Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

A gloomy figure disappeared under the night sky that had just risen.

After learning the general situation from Liu Qixiang, Du En didn't care about him. He was also as if he had been pardoned. He didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around and fled in embarrassment.

Who knows what else a person who dared to use that kind of cart could do?

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!

Although the neighbors were about to curse him to death, at this time, no one dared to stick their heads out and question and reprimand him loudly!

It was unexpectedly deterrent.

However, what Du En cares about now is the Qingyi Gang.

This group gang, which swallowed the territory of the Blood Eagle Gang and the Iron Hand Gang, accepted the original members, and became the only bully in this area, is now extremely frightened.

The reason why they asked people to collect protection fees urgently was not to identify and test the people who had just surrendered, but more simply, because the gang leader ordered to plunder as many spiritual stones as possible!

"Maybe he wants to get some powerful self-defense methods, or report to the steward, or get some supervisors as helpers, anyway, try to save his life, so as not to follow the old path of the two gang leaders..."

"But if he was really that scared, how could he act so neatly?"

No matter what, the sheep will be the ones to pay for the wool, and the people at the bottom will suffer in the end.

What the anxious bully can do is obvious to the naked eye, no need to think too much!

The same is true for the burial man. If Liu Qixiang is scared away today, he may not be able to scare away the hall masters tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow may attract the nervous Qingyi Gang leader...

"The possibility of the last one is not high. After all, that guy looks so scared now that it is unlikely that he will run around because of some trivial things."

These guys who can only bully others in their own nest are not the most critical.

The evil cultivators hiding in the dark are the biggest trouble!

But looking at the current situation, it is obvious that the stewards are really doing nothing!

"In this case... it seems that we have to take some risks..."

Du En thought about it and had an idea in mind.

So, after finishing his daily tasks, when it was late at night and everyone fell asleep, he began to act quietly.

The night was deep.

The residence of a certain hall master of the Qingyi Gang.

It sounds like a hall master, but in fact, it is just a lower-level person with a slightly better situation, and he still needs to work hard during the day.

Not to mention the incident that just happened last night, which gave them a great shock, so now one of them is sitting on a chair at home, exhausted, with bloodshot eyes.

Looking at his subordinates who came to report the progress of the collection, he finally couldn't help but roared angrily: "Waste! A bunch of waste! You can't even collect a few spiritual stones, what's the use of me having you!"

His anger is real.

It's not that he is loyal to the new master, but he is afraid that he, who was previously affiliated with the Blood Eagle Gang, will also be targeted, so he needs to perform well to win the promise made by the new master.

In order to make them do their best, the leader of the Green Clothes Gang directly promised that as long as they collected enough spiritual stones, they would be rewarded with means of self-defense and life-saving.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is like seeing a straw when falling into the water, and they will naturally do their best. It is really scary!

"My lord, the hall master, there is no way! The mud legs are so poor that they can't make money!"

Even if they have a thousand means and often hurt people, they can't cook without rice. Without spiritual stones, there is no spiritual stones. No matter how much they squeeze and persecute, those poor people can't come up with new spiritual stones!

"You dare to quibble!"

Bang!

He smashed the teacup, and the fragments splashed, scratching the face of the person who just spoke.

He kowtowed and knelt down, shaking all over, but didn't dare to say anything more.

Because it was the truth, no matter what, it was just like that.

The hall master was angry and a little regretful.

Why couldn't he squeeze out any more money?

It was because he squeezed too hard before!

Now it's all his fault!

The hall master thought about it, but he was still unwilling to give up, and his eyes began to become cruel.

There must be someone hiding the extra money, as long as...

There was nothing to be desired, because, in the eyes of his subordinates, a hand suddenly stretched out from the shadows and darkness behind him and crushed his own hall master's head directly.

Puff ~

Blood splattered, and everyone was horrified.

"Ah!"

"The hall master is dead!"

"All dead, all dead!"

They fled in all directions with screams, and some people's crotches were dripping with water, completely scared.

A moment later.

On the other side.

Another hall master was there.

This was originally the hall master of the Iron Hand Gang, and now he was personally going out to collect and squeeze in the middle of the night.

It is impossible to collect it by normal pressure.

Now he is desperate and will try any possible means. If he hears that someone may still have spiritual stones, he will come directly. Even if there are no spiritual stones, he can kill someone to relieve his anxiety and anger.

He kicked open a wooden house and rushed inside, grinning grimly: "Run? Where do you want to run to?"

In his eyes, a young man and woman were retreating from the window.

Because the window was full of people, all of them were the subordinates of the hall master.

"Hand over the spirit stone obediently!" The hall master said greedily and urgently, and paused, looking at the woman with a lewd smile, "Also, this girl is not bad, and it just so happens that the master is burning with fire now, and needs to vent his fire!"

"Hahaha!"

"The hall master is really elegant!"

"Girl, you'd better obey obediently!"

The subordinates were noisy, laughing wildly, and at the same time, there was evil fire in their eyes.

If the hall master is done with pleasure and the girl is not dead, then they can also enjoy it.

They have been trembling with fear all day today, and they need to vent it!

Seeing that they were trapped in this situation, the man and woman's faces turned pale, their eyes were full of despair, and they retreated step by step, being forced into a dead end, with no possibility of escape.

The hall master's mouth was wide open, and a hairy hand was reaching out, making the man want to fight to the death, and the woman want to destroy her work and commit suicide.

At this moment, the wall suddenly broke, and another hand emerged, grabbing his arm in the hall master's astonishment.

A huge force came over him, making him feel like he was hit by a mountain boulder. He couldn't stop it at all, and was dragged and hit against the wall.

With a bang, he was pulled out like a carrot.

He just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, and his magic power was also urgently adjusted, wanting to strike back.

But a fist made him shut his mouth and his magic power collapsed.

Another headshot!

Seeing the hall master who was just so arrogant being killed so easily, the gang members suddenly felt like they were poured with ice water from the head, and they were directly impotent, their valves were incontinent, and the accumulated fear burst out. They screamed and cried, and fled in all directions.

Du En, who was covered in black and had his face covered, had no time to care about these minions now.

He continued to act and kill people, especially the hall master!

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