"What did you say?"

"Are you eating dry rice?"

"Don't tell me so much useless, what I want is their heads, I want to see their heads in front of me!"

A roar came from the halls of the Calamity.

The drought had lost its former mildness, and he stood up in a rage, slamming the cup in his hand to the ground.

Crash!

The bookcase in front of him was completely overturned by him, and all the documents and materials piled up on the table fell to the ground.

The messenger fell to his knees and trembled, his head resting on the ground, and did not dare to say a word.

"Get out of here, call me in the sandstorm."

After venting, the drought calmed down, and he turned his back and drove out the messenger who was kneeling on the ground.

It can only be said that the development of events has completely exceeded the imagination of the great drought.

At first, he didn't pay much attention to the information given by Sandstorm.

Isn't it just a few dragons who smashed the inn, what's this?

People are strong people in the martial arts realm, isn't it normal to kill a few civilians with a bad temper for a while?

If you want to compensate, they will symbolically collect points, and if you don't want to compensate, they have to send people away with good food and drink.

It's always been handled this way, so the drought didn't take it seriously.

But things gradually turned out to be beyond his expectations.

The people who were sent out to find the river dragon did not come back.

This made Da Han a little angry, and the attitude of the people he sent out must have been extremely deferential.

If you want to kill people like this, it can only show that the other party is here to find trouble.

Could it be that he is a soft persimmon who is bullied by others?

Because of this, Da Han personally took people to the Sansheng Inn.

But by the time they got there, the entire inn was empty.

The people he sent out had their tongues cut out and hung on the beams of the house, and a bloody book was pierced with a knife next to the pillar.

Jianghu duel order!

From the moment I saw this piece of paper, I realized that something had happened.

The battle order is not the same as the blood letter that is usually used to intimidate or convey information.

This thing is a provocation, or rather a notice.

It represents the unending disgust of the book-keeping gang for the letter-receiving gang.

This hatred has even reached the point where the other party does not want to meet any of the gang members on the recipient.

Usually the gang that issued such a letter would kill a member of the rival gang and write the letter with the blood of that member.

This is the ultimate malice.

After the order for the duel in the rivers and lakes, the gangs on both sides will be desperate and use all means to fight to the death.

Only if the gangs are completely wiped out, this showdown will stop.

During this period, no matter what means the other party uses, it will not be counted, and no matter how the other party deals with it, it is a matter of course.

After all, from this moment on, the two sides are already unstoppable.

At the end of the duel orders left by those dragons in the rivers and lakes are written their signatures.

Turning the River Gang.

Da Han grimaced the letter paper in his hand with a gloomy face.

In the palm of his hand, the mass of letter paper burned little by little, as if it had been ignited by something.

No fire spontaneous combustion.

The ashes in his hands were thrown on the ground, and Da Drought gritted his teeth.

"If you want us to disappear from Hongliupo, it depends on whether you have the qualifications!"

"Let's go!"

......

From this day on, the duel between the River Turning Gang and the Calamity Society officially began.

But all along, the Calamity Society has not been able to take any advantage from the Turning River Gang.

This so-called river-turning gang is really jumpy, and the action is extremely clean and neat, as long as they make a move, there will be no living mouth left on the scene.

They were not engaged in a duel at all, but a mass slaughter.

Choose the time not to be late at night or dusk and dawn, and to attack the gambling houses, restaurants, shops, inns and so on to which the Calamity belongs through blitzkrieg.

The speed and ruthlessness of the attack are unprecedented.

Not to mention countermeasures against each other, and even now, they don't even know how many people are in each other's gang.

This feeling of powerlessness makes Da Gang feel very uncomfortable, but he is helpless.

The only clue they know now is that since the other party is a river dragon, their strength is at least at the martial arts realm.

Therefore, the drought immediately ordered that the few people who were still outside were all withdrawn.

He was worried that the other party would decapitate several of them.

Several of them are also among the best in the martial artist realm, and if it is one-on-one, they are naturally not afraid.

But since the other party has already given them the order to fight in the rivers and lakes, how can they be one-on-one with them?

Several martial artists shot together, not to mention a few of them, even if the eldest brother was afraid of the plague, he would hate the northwest.

What's more, without knowing that the other party is losing, it is even more dangerous to be out alone.

As he expected, on the day they withdrew, the residence of the fourth landslide was attacked.

According to the people below, the fourth child's entire house was destroyed by the gang, and even the bricks on the roof were crushed into powder.

This news scared the fourth child into a cold sweat.

If it weren't for the second brother forcibly ordering him to come back, I'm afraid his current situation would not be much better than bricks.

But this small victory did not make the drought much more comfortable.

After all, the current situation is that they have fallen into total passivity.

Even if there are enough martial artists under his command and those martial arts masters who have not yet entered the civilian class and are still in the civilian class, how many of them can withstand killing?

They are human beings, not renewable resources.

The biggest problem is that these people have their own minds, and they will also be afraid, and they will be afraid, and they will be incited by others.

Recently, because of the massacre of the Panjiang Gang, there has been a clear panic within the Calamity.

It's almost the same to say that everyone is in danger.

No one is stupid, even if the calamity will deliberately cover up the information, but these people still know the truth of the matter.

There is an extremely terrifying rival gang that is carrying out a precise slaughter of the people of the Calamity.

As long as it is a calamity, there is no one who is not afraid, after all, no one knows when the butcher's knife will fall on their head.

Death is not something that can be seen by shouting slogans.

Aside from saints, how many people in this world can ignore death?

Add to that such thing as rumors, and the personal thoughts of the speakers would have been added.

As long as there is one trust, the rumor will be added with more adaptations to become a rumor, and then it will spread more and more.

There are even some rumors that the River Turning Gang is already more terrifying than the ghosts, with vast magical powers, turning over the river and the sea.

Some people even say that it is precisely because they have the strength to turn over the river that they are called the River Turning Gang.

Even ghost stories are not so scary, they have simply become myths.

That's why the drought is so angry.

Hidden information leaked, which is simply unforgivable.

But anger is anger, and this time he didn't kill anyone.

There is no way, the people of the Calamity Society have been slaughtered a lot, and recently they have been so frightened that they may flee on a large scale at any time.

If you kill people again now, isn't it purely brain water?

The drought was forcibly endured, and people called the sandstorm over.

Sandstorm has been very busy for a while now, busy trying to suppress all kinds of new information and dealing with all kinds of endless rumors.

This makes Sandstorm, who is already bad-tempered, even more irritable.

But recently, with the leak of intelligence, Sandstorm has relaxed the whole person.

When I was called by the drought, the sandstorm even walked in in all directions.

Seeing him like this, Da Han wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he finally endured it.

He also knew how difficult Sandstorm had been a few days ago, not to mention the news of the disappearance of the gang leader until now, which was already very good.

Nor is he qualified to blame the sandstorm.

So Da Han sighed and hid all his anger back in his heart.

"Third child, is there still no news of those people?"

Anger can be hidden, but exhaustion can't.

After many days of busyness, even the body of the drought is a little unbearable.

Hearing the tired voice of the great drought, even the sandstorm that had never been upright restrained his cynical attitude, quickly stood upright, and said in a proper manner: "Recently, the informant I buried on the side of the Twelve Bandits has sent back some news. ”

"Oh, how, exactly?"

Sandstorm walked up to Da Han, put it on his ear and whispered, "It is said that the so-called Turning River Gang is a member of the Eternal Life Palace. ”

"Hall of Eternal Life?" Da Han's eyes lit up: "Is the news accurate?" ”

"Not necessarily." Sandstorm shook his head: "It's the only one in the gang who is alive, and he's only heard about it." ”

"That's enough!" The drought smiled, these days of defense and helplessness finally ended.

It's time for those gangsters to get a taste of hiding in Tibet.

"You will immediately go and operate all the intelligence departments, and send a message to the other major forces, telling them that the Turning River Gang is actually the people of the Hall of Eternal Life!

Don't they love to watch the excitement? I don't think they can stand it, we don't care if we are killed by the Palace of Eternal Life, and none of them want to live! ”

"Then go and inform the old five to integrate all the available manpower, isn't their Immortal Hall for civilians? Let the word out, if they don't come out, we will slaughter all the civilians in the sphere of influence, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!

And this night he shall go and destroy the house, lest they not believe. ”

"Yes!" Sandstorm licked the corners of his mouth and smiled excitedly.

After being suppressed at the headquarters for so many days, I can finally let it go!

"Also, tell the fourth and fifth children not to spend the night at the headquarters tonight.

Let them put on some makeup, preferably like a normal gangster.

We're not going to sleep tonight, we're going to take a look around the major industries.

Don't they like to kill? I endured it for so many days, but it wasn't to make them happy.

Now that you've had a good time, it's time to pay some price!

I'll see how arrogant they are today! ”

Da Han stared at his eyes, and the murderous aura came out of his body.

The clay man still has three points of fire, let alone a murderous Lord of Hades like him?

He slammed the door behind him and walked out of the room in a big stride.

Come, I have good food and drink for you, but you want the life of our Calamity?

Since you are shameless, then don't blame us for the calamity to be ruthless.

Let's see the real thing.

With his footsteps, a blazing fire burned behind him.

It's like hell.