Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 569 Crushing team battle!

  Xiao Qi solemnly said: "As long as I am still alive, no one will come near here."

  When Luo Wanya got in, Zhang Mengqian asked curiously, "Little Seventh Brother, have you seen the boss?"

   "I haven't seen it," Xiao Qi shook his head: "But I know he is a very powerful person."

   "By the way, how did you discuss with those landlords in the afternoon, they are all bone chewers, and you just agreed not to raise the rent?"

  Xiao Qi laughed happily: "Those landlords are quite nice, and they agreed after a short beating."

  Zhang Mengqian: "..."

  The two waited in silence, and Xiaoqi squatted quietly on the ground, like a wild wolf, his muscles tensed and relaxed, ready to attack at all times.

   After about two hours, there was another movement in the sewage drain.

  Luo Wanya got out of it first, and said with a smile: "This sewer really stinks, but it is indeed a secret passage."

  Zhang Mengqian asked curiously: "Lao Luo, why did you go?"

   As soon as the words fell, another person emerged from the sewage ditch. The face of the other person was blackened by dust, but when he grinned, the two rows of white teeth looked particularly eye-catching.

  First, second, third... until the 108th.

   Zhang Mengqian looked at the people who crawled out of the sewage ditch continuously, and his whole body was numb: "So many people?"

  I saw these people hugging Xiao Qi one by one, and Xiao Qi didn't feel dirty: "You guys are here. I heard the parents' plan before, and I thought there were not enough manpower. Now it's better, I can do a big job!"

  More than a hundred brothers laughed happily, and one of them said: "Lao Luo, you have fulfilled your mission. There are 108 people, and there are 108 people. Not one is missing!"

   "Thank you, little San," Lao Luo hugged each other.

  The mistress glared at each other angrily: "It's agreed not to call it this!"

   "You were ranked third at the beginning, so what's your name if you don't call me third?" Xiao Qi joked.

   "Isn't it okay to call me the third child?"

   "Got it, little San."

   Zhang Mengqian looked at their dirty but playful appearance: "You..."

"These are all our people, they came here from City 18," Luo Wanya said with a smile, "They are the core members of the Parents' Association. bishop!"

   At this time, someone at the end of the crowd had a toothache and said, "Can you stop publicizing that you captured me alive? Is it over? What do other family members think when they hear it!"

"Hahaha!"

  At this time, Luo Wanya looked serious: "Everyone, I called you here this time, and you should also know how important this matter is."

   Everyone fell silent.

Luo Wanya continued: "I can't tell you what the parents are going to do. But what I can say is that the battle of City 22 is the most critical part of his plan, so there must be no mistakes. Do you understand?"

   "Understood!" Everyone responded in unison.

   Zhang Mengqian heard the unanimous answers of these people, and suddenly felt an exciting force.

   And he suddenly realized a problem, if the level of strength of these people is similar to that of Lao Luo and Xiao Qi, it may be no problem to promote a city's clubs.

  Even in the Dragon Mark Society, there are not so many D-level and C-level genetic fighters.

  Of course, as the profit-seeking tool of certain officials, the Dragon Mark Society's boss is naturally superior.

  The boss of the Dragon Mark Club seems to be a B-rank?

  Zhang Mengqian thought, that is not as good as his boss.

   And Luo Wanya looked at the fierce fighters in front of him at this moment, and he knew that everything was about to start.

  After these people fought in the 22nd city, they will take the experience they have learned, and then spread it to various cities in the Federation. This is the most important thing.

  …

  …

  At 3:30 in the morning, the drag racing party on the streets of District 9 gradually died down.

  Zhang Qinghuan stood in a certain shadow and walked around anxiously, waiting anxiously.

  When he saw Luo Wanya and others appearing covered in mud, he immediately went up to him: "Something happened, something big happened!"

  Luo Wanya raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

When Zhang Qinghuan saw Lao Luo, it was as if he had seen the backbone: "It's not good, the eight people we handed over before didn't think it was enough, and they let out another 30 people. Let's go and catch them in a while. Thirty bandits go?"

   "That's it?" Luo Wanya said, "Don't panic, I thought you were going to have a chorus again."

  Zhang Qinghuan: "...I'm still joking around at any time."

   "You were the one who made a joke first," Luo Wanya curled his lips: "I see from your look, it should be more than this one thing, what else?"

   "Someone quietly sent news that the three nearby associations wanted to sneak attack on us, and the residents there were rushing towards the pigeon cage, so it was a bit unbearable," Zhang Qinghuan said in a low voice.

  Luo Wanya was stunned for a moment: "Aren't there thirty mission indicators?!"

  Zhang Qinghuan was also taken aback for a moment, so you heard someone coming for a sneak attack, so what was your reaction?

   Can you respect other clubs?

  At 4 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Mubei suddenly sat up in room 4403: "Boss, there is movement."

  Xu Linsen got up and walked to the window, looking at the shadow of the street outside the pigeon cage, more than 300 people were slowly coming here, holding iron bars and knives, and a few of them were holding pistols.

"It's not about us," Xu Linsen said, "It seems that this art club has committed public outrage. Xiaobei, a light suddenly shone into the darkness, so this light is guilty. Just now you also asked other residents, It is said that the art club does not exploit them additionally, which is tantamount to breaking the rules of all clubs. I don’t know what this art club is going to do, it is always better than other clubs.”

  Jiang Mubei thought for a while: "Boss, do you need me to help them? I heard from the residents that there are only more than a hundred people in the art club, and they don't seem to have any guns."

  Xu Linsen said: "Wait a minute, let's see the fighting power of this art club, and then you can make a move after they can't hold on anymore. Spades might have to deal with them in the future, and it would be good to have a good relationship."

"OK."

   The two stood upstairs and watched quietly, waiting for an opportunity to help at any time.

  However, after 5 minutes, Jiang Mubei's expression changed: "Boss, there is another movement outside."

  I saw more than 50 black shadows encircling behind the 300 people approaching, and more than 100 people crept forward to meet them.

   "What's the situation? Is this art club crazy? There are more than 100 members of them, but they surrounded more than 300 members of the other party?" Jiang Mubei was stunned: "They must be drunk."

  Xu Linsen also frowned, feeling a little strange.

  But the next moment, Luo Wanya and the others suddenly rushed out of the shadows: "Follow me, beat the **** up, and keep everyone alive!"

  The moment he spoke, the power in the Pigeon Cage building was switched off, and the entire street was plunged into darkness.

  Jiang Mubei hurriedly took out the night vision binoculars from his backpack, but Xu Linsen didn't need to use external tools.

  On the ground, the two sides quickly engaged in hand-to-hand combat. In just a split second, the situation on the battlefield seemed to be overwhelmingly crushed by the art club!

But I saw a member of the big pendulum club rushing forward, swiping a stick at a family member's face, but before he could get it, the family member's slap came first, and slapped the club crisply member faces.

   There was a bang, and the member of the society seemed to be subjected to gravity on his face, and his whole body was spinning in circles like a spinning top.

  Upstairs Jiang Mubei saw this scene and was startled: "Extraordinary? Gene warrior..."

  The family members kept their strength and pretended to be ordinary people during the battle, but the two of Spades are both masters, so their visions are naturally different. The moment the family members exert their strength downstairs, they have already noticed something strange.

  The family members didn't move very fast, but the moment they exerted their strength, they were really too ruthless.

  Xu Linsen glanced at him.

  Jiang Mubei muttered: "That's right, there are several genetic warriors in the club to support the scene, I made a fuss."

  But the next moment, more than a dozen family members fought hand-to-hand with members of the "I want to buy a watch" club, the same result, the same picture.

  The members of the three clubs were treated like children in front of their families, and they were cleaned up clearly.

"Why...there are so many genetic warriors," Jiang Mubei murmured, "Boss, am I delusional? Why do I feel that each of them can have a D-rank? This is not a society, it is clearly a special force. The Federation's reconnaissance company only has this combat quality, right?"

  Xu Linsen was also a little puzzled. They had dealt with associations in the federation. Unless it was a large association like Hengshe, there were rarely so many genetic fighters.

   Moreover, Hengshe is a special case, because there are demigods behind it. For example, in this No. 22 city, the largest dragon club is far inferior to Hengshe.

  So, there are so many genetic warriors popping up in this arts club? Even spades can't be taken out, unless everyone in the fire pit is pulled out!

   "I was thinking just now, why did they switch off the power? They didn't want others to see their strength," Jiang Mubei said, "This power is too shocking, and people will definitely be suspicious if they notice it."

  Xu Linsen said calmly: "We may have found the person Yangyang mentioned. He is hiding behind the art club, although I don't know what he wants the club to do."

  In Xu Linsen's view, the organization that can produce so many genetic fighters must be no small matter. Apart from the person Yangyang mentioned, he can't think of other targets.

  Although he doesn't know it yet, this is just a part of the power of the parent association, and it just arrived tonight...

  If he waited for him to go to city 10 or city 18, Jiang Mubei might be surprised.

   Moreover, these family members are not genetic warriors, but practitioners who can break away from the consortium for mass production.

   "Someone has a gun, and they are afraid that there will be casualties," Jiang Mubei said in a concentrated voice, "Boss, shall I help?"

   "No need," Xu Linsen said, "They have made all the preparations, and you won't be able to help much if you go."

   On the other side, there are still seven or eight family members who did not go to confront the enemy. Under the leadership of Xiao Qi, they quickly passed through the crowd, looking for something like a falcon.

   At this time, Xiaoqi saw someone drawing a gun and opened the safety. He made a tactical gesture in the crowd, and immediately a person approached quickly, and rushed over with a club member holding a big pendulum.

  In just five minutes, Xiaoqi found a total of 23 community members carrying guns, and then disarmed them one by one like special forces infiltrating the enemy crowd.

  The speed of action and the powerful execution are astonishing.

  Jiang Mubei felt a little dumbfounded at this moment: "C-level... These seven or eight people are all C-level!"

  Using so many genetic fighters to fight the club, and there are seven or eight C-levels among them. As for it, it is too bullying.

  He looked at Xu Linsen. Before, they said they would help the art club when it couldn't hold on. Now it seems that they don't need help at all.

  Xu Linsen was silent for a few seconds and said: "Although we don't know what Yangyang wants us to learn, let's stay here first, and the rest of the trip will be cancelled, let's see what this No. 22 city will look like."

  At this time, the two of them were no longer wrapped up so tightly, and the black totem on their bodies looked weird and gorgeous.

  The switch of the pigeon cage was pushed up again, and the building regained its light.

  Downstairs were hundreds of community members lying on the ground and howling, and half of the family members fell on the ground to pretend to be wounded, so as not to be found without any battle damage.

  Upstairs there was a lot of applause. It turned out that everyone was still awake, waiting to cheer for the art club.

  Among the cheers, the coalition army of the three societies downstairs had already been defeated. They took advantage of the chaos and fled into their own building. Xiao Qi didn't hesitate and led the team directly into the building.

  The members of the defeated club hid in the densely packed rooms of the building one by one, trying to avoid being tracked.

  Xiaoqi led people to stand in the corridor, frowned and said to the Bluetooth headset: "Search each room? Isn't it a bit disturbing. Besides, we don't know what they look like."

  Luo Wanya said: "Otherwise, retreat first, there are enough to be caught now, there are at most 20 hiding, and we will deal with them slowly."

   Just finished speaking, two or three rooms in the corridor suddenly opened, and the people inside carefully poked their heads out: "Is it an art club?"

  Xiao Qi nodded solemnly: "What's wrong?"

The resident in that room pointed to the room next door, and whispered: "They are inside. Hurry up and catch them, the protection fee we just paid, they must have not spent it all, please fix it here too Repair elevators, water and electricity..."

   After speaking, the residents hurriedly closed the door, for fear of affecting them.

   "..." Xiao Qi was stunned for a long while, but he couldn't react.

  Luo Wanya heard voices in the Bluetooth headset, stood in the cheers of the residents of the three buildings, and fell silent for a long time.

   It turns out that this is what the boss wants.

At this time, in room 4403, Xu Linsen said: "Go and buy two bottles of concealer cream to cover up the totems on our bodies. In the past two days, let's find a way to join this art club and see if we can find out what they want to do." .”

  …

  It’s 2 million words, and I’ve just written half of it. It seems that this book is going to surpass the previous word count...

  (end of this chapter)