A gust of cold wind suddenly passed by, and the willow branches behind him suddenly danced gently.

Zhuo Yuhang's drooping eyelids slightly raised, and two rays of light burst out from his eyes.

"Flying Bat, are you back? What's going on? Is there anything unexpected?"

"Master, it's me." Wang Xiaohei's voice sounded. He fell from the yard and came behind Zhuo Yuhang as he spoke.

"Xiao Hei? Is things going well?"

"Successfully, no accidents."

"It's good to go smoothly... It's good to go back and have a good rest after finishing your work, why do you come here to do it?" Zhuo Yuhang asked lightly.

"Three months ago, the master accepted me as his closed disciple. You told me that I would not ask for my reputation in the world. I just hope that I can live a safe and secure life for you in the future.

The disciple has always kept his promises and must do what he promised to the master."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yuhang's face suddenly changed. At the same time, a chubby figure slowly walked out in the darkness.

A fat man of more than 200 kilograms came, but there was nothing in Zhuo Yuhang's eyes. Not only in Zhuo Yuhang's eyes, but even in his senses.

"I don't know when the master will die, but my master has done so many consciences in his life, and living such a big age is too harmful to his good deeds. I will come to see him off tonight and ask his master to die."

"I took eight disciples in my life, and seven of them would not die well... Every time I sent them off. Hahaha... I wanted you, a closed disciple, to inherit my mantle, but I didn't expect to accept a traitor...

Oh my God, is this the punishment for you to me? Xiao Hei, why don’t you be anxious? I have told you that there are three levels of mental skills that I have not given you. You have to be a little patient and you can get my true teachings..."

"The people can't wait. The Boshui Gang will never be destroyed. How many people will suffer? Now that people and stolen goods have been proven as ironclad, the Boshui Gang will die today. I said! I respect you as the master and you can give you a chance to choose.

If you surrender, you will surrender; if you die, you will be self-destructive."

"I choose...clean the portal!" As soon as the words came to the ground, Zhuo Yuhang's figure stepped out of a flash of light.

Fast, faster than imagined.

It seemed as if time had stopped the moment Zhuo Yuhang took action. Zhuo Yuhang could even see the proud expression on Wang Xiaohei's face frozen into a scroll.

No one can betray himself, and no one can betray himself and live freely after he betrays himself.

Maybe it was because I, Zhuo Yuhang, had been out of the world for too long, and people all forgot how fierce my blood-handed butcher Zhuo Yuhang was back then?

The sharp claws poked out and turned red in an instant.

Turning into a phantom, he came to Wang Xiaohei instantly.

The moment Zhuo Yuhang's sharp claws were about to be grabbed, his figure suddenly stopped.

Because there was a fat man in front of him at some point.

A fat man who should have been very clumsy, but he appeared in front of Zhuo Yuhang like a gust of wind.

Zhuang Moran leaned his body and gently stretched out his fingers to Zhuo Yuhang.

With two fingers and swords, one pointered at Zhuo Yuhang's Red Blood Claws.

"boom--"

A wave of air rippled in the battle, and a white air rippled like a cloud exploding. The strong wind swayed, and Wang Xiaohei's figure was instantly rushed backwards by the terrifying aftermath.

The picture was frozen, and Zhuang's silent fingers quietly pressed against Zhuo Yuhang's blood claws. The internal force surged, and Zhuo Yuhang's face was moving back and forth as if it had come alive.

"puff--"

Suddenly, Zhuo Yuhang spewed out a mouthful of blood towards the sky. The blood drifted over the world and made the world beautiful.

"Phantom God Finger? Are you... the descendant of the Western Sea Phantom God Sect?" Zhuo Yuhang shouted in shock with his unwilling eyes.

Zhuang Moran gently stroked his hand and instantly broke through Zhuo Yuhang's chest and pressed his palm on Zhuo Yuhang's chest.

"boom--"

With the force of breathing, Zhuo Yuhang's chest suddenly sank, and his body flew backwards like a shell that had come out of the bore and stuck to the wall and couldn't even be pulled down.

Su Mu only has three Jinyi brigades, each Jinyi brigade, with seventy or eighty people, and 90% of them are just unqualified warriors. With such strength, it is impossible to just eat the entire Boshui Gang.

So no one expected that Su Mu's attack would be so fast and so hidden, and he took action directly when everyone thought it was impossible.

If you rely solely on the Zhendi Department, you will definitely not be able to solve the Boshui Gang. But if you include the Divine Sword Villa, what is the Boshui Gang?

The business of Divine Sword Villa is so hot and the magical weapons are so popular that Luo Tianyu Zhuang Bixian and others have long increased their attention to manpower again and again.

Now there are four sixth-grade masters in the Divine Sword Villa, one fifth-grade master, and more than twenty eighth-grade masters.

With so many masters, Su Mu worked hard to hide them. What if Tang Zongxian accidentally found out, wouldn’t he be scared to pee directly?

The moment Zhuo Yuhang was killed by Zhuang Moran, Su Mu remembered the system prompt sound in his mind.

"Assist in killing key figures of the notorious gang forces, rewarding merit worth 3,000 points."

Su Mu, who was hiding in the night, nodded with satisfaction, leaving a cloak of cloak in the void and disappeared.

Suddenly, the headquarters of the Boshui Gang was attacked by powerful unknown forces. Moreover, the attackers were too strong and they broke into the layers of defense lines with almost no effort and rushed into the internal headquarters of the Boshui Gang.

"Who dares to offend my Boshui Gang! Looking for death!" With a loud shout, Hua Yean and a group of masters at the headquarters appeared.

The Boshui Gang has been repeatedly suppressed by Su Mu in the past two years, and its strength has been greatly damaged. The gang leader has changed one, and the gang leader has changed half of it. Hua Yean has taken over the gang leader for a year and a half but has not yet broken through the sixth grade. Moreover, the gang leader of the Boshui Gang is mostly in his own division.

Su Mu took action too quickly and too direct. At this time, the Boshui Gang Branch had not received any news of the attack on the headquarters. There was only Hua Yean, a seventh-grade master, who was the master of the headquarters.

"Who is the young girl? Let's sign up!" Hua Yean shouted heroically with a sword.

Four people slowly walked out of a master from the Divine Sword Villa.

Wearing the same black clothes, the same mask, and the same black shoes.

Hua Yean's eyes swept over coldly, "You can't sign up quickly if you hide your head and show your tail."

"boom--"

The four people suddenly rippled up the internal force around their bodies, and the internal force fluctuations condensed into substantial fluctuations soared into the sky like an internal force pillar.

Four men in black masks, each of them exudes the ultimate strength of the sixth grade.

Hua Yean's face turned green.

Four sixth grades, damn, who have you provoked? Did the Palace of Yama?

"My friends, it may be a misunderstanding. Where did I offend you? Please bear to take care of me? The Boshui Gang is a gang of the Tongtian Mansion Wulin League. Maybe everyone is their own brothers. What can you say when you sit down and say it carefully?"

"The Hua Gang Master has this idea very well. Then let your brothers put down their weapons. I'll take you back and chat slowly?" A voice sounded, and Su Mu, dressed in red, walked out of the dark night behind him.

The moment she saw Su Mu, Hua Yean's face changed again, "Master Mu, is this... why is this?"

"Put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise you will be killed without any hesitation!"

Bang-

A sound of weapons being unsheathed, scaring the crowd of Boshui Gangs was so shocked.
Chapter completed!