Chapter 11 Section five
Long Bai felt very thirsty, he swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple made a strange noise that even surprised him.Fortunately, the distance is still far away, and the guards at the "slaughterhouse" camp will not hear it.
With the arrival of Iron Claw's cavalry, the troops assembled by "Slaughterhouse" increased again.The security circle of the camp thus expanded.Longbai spread hay on his body to prevent being discovered.
From a gap in the dry grass, he saw Ironpaw enter the tent with the crow, Hammer and Wind.Hairy is one-eyed and is easy to identify; Ironpaw is the first time he sees it.
——Is this the man who killed Zuo Feng and Tong Mucheng with his bare hands? ...
Long Bai was a little surprised, not because the appearance of Iron Claw was too different from his younger brother, but because the appearance and demeanor of Iron Claw were so quiet and elegant, it was like sliding on the ground when walking.Although he was an important enemy, Long Bai found that he could not hate Iron Claw.
Long Bai thought of the sickle head.When they first met, they were also people who wanted to put each other to death.
On the contrary, Long Bai didn't have much affection for the people in "Feng Yilong", especially Huaquewu who annoyed him.
So Long Bai didn't frown when he saw the huge team of "slaughterhouse".Anyway, it was "Yilong Feng" who confronted these people head-on.It's better for "Feng Yilong" to die more people, then the importance of Xing Leng'er will be relatively high in the future.
Long Bai's only concern is Yu Runsheng's safety.
——Boss, don’t die in a useless place like Dai Town...
The three "butchers" were no longer visible, and the rest of the "butchers" had nothing to observe. Long Bai let his mind and body relax temporarily.I'm going to lie here for a while...
At this moment, the tent in the center of the camp made a noise, and the inner wall of the pale yellow tent was sprayed with blood red.
If old Uncle Yu had seen the blood stain far outside the city at this time, he would never have stepped into the meeting hall on the fourth floor of the "massacre room". Because he knew that Feng Feng planned to use poisoned wine instead of weapons. It's a pity that Old Yu Bo doesn't have clairvoyance.His excitement remained unchanged, and he stepped over the threshold and walked in. When he saw that Asang was the only one sitting in front of the big round table, old Yu Bo's mood suddenly cooled down. ——It doesn't make sense... Shi Dafang said that Zhu Ya had already arrived and never left...Where is it? ... Old Yu Bo was thinking: Shall he kill Ah Sang first, and then search for Zhu Ya?This is more time-consuming, but also safer.After all, if you get rid of Ah Sang first, your chances of winning will at least double. "Brother." Ah Sang spoke first, which was rare. "Why don't you sit down?" "Where's the boss?" Old Yu Bo said, and at the same time signaled the three subordinates following behind with his fingers on his back, signaling them to pretend to leave, and then summoned the twenty people responsible for the assassination. Ah Sang didn't answer, but instead asked: "Brother, how long have our eight brothers been sworn brothers?" "Huh?" Old Yu Bo didn't pay attention to Ah Sang's question because he was distracted. "You mean... oh, by the way, let me think about it... people are old and their brains don't work..." "Since the brain is not bright, let's not use it." The three subordinates behind Old Yu Bo did take action, but they didn't exit the conference hall, but closed the thick door of the conference hall from inside. Old Yu Bo's body didn't even tremble, he just closed his eyes quietly. "Can I have a cigarette?" Old Yu Bo took out a cigarette stick from the pocket of his cotton coat. "Since it's the last time, you can smoke." Asang stood up, pulled out a burning incense stick from the altar, and lit a cigarette for old Yu Bo. Old Yu Bo took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. "It's so cool. I originally thought that the first thing I would do after I took the boss's seat was to smoke in this hall." "You did it." Ah Sang inserted the incense sticks back into the ashes burner on the altar. "It's Shi Dafang, right? He betrayed me—no! I think he belongs to Boss Zhu long ago." "As expected of my elder brother who has been sworn brothers for sixteen years." "Does your neck still hurt?" Old Yu Bo took another drag on his cigarette. Ah Sang touched the light red scar on the side of his neck. "It's spring. Fortunately, it's still far away from spring. Brother, no matter what, I will never forget your kindness." Ah Sang's neck was chopped off by old Yu Bo himself.Old Yu Bo, who was good at skinning enemies, was also a doctor in the "slaughterhouse" back then. "You're welcome. That's not only for you, but also for the 'slaughterhouse'. Just like today." Old Yu Bo sighed. "I'm doing it for the 'slaughterhouse' too. Do you believe it?" "Stop talking." Ah Sang couldn't help feeling disgusted when he heard that Old Yu Bo was still trying to persuade him. "Where's the boss? Where is he? Should he also come out to see me for the last time?" Asan shook his head. "Brother, forget it." "Okay." Old Yu Bo gently put the cigarette rod on the round table. "Second, promise me to take care of my family." "Of course." Asan picked up the rusty and broken pig-killing knife enshrined on the altar.
If old Uncle Yu had seen the blood stain far outside the city at this time, he would never have stepped into the meeting hall on the fourth floor of the "massacre room". Because he knew that Feng Feng planned to use poisoned wine instead of weapons. It's a pity that Old Yu Bo doesn't have clairvoyance.His excitement remained unchanged, and he stepped over the threshold and walked in. When he saw that Asang was the only one sitting in front of the big round table, old Yu Bo's mood suddenly cooled down. ——It doesn't make sense... Shi Dafang said that Zhu Ya had already arrived and never left...Where is it? ... Old Yu Bo was thinking: Shall he kill Ah Sang first, and then search for Zhu Ya?This is more time-consuming, but also safer.After all, if you get rid of Ah Sang first, your chances of winning will at least double. "Brother." Ah Sang spoke first, which was rare. "Why don't you sit down?" "Where's the boss?" Old Yu Bo said, and at the same time signaled the three subordinates following behind with his fingers on his back, signaling them to pretend to leave, and then summoned the twenty people responsible for the assassination. Ah Sang didn't answer, but instead asked: "Brother, how long have our eight brothers been sworn brothers?" "Huh?" Old Yu Bo didn't pay attention to Ah Sang's question because he was distracted. "You mean... oh, by the way, let me think about it... people are old and their brains don't work..." "Since the brain is not bright, let's not use it." The three subordinates behind Old Yu Bo did take action, but they didn't exit the conference hall, but closed the thick door of the conference hall from inside. Old Yu Bo's body didn't even tremble, he just closed his eyes quietly. "Can I have a cigarette?" Old Yu Bo took out a cigarette stick from the pocket of his cotton coat. "Since it's the last time, you can smoke." Asang stood up, pulled out a burning incense stick from the altar, and lit a cigarette for old Yu Bo. Old Yu Bo took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. "It's so cool. I originally thought that the first thing I would do after I took the boss's seat was to smoke in this hall." "You did it." Ah Sang inserted the incense sticks back into the ashes burner on the altar. "It's Shi Dafang, right? He betrayed me—no! I think he belongs to Boss Zhu long ago." "As expected of my elder brother who has been sworn brothers for sixteen years." "Does your neck still hurt?" Old Yu Bo took another drag on his cigarette. Ah Sang touched the light red scar on the side of his neck. "It's spring. Fortunately, it's still far away from spring. Brother, no matter what, I will never forget your kindness." Ah Sang's neck was chopped off by old Yu Bo himself.Old Yu Bo, who was good at skinning enemies, was also a doctor in the "slaughterhouse" back then. "You're welcome. That's not only for you, but also for the 'slaughterhouse'. Just like today." Old Yu Bo sighed. "I'm doing it for the 'slaughterhouse' too. Do you believe it?" "Stop talking." Ah Sang couldn't help feeling disgusted when he heard that Old Yu Bo was still trying to persuade him. "Where's the boss? Where is he? Should he also come out to see me for the last time?" Asan shook his head. "Brother, forget it." "Okay." Old Yu Bo gently put the cigarette rod on the round table. "Second, promise me to take care of my family." "Of course." Asan picked up the rusty and broken pig-killing knife enshrined on the altar.