Chapter 1902 You're in Trouble

That afternoon, eight messengers from the Divine Sword Sect visited Liu Zhihao and his team again, and brought 300 boxes of the most expensive hairy crabs in the market.

These messengers had already received instructions from Ye Tianlong, and even had a rough draft of their words, showing the Divine Sword Sect at its most humble and weakest.

They begged the eight gang leaders to give them a little more territory and a little less cash, and when the Divine Sword Sect had more money, the Divine Sword Sect would compensate them.

For this reason, the eight messengers knelt down, hoping that Liu Zhihao and his team would show mercy.

This tolerance and weakness made the other party completely forget their own strength.

People always look down on others and lift themselves up.

Liu Zhihao and his team ignored the eight messengers' requests at all, and laughed triumphantly and asked them to go back and reply, and there was no discount on the conditions.

Half of the territory, 100 million cash per family, must be in place within three days, otherwise they will join hands with the Royal Sword Society to attack the Divine Sword Sect.

Liu Zhihao slapped the messenger on the face: "Go back and tell the God that the two little nieces I saw when I visited him last year were pretty good."

"Tell the God to be sensible and send them to my bed. Maybe I will protect him in the future."

"Otherwise, he won't even be able to keep a complete corpse."

Afterwards, after the eight messengers of the Divine Blade Sect were thrown out of the hall, Liu Zhihao and his men had people cook hairy crabs and summoned their children to eat and drink to their heart's content.

It is a happy thing that the small gangs are rising with good fortune.

That night, the headquarters of the eight small gangs were extremely lively, and the aroma of meat, wine, and hairy crabs was all floating in the air, making countless passers-by drool.

The eight gangs had two thousand people, and they consumed more than ten thousand hairy crabs and thousands of bottles of white wine. They ate heartily, and it was so happy.

This feast of wine lasted for almost three hours before it ended. Almost all the children of the eight gangs were full of food and drunkenness.

The time pointed to eleven o'clock, and the children of the eight gangs, who had eaten and drunk enough, went back to their rooms to sleep.

But two hours later, the toilets in every hall were packed, and countless disciples ran back and forth holding their stomachs.

Liu Zhihao ate ten hairy crabs, a pound of white wine, squatted in the toilet for an hour, and when he came out, he held the wall, his face pale and without any strength.

Almost at the same time, two hundred Tiger Masters led a thousand disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, divided into eight groups, and attacked eight gangs.

Crossbows, short axes, well-trained tacit understanding, and diarrhea enemies made the Tiger Masters and the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect feel like they were in an empty space.

Guards, patrols, squatting in the toilet, and sleeping were all ruthlessly killed by the Tiger Masters, and then they were cleansed by the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

Slaughtering the entire gang, looting each hall, and several bosses died on the toilet.

"Bang!"

When Liu Zhihao received a call from another boss to warn him, the gate was split in half by the Tiger Master's long axe.

"Six-fingered Hao, the God says hello to you."

Thirty Tiger Masters and one hundred disciples of the Divine Sword Sect followed Han Qinhu into the hall.

More than three hundred people in the hall had no ability to resist at all. They died even more miserably with swords and guns, falling one after another in a pool of blood.

Six-fingered Hao and a dozen backbones were blocked by Han Qinhu in the hall where they gathered for meetings. Under the pressure of swords and guns, everyone was tied up tightly.

Towels were stuffed in their mouths to prevent them from making any noise, like white pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

Afterwards, Han Qinhu took a fire axe and dealt with them personally.

The axe fell!

The sound of "da da da" rang continuously!

Han Qinhu used the axe to cleanly cut off the limbs of each person, and then placed them in the hall like offerings.

Neatly, all facing the door.

In the process of taking action, Han Qinhu deliberately did not let the splashing blood stain the face of the dead.

Therefore, the extremely distorted facial expressions of Liu Zhihao and his men were all clearly preserved, explaining the pain and terror at that time.

More than a dozen elite members of the Xiaodao Society who rushed to rescue the emperor fainted on the spot when they saw this scene. This bloody scene was a tragic scene they had never seen in their lives.

Liu Zhihao didn't understand until his death that the weakness of the Divine Sword Sect was just to make them underestimate the enemy, and then use the hairy crab to knock them down silently.

His last cry was that the God was so poisonous.

Almost on the same night, the top leaders of the Huangdao Society also suffered a brutal attack.

A big leader of the Huangdao Society came out of the casino after handling things and was ready to go home to sleep. As soon as he went out, he was hit by a large truck and flew out.

Three of his men were bleeding and seriously injured, and his body was broken in more than a dozen places, and his head was half collapsed. He couldn't die any more.

Then, another backbone of the Huangdao Society opened the window to smoke while waiting for the red light, and was hit by a motorcyclist with a Molotov cocktail.

The flames of the gasoline bottle were so strong that his whole body was on fire in an instant. Although his subordinates tried their best to put out the fire, they suffered burns up to 50% of their body.

It was worse than death.

Then four more members of the Royal Sword Society were killed one after another. One of the senior hall masters was even more tragic. He was stabbed in his bedroom.

When his subordinates received the alarm and rushed to the scene, the hall master had become a corpse with more than a hundred knife wounds on his body, but none of them was fatal.

He bled to death. The wounds on his body were like carved fish. The bloody and miserable state made his subordinates vomit on the spot!

Finally, the Royal Sword Garden was also attacked, but the attackers quickly evacuated after breaking through two lines of defense to avoid being attacked by the support.

Nakano Daxiang was almost surrounded, but fortunately he hid in the Xue family casino in time to avoid the attack.

The Royal Sword Society was killed in pieces, and it was difficult to counterattack. In addition to the fact that many of its backbones were killed, the Divine Sword Sect was also on high alert.

Nakano Daxiang finally ordered everyone to retreat and hide in 21 casinos to avoid the battle.

Overnight, the eight gangs were destroyed, the Royal Sword Society suffered heavy losses, and the Divine Sword Sect rose strongly.

In the middle of the night, the God of God spoke in the rivers and lakes, and the Divine Sword Sect declared war on the Royal Sword Society from now on. Whoever dared to be a vassal would be killed, and whoever dared to form an alliance would be killed.

The declaration and actions of the God of God first made all parties slightly stunned. They seemed to be very unaccustomed to the strength of the God of God, and even a little disapproving.

But when they learned that the eight gangs including Liuzhihao were destroyed overnight and the Royal Sword Society lost ten backbones, all forces were shocked and unbelievable.

In addition to shock, there was still shock!

Many people's first reaction after learning about the incident was to stare as wide-eyed as goldfish, and then gasp like drowning:

This God...Shendaomen...is so fierce and cruel...

No adjective can accurately express the shock and loss in everyone's heart.

Many people think that God is the modern Goujian, who has tucked his tail between his legs and become a grandson just for today.

At dawn, God issued a reward: 100 million for Morita's head.

The wind and clouds are everywhere.

At this time, Ye Tianlong is appearing on the golf course. In the distance, a beautiful figure is swinging a club to play golf, with a graceful posture and standard movements.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Mo Yuge turned and looked at Ye Tianlong:

"Ye Tianlong, you are in trouble."