There was a loud bang, and a sudden change occurred.

I saw a flying sword flowing with a few traces of red light falling in front of Du Yunyong.

"Young man, why kill them all, this person has an old relationship with me, let him live. An old man with a white beard flew to Du Yunyong's side and said.

"It's also an immortal cultivator, and the aura on this person's body makes me feel much stronger than mine. Du Yunyong thought so in his heart, but said respectfully with a smile on his face: "I don't know who the old man is?"

Before the old man could answer, Lei Zhen on the side hurriedly bowed down and saluted gratefully: "Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"

"Leave, you saved my great-granddaughter, and you and I owe each other no more. The old man waved his hand and collected the flying sword, nodded at Lei Zhen and said.

Lei Zhen bowed to the old man again, and then quickly disappeared into the night. Du Yunyong didn't dare to stop it.

"It doesn't matter who I am, young man, until you cultivate to the third level of the Qi cultivation period at a young age, and the future is limitless after that. Why bother with a bunch of mortals now, so brave and ruthless. After speaking, without waiting for Du Yunyong to answer, he leaped away.

"It's a strange feeling, as if I've been glanced at by something. Du Yunyong stood in place, secretly pondering the wonderful feeling he felt when he talked to the old man just now.

Many big men in the auspicious gambling house were busy cleaning up, and those Thunderbolt gangs who surrendered were also tied up and locked up in the dungeon of the gambling house.

Han Feng and Han Song counted the casualties, four brothers were killed, and more than a dozen brothers were injured, almost all of them were injured by the bullet.

"Eh, there were no casualties, but I didn't expect to be killed and injured so many brothers by that mother and son in the end. Han Feng sighed and said with a sad look on his face.

Because the dozen or so people who were killed and injured were all his brothers, and there were only more than ten people left in the Jixiang Gambling House, Han Feng deliberately took care of it when arranging the plan, and Han Song's remaining brothers were all in the back. This can be regarded as Han Feng's little selfishness towards his younger brother Han Song.

At this time, Du Yunyong came back, and he told Han Feng and Han Song what had happened before.

"That old man should be the Ma Immortal Master who is guarding this Qingyang Town. After listening to Du Yunyong's description, Han Song said affirmatively.

"Well, it seems that this Immortal Master has been around before, but he just didn't interfere. Han Feng continued.

Du Yunyong was a little worried in his heart, the Thunderbolt Gang had such a powerful secret weapon as the sub-mother bomb, but he didn't expect it before, and asked with some self-reproach: "How about the casualties of the brothers?"

Han Song saw Du Yunyong's thoughts, and comforted him: "Brother, you don't have to blame yourself, this powerful secret weapon in the Thunderbolt Gang is only available to the high-level of the hall master and above, and there is only one pair per person." More than 100 Thunderbolt gangs were annihilated tonight, and the price we paid for more than a dozen casualties was already very rare. ”

"Yes, this battle is thanks to your plan, Brother Du, otherwise we would have killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred. Han Feng also echoed on the side.

"Eh, just let that thunder run away, otherwise we can take the initiative to negotiate with the Thunderbolt Gang, but now we can only be beaten passively. "Du Yunyong knows very well that tonight's conspiracy can only be used once, and it will be too weak to fight against the entire Thunderbolt gang in the future.

A few people from the auspicious gambling house were left to keep vigil, and the rest of them hurriedly rested. After all, these brothers brought by Han Feng rushed all the way over and fought this battle without much rest. Although the battle was won, everyone was already at the end of the crossbow.

Du Yunyong took the initiative to ask for a vigil.

Sitting alone on the roof and looking at the stars, Du Yunyong remembered his family in his previous life. Everything was too sudden, although all kinds of proper arrangements had been made a long time ago, Du Yunyong still couldn't rest assured.

After all, this world is the world of immortal cultivators, Du Yunyong thought of what Immortal Master Ma said to him before, and smiled lightly.

"This immortal cultivator has lost all the human touch, hehe, no relatives, no friends, only himself, even if he really becomes an immortal, what if he really becomes an immortal?" Du Yunyong seemed to be laughing at the Ma Immortal Master, and seemed to be laughing at himself, maybe both.

The night is still so quiet, the moon is still so beautiful, and the world has never been changed. Even if many immortal cultivators really become immortals one day, I'm afraid they will still put morality aside and put the word Nali in the middle.

Du Yunyong didn't practice this night, and he always felt that he didn't have much chance of winning against the entire Thunderbolt Gang just by relying on the strength in front of him. And Han Song seems to have some grudges with the Evil Tiger Gang. Du Yunyong had to plan ahead.

At this time, Lei Zhen was running desperately at night, and he didn't dare to stay. When Lei Zhen saw the flying sword, flying up and down to kill his brothers, he understood that he was not Du Yunyong's opponent. After all, it was an immortal cultivator who was at least the third level of the Qi cultivation period.

Running out of dozens of miles in one breath, the mine shook and couldn't run anymore, and he collapsed on the ground tired, panting heavily. At this time, Lei Zhen suddenly laughed, thanks to the chivalrous deeds he had done when he was young, and saved a girl who was kidnapped by human traffickers. Now I have been rewarded and survived.

The clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and when a touch of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky, the sky gradually brightened.

Du Yunyong jumped off the roof. At this time, the two brothers Han Feng and Han Song also walked out of the room.

Just as the two brothers were about to practice martial arts, Du Yunyong came over and said with a smile: "Two big brothers, my brother has something to discuss with you." ”

Du Yunyong decided to tell the two Han brothers about his worries, so as to prepare early.

The three of them whispered in the study.

"Brother Du, what you said makes sense, but doesn't this mean that Brother Song and I are afraid of the Thunderbolt Gang, and this matter needs to be discussed again. Han Feng was arrogant, and his face was a little unbearable, so he politely refused.

"Brother Han Feng, you are a hero, why bother arguing with those Xiaoxiao who will only hurt people secretly, and these things are carried out in secret, so that outsiders will not find out. Du Yunyong saw that Han Feng didn't really refuse, but he couldn't get off the stage, so he took out the old Dafa of wearing a high hat to give Han Feng a face.

"Yes, big brother, what my righteous brother said makes sense, we really don't need to compete with those despicable villains for a while, the last laugh is the real laugh. Han Song also echoed Du Yunyong on the side.

Han Feng got down the stairs, and finally just sighed and said, "Eh, it's okay, just follow the arrangement that Brother Du said." ”

Face is a very strange thing, just like Du Yunyong's mantra in his previous life: "There are three bowls of noodles in life that are unpalatable, human face, affection, and scene." ”

After Du Yunyong and the three of them agreed. Han Song called Mr. Chen, the account office, and gave some instructions, and Mr. Chen nodded again and again.

Back at the account room, Mr. Chen sorted out everything, brought some things, and led a dozen brothers from Jixiang Casino to leave Jixiang Casino.

It didn't take long for a big man from the Evil Tiger Gang to rush into the back hall and shout at Han Feng, "The hall master is not good!"