After the establishment of the alliance, Dior's side was not idle, and Xia Ni, who was entrusted with full responsibility for the alliance-related affairs, showed amazing talents.

Through a series of means such as co-opting and splitting, deceiving and threatening, the gang forces in the alliance were resolved one by one in various private negotiations, and a real alliance agreement was formed, which not only connected this loose alliance more closely and exerted greater strength, but also successfully controlled and maintained the newly acquired territory, and deeply rooted the two forces of the Gray Scale Martial Arts Hall and the Flame Fist into Santa Loita City.

In this case, Dior's position as the leader of the alliance became solidified, and he was the undisputed leader, at least until the destruction of the Remehampton company.

So as soon as he spoke, the others immediately shut up obediently, but it was inevitable to communicate eagerly with each other's eyes.

Dior would not pay attention to this internal undercurrent, and this situation was undoubtedly the most beneficial for him, if there was really no contradiction to give him a headache - to be precise, it was a headache for Shani.

The order to retreat did not pass, then the offensive naturally continued.

The scattered gunfire continued for more than an hour, as the attacking side of the alliance has a numerical advantage, while the defending side of the Remy Henton Company has a geographical advantage, the battle situation is still stalemate for a while, and the number of casualties on the alliance side is also rising, making the faces of many leaders of the alliance begin to become a little ugly, obviously the current losses are close to their psychological limit.

For this situation, Dio knew it, but he didn't say anything, it was not a bad thing to consume the strength of these guys, of course, the limit should be controlled, and now it was almost time, and this breaking point was in the direction of his gaze.

It is a core defensive position of the manor, commanded by Chahan, the third-ranked important person of the Remy Henton Company, who is very good at command and prestige, relying on this line of defense to repel the Alliance's attacks again and again, which can be said to be the biggest obstacle for the Alliance to break through the Manor's defensive line, and Chahan has always been very cautious, even if the Alliance knows that as long as he kills him, he can change the tide of the battle, but he has never found a good opportunity.

As if sensing Dio's gaze, Chahan looked towards Dio, and the eyes of the two sides suddenly began to exchange fierce views, and then Dio saw that Chahan seemed to open his mouth to say something, and made a throat-cutting motion.

"Idiot. Dio said softly.

Before the words fell, he saw Cha Khan roll out to the left violently, and then his original position was shot by a bullet, but although he dodged this blow, he was powerless against the next bullet, and he saw that his whole body trembled suddenly, and after splashing a blood flower, he collapsed to the ground weakly, as if he reflexively shook a few times and then disappeared.

After stealthily reaching the firing position, Canley shot first to force the target to dodge, and Leopold followed to make up the gun. With this set of cooperation, the two of them have shot more than ten members of the Remy Henton Company these days, and there is even a core member numbered in more than a dozen, which fully demonstrates the power of the two elite snipers to cooperate in combat, which makes Dior amazed and a little lucky.

If it had been for Leopold alone, but a mature and well-coordinated sniper team, Dior might have been a little dangerous.

As for how Shani persuaded Leopold to serve the Greyscale Martial Arts Pavilion, Dio, although a little curious, didn't bother to inquire in detail. For him, Leopold's hands are now stained with the blood of the Remy Hangton company's personnel, and there is no turning back, which is enough, plus he has just shot Chahan, Leopold has no choice but to cling to the forces of Dio and Shani.

As soon as Chahan died, the manor's defense line suddenly became chaotic. Although the members of the Remy Henton Company who can come here alive to defend are all elites, after all, they are not as good as the real army, and once the leader dies, the command chaos caused by it cannot be quelled in a short time.

The alliance personnel besieging outside immediately intuitively felt the changes in their opponents, and their morale was immediately boosted, and the offensive became more fierce. Under the long-term elimination of the other, the manor's defense line was pressed back and was on the verge of collapse.

"I'll go over and command!" Seeing that his own form was very good, Sjonker, who couldn't bear it, rushed straight down, ready to take the credit for breaking the manor's defense line into his arms.

Without Remy Henton, the distribution of power in Santa Leuta will inevitably lead to a major reshuffle, and in order to gain an advantage in this, all forces need to do their best to improve their prestige to gain the support of some neutral or scattered forces, and defeating the resistance of Remy Henton is undoubtedly a very good choice.

The other leaders of the forces present immediately realized this, and rushed after Sjonk, not allowing all the benefits to be taken by the pirates.

It didn't take long for Dior to have a few leaders around him who were relatively weak and ready to rely on the Gray Scale Martial Arts Hall afterwards.

"Let's go. ”

After seeing that the members of the alliance below were personally commanded by their respective bosses, the offensive was even higher and higher, and there was no suspense about the outcome at all, so Dior strode towards the manor.

By the time he arrived in front of the manor, the frontal battle had already ended, and all that remained was to clear out the scattered enemies who had been scattered and hid in the corners, and it was no longer possible to affect the overall situation.

Entering the manor, he followed the path the Alliance had pointed him through, and after passing several complexes and an open flat area, he came to the outside of a lonely courtyard building.

It was surrounded by a lot of Coalition men, and a few of the leaders came, including Sjonk, but they were talking about something, and they didn't seem to want to attack.

"What's wrong?"

Dio walked over and asked.

"Alliance leader, this ...... See for yourself. Sjonk said hesitantly.

Dio's gaze stopped on his face, then swept over the faces of the other leaders, and then his gaze stopped at the closed courtyard door, and without asking any more questions, he walked straight forward.

Walking to the reddish-brown courtyard gate, Dior looked up at the half-worn plaque above the courtyard gate. The four words Iron Lion Dojo on the plaque are clearly visible, but it is a little old, and the paint layer on the surface of the font is a little peeled off under the wind and rain, revealing the dark yellow log color below, and there is a faint atmosphere of decay, which echoes the situation of Remy Henton Company in front of him.

Dior, dressed in a black shirt and trousers, stepped forward and pressed his hand on the courtyard door, and with a slight force, the door squeaked, and the door opened to the back.

Through the open courtyard gate, a stone path leads to the depths of the courtyard, and at this time, on both sides of the stone path, two columns of people in blue uniforms stand neatly, looking very strict, and on the clothes of these people there is a symbol in the shape of a bird.

At the end of the stone path was a secluded waterhole, beside which there was a stone table and several stone chairs, on which sat two men, one old and one young, one with dull white hair and the other with blue hair shining like blue crystal. One breath is decadent, the other is high-spirited.

As Dior pushed open the courtyard door, the two men turned their heads as well, and then the blue-haired young man stood up first.

"Dio Garros. He greeted with a smile, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as cold as the deep sea.