must be careful to guard against each other.

This dead fat man is even more in a high position, if he wants to keep everything he has now, in this case, he can only hug Mr. Red Ghost's thigh, and dare not have two hearts.

I just don't know why Mr. Red Ghost has to go to great lengths, not to simply annex the Black Dragon Group, but to let one of these cadres take over.

Yang Hao is not a person who likes to use his brain.

If he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to.

"Hey, Duanmu Xiong is a character anyway, although he deserves to die against Mr., but Mr. is very generous, you remember to bury him in a beautiful way when you go back."

"This thing needs to be done by everyone, you know?"

Chen Tao, who has become the new president of the Black Dragon Group, is keenly aware of Luo Yan's deep meaning in this matter, and nodded again and again.

"Don't worry, I won't let my husband down."

Yang Hao nodded and left.

Following.

The news of Duanmuxiong's death spread throughout the dungeon, and the Black Dragon Group published an obituary for him, held a grand funeral, and invited people from all walks of life to come to mourn.

On this day, just outside the mourning hall, a car was quietly parked on the opposite side of the street outside the mourning hall.

In the car, Ji Xing, who acted as the driver, glanced in the direction of the mourning hall, where there were many people, the ground was full of paper money, and the door was full of wreaths.

Ji Xing whispered, "It's strange, since Duanmu Xiong is dead, how can the Black Dragon Group still be spared."

"The Spring God creatures don't take the opportunity to swallow them up?"

Liu Wansheng, who was sitting in the back, retracted his gaze and said slowly, "This is the power of that red ghost."

Ji Xing looked at the Minister of Security in the rearview mirror: "Brother-in-law, how do you say this?"

Liu Wansheng straightened his cuffs and said, "Do you think that the conflict between the Spring God Creatures and the Black Dragon Group is only about us?"

"No, how many eyes are on it."

"If Duanmu Xiong dies and the Spring God Creatures swallow up the Black Dragon Group, the power will swell greatly all of a sudden."

"A lot of people don't want to see that."

Ji Xing is not stupid, he can understand it at one point: "I understand."

"The Red Ghost deliberately kept the Black Dragon Group, which in itself also shows his position and attitude, telling the dungeon higher-ups that he is very restrained and has no intention of being an enemy of the dungeon."