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0465, Night of blood rain in slums(2/4)

"Anyway, one sentence."

"Measure the material and human resources of the capital city, and win the favor of outstanding people."

"Only when the Jie Peng people are happy can Haijing City be at peace."

Finally, Qin Weilong spoke loudly and authentically.

Anyway, everyone present is our own people, so there is no need to be secretive.

He said everything in his heart.





The smile on Artest's face gradually dissipated.

He clearly felt that something unexpected had happened during the battle at the Jie Peng Consulate.

As the second-ranked saint on the list of powerful men in Haijing City, he could tell that Yuehua Tianshuang did not actively restrain his aura, but died.

Also dead was You Longzi.

Ordinary people may not be able to tell the difference between the two saints.

But in the eyes of saint-level beings, it was like two candles suddenly extinguished in the dark night, leaving nothing to hide.

But Tester didn't sense Li Xiaofei's aura after he plucked his hair and ran away.

So the situation seems very strange.

Lu Xufeng could actually kill two saints by himself?

Artest didn't care that Chen Zhishun was around, so he immediately called and asked.

Then, his expression gradually became shocked.

After hanging up the phone, Artest realized that something really big had happened this time.

He turned around and left without saying a word.

I can no longer take care of things here.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha ha."

Chen Zhishun was behind him and laughed.

Laugh happily and heartily.

Although I don’t know what happened specifically, judging from the change in Artest’s expression, it is definitely not a good thing for Iggs and Jipeng.

That is a good thing for Daxia.

Chen Zhishun returned to the military camp and immediately asked someone to investigate.





ghetto.

Chi Chunshui, Li Buyi and Long Zhengfei, the three gang bosses, gathered together with solemn faces, nervously waiting for the results.

Li Xiaofei said before that he wanted to prove to them that Jingwu Sect could gain a foothold in Haijing City.

But now, they vaguely knew Li Xiaofei's method of proof.

Everyone is waiting for the outcome of this battle.

Just now, the terrifying pressure of the great saints had dissipated.

What was the outcome of the battle?

They desperately want to know.

"Come here, go and ask the disciples sent there if they have any news?"

Long Zhengfei had a bad temper. He couldn't hold himself back and kept asking questions.

After saying that, he looked at Li Buyi again and yelled, "Old blind man, can't you count? Come on, do the math. Who wins?"

Li Buyi was very calm.

"I said, the saint's affairs can't be settled, but the hexagram of that day, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, is really clear. Think about it, if Li Xiaofei loses, and he is the only one who dies, where will the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood come from?"

He said calmly while drinking tea.

Long Zhengfei said matter-of-factly, "It's very likely that Li Xiaoyou killed hundreds or even thousands of miscellaneous fish, and then was killed by Yuehua Tianshuang. It could also be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

Li Buyi "..."

Grass.

You're an old fist whose brain is all about muscles. When did your logic become so strict?

In fact, Li Buyi himself was also very anxious.

After all, this battle not only involves the future of the three major gangs in the slums and their lives and deaths, it will even affect the military destiny of the entire Daxia in Haijing City.

How can you not worry?

Chi Chunshui was standing in front of the desk, holding a brush and practicing calligraphy.

He wrote the word "quiet" one after another on the white paper.

But the more I write, the more confusing it gets.

Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps.

Is there any news?!

The three gang leaders all looked towards the door.

But it was Long Jing'er who rushed in.

She said loudly, "Dad, Uncle Chi, Uncle Li, the government troops have entered the slums. They seem to be targeting us. They have injured and arrested many of our disciples."

"What?"

"The army is coming in?"

"Who's in the lead?"

The expressions of the three people all changed.

Government troops have begun to take action, which means that the outcome of the battle at the Jie Peng Consulate may be very bad.

"Is it the garrison army or the police force?"

Chi Chunshui asked again.

Long Jing'er said, "It's the police force, and people from the Du family and the Kong family."

Long Zhengfei and the other three looked at each other and felt a little relieved.

If it is not a garrison, it means that the situation has not reached the worst level yet.

"The visitor is not good."

Li Buyi pondered.

Chi Chunshui nodded slightly.

Long Zhengfei, however, sneered and said proudly, "Those bastards from the police station, they don't know what they can do to us when they come to the slums for the first time. Send me an order to summon all the disciples of Qiuji Boxing Gym."

.”

Li Buyi and Chi Chunshui knew that something big was going to happen today, so they released the information through their own channels.

Worried about the masters and disciples under their respective gangs.

No distinction is made between the poor.

There are just so many people.

As long as all the poor people unite, they will be a powerful force that can protect themselves.

Tens of seconds later.

Countless disciple members of the three major gangs located in the slums have received news of the gang's emergency call.

"The old man has called for someone."

"Mr. Chi has started class."

"Second child, third child, if you put on common clothes, your appearance will be charming today."

Different accents, same content.

Many people immediately stopped eating, stopped doing business, stopped shooting guns, stopped shooting their children, and stopped kneeling down. They packed up their belongings, picked up their things, and went out.

Viewed from a high altitude, a strange scene appeared.

I saw that in the streets of the slums, which had been sparsely populated due to the pressure of the Saint War, suddenly there was a large flow of people like a flash flood.
To be continued...
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