915: C915 The Smell of Conspiracy

C915 The Smell of Conspiracy

However, outside the door, a group of werewolves suddenly rushed in.

One of the werewolf leaders reported, "Lord Viscount Mi En, the elevator won't function because of the explosion downstairs!"

Immediately!

A sense of conspiracy swept through the entire area. The hundred or so people who were in a mess had all quietened down.

However, his expression was calm, and his heart was like an ant on a hot pan.

They had occupied all the areas where the Myth Battle Alliance ended, but their old home had been plundered. This was clearly a conspiracy, to lure a tiger out of its lair.

Those empty strongholds seemed to have given up all hope due to Myth Battle Alliance. Or perhaps, they had long since decided to leave, and thus were used as bait to lure the major powers.

To the Myth Battle Alliance, their strategy of luring the tiger out of the mountain was completely on their own.

So much so that …

The head of the dragon head in the arena buzzed.

Their treasury and hidden resources seemed to have all been dug out. There were even some unreported forces that were worried about whether or not they had been targeted as well.

As a result, the chaotic scene became abnormally quiet and terrifying.

No one dared to look into the eyes of more than a hundred people, which were filled with killing intent.

They were looking for Qin Feng, this despicable, shameless scum.

"There he is!"

Finally, someone exclaimed, pointed at Qin Feng, who was smoking beside the window, and shouted.

In an instant, the tables and chairs were shattered like the waves of the ocean. The floor was a mess as they all rushed in front of Qin Feng like a swarm of bees.

"You damned bastard."

"Quickly take out the resources, otherwise I will cut you into a thousand pieces and tear you to shreds!"

"Despicable and shameless, you shall die a horrible death!"

Everyone's anger had reached its peak. It had already ignited their rationality.

That was the resources that they relied on to survive. Their family assets had been plundered by someone just like that. Furthermore, the elite subordinates that they had left behind had likely all been killed by someone.

The number of people in Myth Battle Alliance was simply unable to accomplish this; just where did they get their hands on such an army?

Everyone, only the officials of the Xu Prefecture who are not allowed to light the lanterns, I'm afraid only you, a bunch of dog bastards, can come up with this idea. If you take over my base, headquarters, I will rob your resources.

Qin Feng sneered in disdain. He threw the cigarette butt at a werewolf that was quietly approaching him. The cigarette butt smashed into his face, shooting out reckless sparks.

"No need for nonsense, capture him alive and have his subordinates hand over their resources!"

Everyone was afraid that Qin Feng would run. That was the same as escaping with all of their savings. After all, Qin Feng was their lifeblood.

Just as all the dragon heads pounced on Qin Feng, the window exploded. Qin Feng rushed down and disappeared in front of everyone.

The window was dark, with a few dragon heads in front. Looking down, there was a total of 28 floors.

At a height of a hundred meters, not to mention Qin Feng, anyone who fell down would undoubtedly die.

However, they didn't see a single person for a long time.

Until!

A few minutes later, a helicopter slowly flew up. Qin Feng was standing at the entrance of the helicopter with Jia Te Lin in his hand. His cold muzzle was pointed at the window.

At that time, everyone's eyes would be wide open, and they would violently shrink back. Fear, panic, disdain, and even anger.

"Everyone, I'm gifting you a poem..." Qin Feng casually threw out a few grenades, and then pulled the trigger crazily, "Cool down!"

Along with the music of the subwoofer from the helicopter, Qin Feng released the most popular DJ version of the song, which was filled with cold, wanton tongues of flame. As Qin Feng pulled the trigger, fire spewed out like a flaming dragon.

Although the bullets could only knock the dragon heads back, they couldn't break through the defense, nor could they deal any damage. However, they could still hit the crowd head first and make them run away.

Two of the dragon heads that cultivated Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloak Robe even had faces filled with disdain at the start. When the two grenades rolled to the bottom of their feet and exploded into a ball of fire, the shockwave forced them off the ground.

The fragments even pierced into their skin, burning their hair.

The small window was torn apart by the bullets. Jia Te Lin fired crazily and one of his Blood Clan filled up Qin Feng. He casually threw a few grenades into the window and detonated the rocket launcher.

A sea of fire appeared in the entire hall as figures ran back and forth. It was extremely lively.

When all the bullets were shot out, two rays of cold light shot out, cutting off a propeller, causing the helicopter to lose its balance.

"Let's go to the mouth of the sea!"

Qin Feng threw away the cigarette that was burnt to the ground, waved his hand and said with a cold expression.

When the helicopter left the restaurant, a group of people appeared at the window, cursing loudly.

In the span of a night, the entire Haikou Town was in chaos. The ports of the major forces and divisions were all looted, and many people were quietly lost, especially the villains. A total of fifty percent of them had disappeared, as if they had vanished from the face of the earth.

However, at this time, no one paid attention to the whereabouts of those lower class people.

Tens of thousands of people were gathered outside the restaurant. The sky was already bright. They had received a notice from the headquarters, the shops, and the bases they had occupied.

A sea of people surrounded the area, all eyes focused on the entrance of the restaurant as they awaited the arrival of their leader and the command.

At this moment!

Chen Zhongyuan of the Under Heaven Sect walked out. His clothes were tattered and full of holes. His eyebrows were charred and his hair was the same. He looked extremely comical.

Soon after, another series of people walked out. Their clothes were all burnt, and the entire restaurant was engulfed in flames. After they rushed out, the first thing they did was to shout at the group of people in front of them.

"Still in a daze? You even want to die? The building is about to collapse!"

"Retreat, retreat for me!"

The head of the Songhe Sect kept roaring, and his eyes were filled with tears!

The other dragon heads also escaped, commanding their subordinates to issue orders.

However, after a long time, the group of martial practitioners finally found a familiar face on the bodies of the crowd.

At that moment, the people who all acted exactly like beggars and shouted at them were actually dragon heads.

This joke was too big!

Tens of thousands of people all received the order to retreat. With a loud rumble!

A huge rock, burning with flames, fell from the rooftop and crashed into the crowd.1

On the spot!

Over ten people died, and they didn't even have a chance to react. The surrounding people were squeezing them so hard that the falling stones could at most inflict some damage, but there were all kinds of steel bars mixed in, and the falling force directly pierced through those ten people.

At that time!

Everyone raised their heads and looked towards the Mortal Heaven Inn. The flames were spreading and engulfing it. It was like a fiery dragon that was about to ascend into the sky. However, it was on the verge of falling down, on the verge of collapse.

Fear had taken over his mind, terror had taken over his heart!

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