Lei Tianpeng, the captain of the Lei family's slave hunting team, was waiting for the return of the various slave hunting teams sent in Fuhua Port. As the second in command of the Lei family, he no longer needs to do the job of catching slaves himself. He just lingers in the brothel gambling houses in Fuhua Port every day, waiting for the return of each team.

The date of the appointment was already here, but none of the seven slave-catching teams sent were back. Lei Tianpeng thought they had gained a lot, so he delayed his trip, so he didn't care. After waiting for another two days, no team came back, and he felt that the situation was wrong.

It’s fine if other teams are not. Even if the musket team built with a lot of money encounters any situation, they should have the power of fighting. After all, he has witnessed the power of those muskets and fire thunder with his own eyes.

After finding out that something was wrong, Lei Tianpeng began to restlessly, with the beautiful wine and beauty on his side, and there was no feeling at all.

On this day, he was waiting in the Lei family property where he was staying, and a subordinate came to report that Sang Ming, the head of the Sang family, who is also one of the three major forces in Shikou Town, came to visit.

"Sang Ming? He also came to Nanli Mainland and arrived at Fuhua Port?" Lei Tianpeng frowned. In Shikou Town, the Lei family and the Sang family are in a competitive relationship. Both parties are in a competitor's relationship in the quarrying industry and slave hunting.

After a moment, his subordinate brought Sang Ming, the head of the Sang family. Sang Ming was extremely tall and burly. However, such a magnificent man now had a sad face. When he saw Lei Tianming, he shook his head and sighed: "Captain Lei, trouble, trouble!"

"What's wrong with Brother Sang?" Lei Tianpeng asked with a slight smile while asking his subordinates to serve tea.

"I really admire you, Captain Lei. When you are so angry, you can still sit still and have the mood to drink tea." Sang Ming couldn't figure it out. Lei Tianpeng really didn't understand, and he was still pretending to be calm.

"The fire burned my eyebrows?" Lei Tianpeng thought about the seven Lei family slave-catching teams that had not returned for a long time, and his heart began to feel uneasy.

Sang Ming took out a piece of paper from the ring and saw a fierce flying eagle on it. This picture made Lei Tianpeng very familiar.

He immediately remembered the bloody case that occurred in the Lei family in Shikou Town before departure. Lei Bin, the shopkeeper of the Lei family's gambling house, and two subordinates, died inexplicably in the yard at night. On the wall next to the deceased, a similar flying eagle pattern was painted in blood, which was basically exactly the same.

"What does Brother Sang mean?" Lei Tianpeng sneered, "My shopkeeper of my Lei family gambling shop was assassinated, and the one who attacked the attacker left this flying eagle pattern. Did you use it to make fun of me?"

"Captain Lei, you have reached this point, how can I still be in the mood to make fun of you?" Sang Ming smiled bitterly, "This pattern not only appears in your Shikou Town Lei family, but also in the Nanli Continent. To be honest, one of my five slave capturing teams in Sang's family has not returned yet, and there is no news. I felt deeply uneasy, so I personally took the people and followed the marks they left to respond. As a result, I found that they were all killed on the spot. All the property on the body was searched and not buried, and the flying eagle pattern was left beside them. The slaves they captured were all let go."

"What!" Lei Tianpengbao opened his eyes wide and stood up. He thought that his seven slave-catching teams were also delayed. Thinking of this, he was unable to sit down and paced back and forth, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Captain Lei, please send someone to check it out quickly. I also heard that your Lei family's team has not returned yet." Sang Ming smiled bitterly, "Although our two families compete in the town, they are both from Shikou Town, and they still have to watch over each other when they are outside. If this matter is really done by the same person or the same group of people, then the matter is serious, and it is coming to us. We must think of a solution."

After he said this, Lei Tianpeng could not sit still. He immediately gathered all the members of the Lei family in Fuhua Port and searched along the traces left by the teams. Sang Ming also took the Sang family with him.

Fifteen miles outside the port city, Lei Tianpeng really found a small team of his own in a dead wood. All ten people in the team had died tragically on the spot, their property was searched for nothing, and all the captured slaves were missing, and there were only a few cut slave ropes on the ground.

On a dead tree, a piece of trunk with bark stripped naked was carved with a flying eagle pattern, which was soaked with the blood of the dead, and it was blood red, which was very dazzling.

Although she had already thought about this situation and was mentally prepared, Lei Tianpeng was still very angry and smashed the tree trunk into pieces with one palm.

He didn't believe it and continued to search the traces left by the team. In three days, he found the whereabouts of all other teams one after another. Without exception, including the musket team that he had high hopes, all died tragically, their property was plundered, and their slaves were missing.

Moreover, during the search process, they also found that other forces had suffered the same consequences, with a total of no less than twenty.

During these three days, Lei Tianpeng became more and more heartbroken and more frightened.

Not only him, Sang Ming was also trembling with fear.

There were nearly fifty people in the five Sang family teams and nearly seventy people in the seven Lei family teams, totaling nearly one hundred and twenty people, all of which died tragically at the hands of unknown people marked by flying eagles.

Not to mention them, the slave capturing teams from all walks of life in Fuhua Port felt wave after wave of fear.

Who did this?

At this time, a team of guards with distinctive armor found them. Lei Tianpeng recognized them at a glance that they were the guards of the Fuhua Port City Lord's Mansion. He had sent money and goods to the City Lord's Mansion and obtained some rights and interests.

"Captain Lei, Lord Yecheng is welcome." The captain of the guard said politely, "It just so happens that Commander Sang is here, so let's go together, so we can avoid going to your Sang family's site for another trip."

"The city lord invites me too?" Sang Ming asked.

"It's not only you, but all the leaders of the slave capturing regiments in Fuhua Port City are going to go there." said the captain of the guard.

The two followed the captain of the guard team to the city lord's mansion. On the way, Lei Tianpeng carefully inquired: "I wonder if the captain, the city lord's mansion invites us to go there. Is it because several slave captive groups have been attacked by mysterious people recently and not left a living thing?"

"No," said the captain of the guard team coldly, "I don't know where the ignorant thief came from, but he actually broke the rules of Fuhua City and attacked the slave-catching team randomly. The Lord of the Night City summoned everyone to discuss a way to find and kill this thief, and to restore the peace of Fuhua City and Nanli Continent."

Fuhua Port City flourished because of slave capture, so the City Lord's Mansion is naturally a firm defender of the interests of the slave capture group of all parties. Now the slave capture group has been attacked by mysterious people, leaving no living gulf, and the city lord's Mansion has suffered heavy losses. The City Lord's Mansion cannot sit still and must come forward to maintain order.
Chapter completed!