Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 47 Where did the brain damage come from?

"White Shark, don't bully others too much!" Mustache stared at White Shark not to be outdone, and led a group of younger brothers behind him to confront White Shark's team.

"Go away, what are you? How dare you talk to me like that?!" The corner of Bai Sha's mouth grinned, matching the scars left on his face, he looked extraordinarily ferocious.

Mustache's face was ugly. His status in the Black Dragon Society was not too high. Although he was the first group of people to follow the Black Dragon, his strength was flawed.

The members with the peak strength of the second-order are at most high-level members in the Black Dragon Club, and they cannot enter the inner circle. The real mainstays are the leaders of the third-order, after all, their strength lies there.

Even so, those bosses didn't dare to be too rampant when they saw him. After all, he had been with the black dragon for the longest time and had the oldest qualifications.

Generally speaking, he is still considered a figure in the Black Dragon Society, and now seeing the white shark despise him so much, Mustache is inevitably a little angry.

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Mustache said with cold eyes: "White Shark, don't forget, your life was picked up from the Black Dragon Boss, if the Boss wasn't too lazy to kill you, you would have died long ago!"

Like hearing the funniest joke in the world, the white shark patted his thigh and laughed wildly: "Ahaha, is that right? So, I have to thank the black dragon for letting me go?"

Turning his head, Bai Shark raised the serrated sword in his hand and said: "Young men, since the Black Dragon boss has helped me, do we have to "repay" him?"

"Hey~ Boss is right!"

"Haha, fuck it! You ruined the Black Dragon Club today!"

"However the boss tells us to "repay", we will "repay"!"

A group of people from the White Shark Gang booed along, looking completely fearless.

"You..." Mustache suddenly became anxious. It seemed that the White Shark wanted to be serious this time, and they didn't know if they could last until the boss of the black dragon came back.

"White Shark, don't go too far, or you will have a hard time waiting for the black dragon boss to come back!!"

"Ah haha." Bai Shark smiled even more cheerfully. I don't know if it was because the wound on his mouth was not sewn up, but when he smiled, it always gave people the illusion that there was some air leakage.

"Don't use the black dragon to suppress me! Your black dragon boss was killed by Wei Zheng a long time ago!"

"what?!"

As soon as these words came out, the members of the Black Dragon Society were all shocked, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.

"The black dragon boss is so strong, how could he be killed by Wei Zheng, this must be fake news, right?"

"Not necessarily? What if it is true? The black dragon boss has been out for several hours, and no news has come back. What if he was ambushed by the enemy and killed?"

"The people from the White Shark Gang are coming aggressively. They must have received accurate information, otherwise they would never have taken the risk to trouble us."

A group of people from the Black Dragon Society were whispering below, and the mustache's face darkened when he heard it, and he shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

"Don't fall into White Shark's scheme!"

When he looked at the white shark again, Mustache's eyes were full of fear.

What a killer! !

White Shark really played a good hand! !

Regardless of whether this news is true or false, it will confuse the people of the Black Dragon Society. As long as they are panicked, they will be able to exert [-]% to [-]% of their combat effectiveness in the next battle, which is good.

"White Shark, as long as you are not afraid of the revenge of the black dragon boss, then go ahead." Mustache slipped out a short knife from his cuff, and he grabbed it in his hand, his eyes fixed on White Shark.

"Ahaha, I've said it all, your black dragon boss is already dead!!"

After finishing speaking, the white shark stopped talking nonsense, and greeted Xiao Huzi with the serrated sword in his hand.

Feeling the strong wind whizzing past his ears, Mustache's face changed, and the short knife in his hand blocked the white shark's serrated sword, but it was very reluctant.

With his strength at the peak of the second order, it is undoubtedly a dream to fight against the white shark at the peak of the third order.

Huge force was pressing on his body, and the fine blade on the serrated broadsword was clearly visible. Mustache suddenly regretted fighting the white shark, obviously he could drag it on for a while.

Could it be that staying in the Black Dragon Society for too long made him feel arrogant, and he has begun to lose track of how much he is?
Maybe there was a part of the reason, but he felt that it was more because he didn't want the black dragon to be destroyed, or it could be said that his loyalty to the black dragon was at work.

Although Heilong is sometimes crazy, he has to admit that he is indeed a real man!

If he said to kill someone, he would kill him, and if he disagreed with him, he would draw his sword. No one in Qingshui City dared to say a word in front of him.

This kind of domineering... only black dragons have it! !
Back then, he was conquered by the black dragon's domineering, so he was willing to support him.

"Hmph!" Mustache snorted coldly. It's useless to regret it now. White Shark will never let him go.

The mustache turned the dagger in his hand, held his right hand backwards, and rushed forward again.

"Cut, overestimate yourself!" White Shark thought it was ridiculous. Since when has he become a character that anyone can ridicule?
It is an indisputable fact that he did lose to the black dragon, but this is definitely not the reason why these people dare to provoke him!
When White Shark and Mustache began to confront each other, the younger brothers of the Black Dragon Society also began to confront members of the White Shark Gang.

The Black Dragon Club has only about 20 people at full strength, and most of them are only at the first level of strength.

Originally, there were nearly a hundred members of the Black Dragon Society, but most of them were lost in the last fight with the Zhanlong Pavilion, and only four or five members of the second-level strength died, and the mustaches still remained. The most powerful of all.

There is no doubt about the outcome of the battle. The Black Dragon Society will collapse at the first touch, probably because they have been at the top of the food chain in Qingshui City for a long time, which made them feel proud. They thought that only Zhanlong Pavilion in Qingshui City could compete with them.

However, they were wrong, and the price of their mistakes was their lives.

Kuang Sha, the deputy leader of the White Shark Gang's third-level strength, is wearing two knuckles. These two weapons, like Mustache's pocket knife, are made of rare metals and are worth at least a hundred spirit stones.

The price reflects the value, and the two knuckles are constantly flashing black light, and the sharpness on the spikes makes people shudder.

"Tsk tsk, there is really no one in the Black Dragon Society." Kuangsha said disdainfully, being able to hold the Black Dragon Society under his feet would be his best bragging rights in the future.

One punch smashed a first-order member of the Black Dragon Society into a sieve, and bright red blood dripped down the corners of the knuckles.

Kuang Sha curled his lips and shouted: "Really, there is no one who can fight."

The members of the Black Dragon Society who besieged him were so angry that they just wanted to vomit blood. If you have the guts, you can say this in front of the Black Dragon boss!He promises to turn you into a little pancake with one slap!
There are no third-tier monks in the Black Dragon Society, and the strongest one in the second-tier is still being beaten violently by the white shark.

Many members of the Black Dragon Society looked at Mustache, who was being crushed by the white shark, in despair. Seeing the miserable state of Mustache, the despair in their hearts was even stronger.

The short knife in Mustache's hand was knocked flying by the white shark and fell to the ground. Then, the big knife full of serrations slashed at Mustache.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Bai Shark's mouth, and the scene of the man being cut into pieces under the knife appeared in his mind.

However, at this moment, an untimely voice came.

"Excuse me, did any of you drop something?"

The person who made the sound blinked, with a golden short knife in his left hand and a silver short knife in his right hand.

White Shark:"……"

Where did this brain damage come from?
　Hey, the second bureau member came out, guess who he is?Also, continue to add more today! !Although it has been a bit hard these days, everything is worth it. The author plans to write this book to more than a million words before finishing it. Come on (_)

　　
　
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