(PS: Well, two hours in advance today. Ha, keep working hard!)

Still in the afternoon, Moss City, a certain area in the West City District.

Most cities in other worlds have chaotic plans, with high and low buildings, and overall they seem to have little beauty. However, due to the huge gap in identity and status, there is a bit of pattern in this chaos.

First of all, Dongcheng District is basically the area where the nobles are located, and outsiders are not allowed to enter and exit at will. This is almost universally applicable. The Nancheng District generally has the chronic diseases of each city, that is, slums. Most of the people living in the Northcheng District are rich and elite businessmen, and various shops are the most dense. As for the Xicheng District, it is a bit messy, and it is a gathering place for some guilds, black markets, gangs, etc., with some unstable factors.

Of course, this rule is not a standard, and it will definitely vary in each city. However, roughly speaking, this is basically the case.

The Golden Lion Gang, a local gang in Moss City. Although the name sounds very loud, it does not have much presence among the gangs of all sizes in Xicheng District.

There are about a hundred people in the gang, and there are no tough guys who can make a move. They manage several remote streets, collect protection fees, and lend usury. They can only endure the lower-level gang that can barely make up for food and clothing.

However, now this small gang seems to have offended someone. With just one cup of tea, a hundred men with bad faces gathered from the surrounding alleys one after another, surrounding the main entrance of the Golden Lion Gang.

"Do it! Let your boss get out! You dare to touch the people from our Sky Eagle Gang. I think you guys are tired of living..."

"Uh... brothers, are there any misunderstandings here?"

"Misunderstand your mother! Last night in the Blue and White Alley, wasn't the one from your Golden Lion Gang who attacked us? I've seen them walking here with my own eyes..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense to them... Or you can't get a deal! Or you can just slap your Golden Lion Gang today! Don't say I don't give you mercy. I'll give you five minutes to consider now, choose yourself..."

...

There was noisy and the periphery was tense, and there was a strife and there was a strife that he would start fighting directly at a disagreement. However, there was no strange movement inside the Golden Lion Gang station. Even the gang members who heard the clamor outside were standing timidly against the wall at this time, secretly looking at the lobby of the station, without the ruthless anger that the gang should have.

There is no way. Now their boss, the leader of the gang nicknamed Golden Lion, is standing obediently next to the hall door, drooping his head, as if he saw a sheep with a dragon, with a look of fear on his face.

And the source of this fear, there was an argument in the hall.

Bang bang bang bang, the sound of slapping the table violently, "Wait, wait, wait... When will it be? It will take action once in a few days. How come you are still the Templar Knights, why are you so timid that you are not even as good as a thief?"

"Shut up! Carl, I warn you not to go too far! The senior management does this. It makes sense. You just need to cooperate with us. It's not your turn to interfere in other things!"

"Oh, I have a kind!" A middle-aged man with a big thumb up, a burly and burly body like an iron tower, Huo Dao stood up and took a step forward, with a hideous and terrifying expression. "It's been so many years, it's rare for you to talk to my bloody butcher like this. You seem to be very brave..."

The tone was long, and it sounded full of threats and intimidation. The leader of the Golden Lion standing outside the door shivered when he heard this. He could not forget three days ago, this man who seemed to be a butcher walked to the gate of their Golden Lion Gang, showing his ferocious expression, swung his axe, and instantly cut the two little brothers into four pieces. Then he easily rushed here, patted his shoulder, and said that the horror scene he occupied here...

"You are not too brave." Some people are afraid, but some people don't believe in evil. Standing in front of this man were two knights wearing holy armor, with their expressions not moving. "But two days ago, in front of the Great Knight Razel, you didn't seem to have the courage to appear in this way."

Although the words were calm, the irony inside was very obvious. The middle-aged man named Carl narrowed his eyes when he heard this, his flesh shook, and the iron tower body pressed slightly forward, and the shadow completely enveloped the talking knight: "So, do you think your strength is comparable to Razel? Haha, do you want to have a conversation? I can give you one hand."

This knight is just Razel's deputy, and his strength is naturally not as good as Razel's, nor is it as good as Carl, who has the name of a bloody butcher in front of him. He heard this and his breath was suffocated. Although his waist and back were still straight and his face remained calm, he was unable to reply under heavy pressure, so he simply pursed his lips tightly and said silently.

At this time, the knight who was slightly behind the position flashed a few angry expressions and said, "No one knows the name of a bloody butcher. Don't say that you can give one hand. Even if we both go up together, we can't resist your axe. But..."

He paused, and he emphasized his tone word by word, "His Excellency Carl, are you sure your axe can withstand the entire temple?"

As he finished speaking, the atmosphere around him suddenly froze, and the crazy and violent murderous intent surged rapidly, instantly filling the entire hall, making people shudder!

...

Having said that, it goes without saying that these people are naturally the temple team organized by the previous sneak attack on the killer.

After that successful sneak attack, the team kept hiding and did not take action again. Of course, the reason for this was not that they were afraid of Tang En and the others, but that the collective riots of the believers made the temple masters ignore the extradition team and even transferred the team leader Lei Zell back.

In this way, the team that was refrigerated was naturally more careful in their actions. After all, Tang En, who was provoked this time, was a ruthless man who would still escape unscathed by the Northern Temple! When the force here was obviously not superior, they certainly did not dare to take action easily.

However, this opinion seems to have failed to form a unified...

You should know that in addition to the team leader Razel and the team of Light Knights, there are also the assassination team originally affiliated with the Bounty Hunter Guild, namely Carl and several evil heretics who "abandon darkness and turn to light"!

The people in the temple were very aware because they had suffered a great loss at Tang En's hands. But Carl and others who had never even heard of Tang En's, naturally they would not have too many concerns.

Moreover, although Carl and others have already "abandoned the dark and turned to the light", they are mostly forced by their lives and they have no sense of belonging to the temple. Of course, the temple never treats them as their own people, but just as tools to call and waving, or lackeys.

After a few days of being so bored, Carl and others were already impatient. After waiting for the highest strength Razel to leave, the disguised and arrogant nature completely exploded, and the current conflict situation occurred...

One has the advantage of strength! The other has the superior psychology!

Just as the two sides refused to give in to each other and the murderous atmosphere was about to reach the critical point, a figure appeared at the door of the hall and said casually. "There is a Sky Eagle Gang outside here. Do we want to...uh?" After a pause, he felt the surging murderous intent here, and his footsteps were about to stop outside the door of the hall.

Huh... the cold wind blew over, and the murderous atmosphere in the hall was swept away. Carl took a step back and turned his head as if nothing had happened. "Sky Eagle Gang? What is that?"

The person who came to spread the news was a young man in leather armor. He was obviously not a Templar Knight, but an evil heretic who "turned to the dark and turned to the light" like Carl. He spread his hands and said disapprovingly: "Who knows, more than a hundred people have come, and now they are blocking the door and not leaving."

Seeing Carl retreating voluntarily, the two Knights of Light couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, after hearing the news, he frowned again and looked at the leader of the Golden Lion outside the door: "Is it yours that provoked the Sky Eagle Gang?" The reason why they chose to hide in this small gang was to cover up their eyes. In this way, they naturally did not want to cause trouble and attracted attention for no reason.

"No, no..." The head leader of the Golden Lion dared not offend the Knight of the Temple. He hurriedly ran over, wiped his forehead and explained anxiously, "My people are in the garrison and have not gone out these days. It is absolutely impossible to provoke the Sky Eagle Gang. Maybe, maybe..." He hesitated in his words, as if he knew something but did not dare to say it, but just glanced at Carl with his eyes, and then quickly lowered his head.

"Yeah?" Carl noticed this gaze keenly. His eyes suddenly glared, "What do you mean? Do you want to say that I was provoking the people outside?"

"Yes...uh, no, no..."

Looking at the Golden Lion leader who waved his hand in a hurry and denied it, the Knight of Light, who was standing behind, instantly condensed. He glanced at Carl suspiciously, stepped forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "Is it? Or is it?"

"Uh..." The Golden Lion leader was caught in the middle. He looked at the Knight of Light and then looked at Carl. He couldn't afford to offend any side, and he suddenly felt as if he was ashamed and was extremely entangled.

"Haha, say it." Carl chuckled twice with his hands, looking very relaxed, but his smile looked even more terrifying, "It's clear that you can say it out, everyone can reason."

After a difficult decision, the leader of the Golden Lion shook his head, looking like crying and laughing, "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, his smile suddenly disappeared, and Carl's face darkened: "Since it's not, what did your little move mean? Seeing that I'm so bullied, do you want to frame me? Damn it!"

He roared angrily, waved his hand, and a fan-shaped blade light instantly slashed down...

"stop!"

The roar was too late, sniff... I opened my mouth and a thread of blood appeared on the golden lion leader's forehead, slid quickly down the bridge of his nose, neck, chest... After a short moment, with a bang, his body exploded to both sides, leaving only a large blood ball suspended in the middle, and then... The Knight of Light, who was closest, felt a red look in front of him, blood spread out, and the strong smell of blood instantly enveloped the entire hall.

Silence... This scene happened so suddenly that no one expected Carl to turn against her face. When she came to her senses, the three people standing in the field were splashed with blood.

"Since you're out, you have to know, tsk tsk..." Licking the blood in the corner of your mouth, smacked, Carl took a step forward with a ferocious expression, rectified the dazed Knight of Light's clothes, raised his hand, patted the other person's cheek, and put on a blood-colored palm print, "What can you say, what will you say will kill people! Well, are you right?"

Of course, this statement cannot be said to the Golden Lion leader who has been divided into two on the ground, but to the unceremonious words of the two Knights of Light before.

But no matter how clear it is, in front of the now mad Carl, the two light knights clenched their fists and their lips trembled slightly. They seemed angry but also had an unhidden fear and trembling. In the end, they could not say a word.

At this moment, "Ah, I remembered it!" The young man in leather armor standing outside the door suddenly said with a hammer of his hand. "Carl, when we went out for midnight snack last night, we seemed to have beaten a few eyesore guys."

"Uh?" Carl was stunned when he heard this, let go of the Knight of Light and scratched his head. "Is there any? I drank too much at that time and couldn't remember it...Does it! I know you didn't say it earlier! What should I do now?"

He turned his head and looked at the corpse of the Golden Lion leader on both sides, shook his head, "Oh, I'm wronged you... Come and restrain your boss's body. I did this wrong. I apologize. I won't give you a little less of the burial fee you should give... Ha, let's see. Come and hang out, everyone should reason..."

...

In a farce, several members of the gang came in tremblingly to restrain the boss's body, while Carl and the young man in leather walked out of the hall, saying that they were going to solve the trouble outside.

However, as soon as he left the lobby, Carl's face turned cold: "Grass, don't think about his weight, and dare to show off in front of me!"

The young man in leather armor shook his head and laughed at himself: "There is no way, who has let us be controlled by the temple now? Haha. I'm afraid I can only be a lackey for the rest of my life."

If it is defined as an evil heresy by the temple, as long as it is caught and sentenced, it is basically impossible to escape death. If they are not only not allowed to be judged, but also able to go out to work, then they will naturally be subjected to a certain restriction on their bodies, which is appropriate to be a lackey for life.

Karl curled his lips when he heard this, and his flesh shook: "Hmph! Even if I am a lackey, no one can be the master. Those two pieces of mud... I don't know what to do, I don't mind finding a few explosive crystals to make their corpses disappear!"

Although they were controlled, with the strength and achievements of Carl and others, this means of triggering the ban is naturally not controlled by the two light knights in the hall. So as long as they are not overdoing it, or as long as they are secretly done, they will not be afraid of safety issues.

Shrugged, the young men in leather armor did not express any opinions on this, and it would be enough to understand each other. Although they joined the Temple of Light, they are not good people. If they are angry, they will have no psychological pressure if they bite them secretly.

"Let's go, let's meet the Sky Eagle Gang."

Carl's mouth was slightly slight, revealing a soft teeth: "Hehe, okay. But no one will compete with me later. I'm in a bad mood and just want to enjoy their appetite."

"Ha, no problem, I'll just take someone to copy the Tianying Gang's headquarters."

While chatting and laughing, the fate of a gang is basically determined. This is the absolute right for the strong people in another world to seize life and death. As for the weak, they must have the awareness of being crushed!

After taking a few steps, the young man in leather armor was stunned at first, then his lips raised: "Oh? He's already in, haha, this is a waste of time."

"Hehe, I hope they can hold on for a longer time." With a smile, Carl licked his lips, revealing a bit of ferociousness, and then retreated with the young man in leather armor.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of yelling and killing suddenly came clearly from the front. After a few breaths, the main entrance of the Golden Lion Gang was broken, and more than a hundred big men yelled, and the tide rushed into the small square now like a tide.

"Cao, dare to mess with our Sky Eagle Gang! Brothers, don't give me face, just kill me!"

"Stop it, block it... your mother, don't run away if you have the habit..."

"Damn it, when did the Golden Lion Gang become the Golden Rat Gang? It can hide so much..."

...

There was noisy and noisy, and it was a mess. Seeing more than a hundred snow-lit swords slashing and slashing, the other party ran away with their heads in their arms. This scene was hard to make people excited.

However, the Sky Eagle Gang, who was passionate about his brain, did not notice it. Although they were extremely excited about chopping, they had not seen any blood so far, and they had not even dealt with the few fish guarding the gate before. The Golden Lion Gang who stood beside the wall around them still looked at their eyes with pity and sympathy...

As for those "miscellaneous fish" guarding the gate, although they seemed to be in a mess, they were in danger. At this time, they were vaguely introducing all the more than a hundred men into the small square, looking at each other and smiling, their eyes full of jokes...

"Ha, it's almost done!" With a loud laugh, Carl watched a familiar figure bypassing the current battle scene, cut off the retreat of more than a hundred men when they came, and couldn't help but stop first.

The young man in leather armor spread his hands indifferently: "Then, have fun!" After saying that, he made a gesture and turned around and left, and copied the nest of the Sky Eagle Gang. But at this moment, suddenly,

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

The earth trembled slightly, and three violent roars one after another, just like a thunder thunder in the sky suddenly exploded in his ears, which made everyone stunned.

After blinking, watching the layers of air waves rolling from behind the station, that is, the gang hall when they came, the young man in leather armor subconsciously looked at Carl: "Uh... did you do it?"

It’s no wonder that the young man in leather armor asked this question. Just now, Carl said that he wanted to make a few explosive crystals and make the other party’s corpse disappear...

"What a joke, I'm just talking about it." After a moment of silence, Carl frowned depressedly, "Besides, even if I really want to do this, I don't have to be so blatant. Isn't this clearly sending the evidence to people?"

This is the truth. As mentioned earlier, even if Carl and the others are really dissatisfied with a certain temple staff, they will only look for opportunities in secret and then clear the suspicion. In this way, the temple cannot do anything to them without a testimony to death.

The young man in leather nodded, then turned to look at more than a hundred men not far away, touched his chin with confusion, and said hesitantly: "Is it not so popular to use machetes in gang fights now, but instead use explosive crystals?"
Chapter completed!