The person she looked at shivered and looked at Guozi Lian. Guozi Lian was not dead. The knife that cut across the throat was neither shallow nor deep. It just cut the trachea. So at this time Guozi Lian used his only remaining hand. Holding the blowout wound, he twitched and made a roaring sound.
This kind of torture that is worse than death makes people feel chilly, "I'll go right now."
Dong-dong-dong, the Dilong Gang's rallying call echoed on the mountain top with a hint of trembling and uneasiness.
The man with the mustache did not look at the Chinese-character face on the ground, but stared closely at Zhan Changfeng, "What do you want to do?"
Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Smash the place."
Hearing these two neat words, the mustachioed man's brows jumped and he laughed angrily, "You are only a master of foundation building. There are thirty people in our Dilong Gang who are only at the peak of foundation building. Could it be that you are still no match for me? I advise you." Surrender quickly, otherwise, don’t even think about going out here.”
She smiled, "Is it just foundation building? Then you should think about how to beg me for mercy later."
"you!"
"Gang leader, what's going on? Why are you recruiting people?"
Three moments later, there was a group of people standing in the open space in front of the lobby, at least seventy or eighty, of whom more than fifty came to build the foundation.
The man with the mustache felt confident that although there were still some people outside, there were enough people here.
As he thought about it, Zhan Changfeng went out with the Chinese-character face, and threw him among the gathered gang members. The miserable look of the Chinese-character face caught their eyes, and instantly ignited the Dilong Gang's anger. anger.
Zhan Changfeng stood on the steps and looked at the Earth Dragon Gang members below, "Your gang leader is nothing more than that. I don't know if you can stop me and come up together."
"Seeking death!" A man in tiger skin clothes came out from the crowd, holding a mace as tall as a person in his hand, and the densely packed thorns dazzled everyone.
Mo Ang didn't even look at the gang leader with a Chinese character, and just in time, he took over!
And this arrogant guy is his stepping stone!
The real power is continuously sent into the mace, and the mind changes rapidly, "Fang stab!"
The mace was swung out, and the heavy thorns of light flew towards Zhan Changfeng like a rain of arrows. Everyone was in an uproar with different expressions, "Mo Ang has actually completed the foundation building!"
The few people who were about to step forward stopped. It is estimated that Mo Ang did not want them to appear and steal the limelight at this time.
So what about Dzogchen? For her, if she can kill one, she can kill two.
The sword knocked down all the light thorns, and Mo Ang didn't even blink. The person who was on the steps just now suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he flew backwards as if he had been hit by a meteor in the abdomen.
Before the gang members could react, they saw a thin figure flashing next to Mo Ang, who was flying backwards. He easily raised his legs and kicked the person who had not landed on the ground high into the air. The afterimage was so tight that he smashed the person into the ground. .
They couldn't see clearly, but the sound of broken bones followed them all the time, just like encountering a ghost when they went out in the middle of the night.
"Come together!" Those foundation builders finally couldn't hold it any longer. If they didn't come together, they were waiting to die one by one. It’s simply a humanoid murder weapon!
"Qianyuan kick!"
"Wind and residual clouds!"
"Thousands of pounds fell to the ground!"
Zhan Changfeng let go of her mind, feeling the many fierce murderous intentions, and then avoided all the attacks like a divine help, and wherever she passed, she screamed again and again.
Within a few breaths, Xiantian was defeated, and the rest of the gang fled in panic toward the village gate.
Zhan Changfeng snatched someone's bow, volleyed in the air, and fired six arrows in a row. The people who ran at the front fell down without exception. Her gentle and cold voice said slowly, "Come back all. It’s more dangerous to be too far away from me.”
Why don't we let people live? There are six corpses lying there. They can't move even if they want to run. If they retreat, they will be trapped in the tiger's mouth. Many people are paralyzed on the ground. Who on earth provoked such an evil spirit?
The corpses lying on the ground were all asking, who provoked this evil spirit?
The evil spirit said regretfully, "I'm just here to mess things up, so you can just admit defeat."
For a while, the voices of "giving up" came and went, more eager than trying to grab the spiritual stone.
The behavior of this man is really indescribable. The man with the mustache is considered to be the relatively intact one in the foundation building, because he did not participate in the war at all. The attack power of a monk who is a scribe is indescribable.
Fortunately, his mind was still functioning. From the beginning, he felt that there was something wrong with this person's appearance. Not to mention his completely different temperament from ordinary people. He was fully capable of resisting and even crushing the gang leader, but he was being held as if he were being slaughtered. Coming back is not about having a plan.
She also said before, "You should think about how to beg me for mercy later."
Isn't this a hint?
But before he could think it through, Zhan Changfeng said calmly, "If two gangs fight and capture you, it is natural and natural to confiscate all your assets. This is what I am prepared to do."
"So make your choice now, obey or die."
There was no choice at all. The man with the mustache glanced at the dozens of people on the ground. His thoughts were changing, and he finally lowered his head and said, "I'll keep an eye on you."
A series of signs of submissiveness immediately sounded out.
Zhan Changfeng looked at these people with unclear meaning.
In half a day, the Dilong Gang changed owners.
Then Zhan Changfeng got the land deed property of the Dilong Gang, and unexpectedly there was no movement.
"Deputy Gang Leader, what are you thinking?" Several people with their arms hanging or lame legs stopped at the door of Mustache's room. Mustache looked around and said calmly, "Come in."
The mustache's name is Du Jue, and he is also the brain trust of the gang. His strength can be said to be at the bottom among the foundation builders, but he has helped the gang avoid several crises by relying on his agility, so he is recommended by the crowd as the deputy gang leader.
The gangs that have survived in Beicheng, no matter how big they are, are ruthless, putting strength first and profit first, a typical gangster style. They took photos of Yu Zhan Changfeng and lowered their heads, but afterwards they were ultimately unwilling and at a loss as to what to do.
For one thing, they knew nothing about Zhan Changfeng, let alone trust him.
The second is that they are afraid that their interests will be damaged, and who knows whether they will live or die. Who knows what she will ask them to do in the future.
It was originally a gang formed to seize cultivation resources. If there is no profit to be gained, it is better to leave quietly now.
But he was unwilling to leave like this, so a one-eyed man said, "It's better to join the Huang Gang and lead others to take back the Dilong Gang."
"Although Huang's gang is guarded by the Extraordinary," she can sweep through the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, so there is no guarantee that she will not be afraid of the Extraordinary.
"Is he really just an ordinary soldier with this strength and background?" Someone asked casually.
Mustache was also puzzled. At this young stage, such strength and temperament could never be cultivated by ordinary people. More importantly, after she got the land deed and property, the only thing she ordered was for him to understand Yang Jiecheng's information was written down, which gave him a vague yet absurd feeling that maybe the Dilong Gang was just an appetizer that was accidentally served to her.
"Deputy Gang Leader, please tell me, what should I do next?"
"Don't move yet. If she is really capable of occupying a position in Beicheng, it doesn't matter if we serve her."
The others looked at each other in shock. They didn't know what they were thinking. They just said, "That's all we can do for the time being."
Du Jue sent the people away with a heavy expression on his face. Unknown to others, he understood that there was a bigger crisis waiting for them.
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