It was like a zombie siege, rushing out from all directions and quickly surrounding Link and the car.

At around 5 p.m., the sun began to set westward.

The red sunset wrapped around the fire clouds in the sky, reflecting the whole sand red.

Ah Fu, who was hiding in the car, couldn't help but stretched out his head and immediately shrank his head.

Link looked at the white clothes dyed red and the white crane emblem embroidered with cuffs, and understood the identity of these people.

It is worthy of being a big gang in the slums, and the reaction and organization are quick.

"Kill my 12th and 13th brothers, today I will make you lose all your money!"

A mountain-like man walked out of his minion, his body was full of muscles and full of explosive power.

It just seems that it is slightly inferior to the big guy who is dealing with in the underground black market.

"If it were you, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough." Link's expression was calm and he was not scared by these thugs.

After the man came out, Link threw it on and took a detective. He was just an lv12+ (elite), and he was really not afraid.

"Hmph, these hundred brothers, one by one, can drown you, and you will be so arrogant when you die!"

After Link put his hands on his back, he paced in the surrounded circle, delaying time while observing.

"If you kill me directly, just hide in the building and shoot directly. Why do you have to be surrounded in one go? To put it bluntly, you want to kill me and get a bounty of 200,000."

"What kind of brotherly love is just to delay time and wait for the contract to officially open."

"good!"

Suddenly, a confident drink came from the crowd. With a burst of applause, the thugs made way.

A delicate old man wearing colorful Tang suit and round black sunglasses, walked out of the group of thugs.

Her thick black hair was combed into a big back and looked energetic.

Five young or middle-aged men on the left and right columns, with their backs and waists, and at first glance they are all good materials for martial arts.

"I just said, I have killed two backbone members of Baihetang. How can I not kiss you if He Lao is intimidating?"

The adopted sons moved a heavy large mahogany carved chair and placed it lightly on the ground.

Old He took the crutch he handed over, leaned heavily on the ground, raised his legs and sat down straight down, full of style.

"Young man, I admire you more and more!"
Chapter completed!