Looking at the black shadow flashing in front of him, Zhao Hui shook his head in the dark, feeling helpless.

He couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn it!"

The one you step on under your feet should be considered a sensitive area of ​​the Storm Clan. You rarely come here normally and the terrain is extremely unfamiliar. Compared with the local snakes in front of you, it is difficult to escape.

"Two, I am the leader. I don't think I am outsiders, so... how can I give you a tantalum coin to make it convenient?"

Zhao Hui knew that Boss Wang was the little gangster leader in the jurisdiction of Ren Head. If he was logically reasoned, he was really considered Ren Head's person.

He took a few steps back and found a gap beside him, but he didn't have enough confidence to get through before the two of them started. It would be best if these two people could make a way out, so as not to waste time and let more people catch up.

"When we beg for food?"

One of them snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, and said with a grim smile on his face: "We want it all!"

Another man sneered, "That's right! Want to send us? Even if we agree, the other brothers won't."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter coming from around him. Zhao Hui's face was pale. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, all his paths were blocked.

His eyes stared at the two people in front of him, like a wanderer preparing to hunt, he shouted angrily, "Don't you give me the face of re-elected leader?"

When Zhao Hui mentioned the leader Ren, the people around him were obviously in a brief hesitation. However, for only a moment, the person who blocked Zhao Hui said, "Of course we dare not refuse to give the leader Ren's face, but this is not his territory, so it cannot be done."

Zhao Hui stared at the two people in front of him, and in fact he should have guessed this result long ago. The entire special zone was controlled by several factions, each with its own territory, and the so-called leader Ren was the person who controlled Zhao Hui's residential area.

Generally speaking, after a conflict, they will leave some face to each other. However, the amount involved in this matter today is too large. The five circulating tantalum coins are enough for the aristocratic people to live for two months, and the living expenses for the Storm clan are a year.

A sharp piece of metal quietly slid into Zhao Hui's hands. He knew very well that if he dragged it down, there would be no hope at all. Fortunately, his speed was much faster than before, and he was also the best ace.

Killing is not unfamiliar to Zhao Hui. At the end of the second floor aisle in the fourth district, the person holding an anesthesia gun was bitten to death by him. If you want to stay in this mixed special zone, perhaps the only law really requires killing.

The two people blocked the road did not notice that death was approaching. They were extremely uncomfortable being stared at by Zhao Hui's eyes and could not help but threaten loudly: "Boy, do you think clearly about how to die?"

"Um……"

A low roar that was not like a human was emitted from Zhao Hui's throat, and the slender figure shot out like an arrow from the string, and a knife slid through the other party's throat.

When he landed again, two headless corpses stood on the spot, and blood soared into the sky like a fountain.

"Eat them..., eat them..." The devilish instigation sounded again from Zhao Hui's mind. He half-squatted behind the two of them, and the blood spilled on his body, and the tempting aura stimulated his taste buds.

"No, you must not expose yourself..."

Zhao Hui's body kept trembling, and his saliva couldn't help but drip from his mouth, and even felt a faint redness appear on his eyes, like that terrible nightmare.

The Storm tribe members who were stunned by the horror scene suddenly realized at this moment and all roared and rushed towards Zhao Hui.

"Bang bang!"

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and a few wisps of blue smoke rose from the ground in front of the group of people.

"Little brother, are you okay? Come with me!" A tall figure appeared in front of Zhao Hui.

His body shook, and his reason instantly overwhelmed greed. He tried hard to swallow his saliva into his stomach. The blood in his eyes quickly faded away. Looking up, he found that it was Cheng Zhixin, the bodyguard of the noble lady.

It is obvious that the one who suppressed those people was not the gun in this person's hand, but the identity of his master's human aristocratic. A nobleman who can take out five circulating tantalum coins for commodities is either a fool or a rich man. But it is obviously impossible to be the former, so her background is enough to make these Storm tribe members extremely afraid.

"Thank you..." Zhao Hui whispered, stood up and walked forward by several dull Stormmen. This was definitely a heartfelt thank you, not only for himself but also for Chen Nannan, but also for the Red Triangle tribe whom he would go back to face in the future and his mother in the sixth district.

If he died here today, everything would be done.

"Hey! You..., ah!" The bodyguard was about to say something, but suddenly he felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and his arm holding a gun broke out from his body. The pain came with the gushing blood, making the tall bodyguard scream continuously.

Not far away, two hollows were shot out, a devilish figure was tilting his head, holding a sharp long sword in his right hand and holding it high with his left hand.

The bodyguard's broken arm dripped with hot blood on the man's face, squeaking by his pale tongue. Such a terrifying scene directly made the bodyguard's screams come to an abrupt end.

"You dare to be so arrogant on my territory?"

The hairy sound and the weird chest that was rising and falling were like a zombie crawling out of hell.

The Storm tribe members who had not dared to move around immediately cheered, "Long live Boss Dai..."

"Boss Dai? Dai Jian?"

Zhao Hui looked at this person and felt a slump. This was the situation he least wanted to see. The old guy was the leader of the gang in this area, the terrifying ogre Dai Jian.

"Since you are the one who is the leader Ren, why did you come to me to make trouble? Isn't that too shameful?"

Dai Jian waved the long knife in his hand, and cut a piece of bloody flesh from the broken arm and splashed up. Then his figure disappeared from the spot, accurately biting the piece of flesh in his mouth from mid-air, falling lightly ten meters away. As he chewed, blood could be seen flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Many people think that Dai Jian is a high-level Breaking Dome, but no one dares to confirm this. He was able to rule such a large area because of his strange habits that shocked the tribe. So what if he was a Breaking Dome? It is the purpose of making people scared.

"Damn..." Zhao Hui cursed inwardly, looking at Dai Jian's sensational Adam's apple, the feeling of hunger that had just been suppressed instantly spread throughout his body, quickly eroding his last will.

If this continues, I may not be able to help but pounce on it. The two storm corpses lying on the ground seemed to be the source of his crime, and were emitting an intoxicating fragrance.

"Bastard! He is the one we lady wants to protect. How dare you do anything random?"
Chapter completed!