Night finally came, and the sky in South Africa was filled with stars. The dry air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Outside the shed of the Black Wolf Gang headquarters, more than twenty scattered corpses of black people were lying. However, there were not a complete corpse. Some black people with only half of their bodies were still howling hard on the ground. The corpses all over the ground and blood were covered with the ground, like a hell on earth.

"There is no complete corpse..." A white member of the Mafia looked at the scene in front of him. Although he belonged to the naughty boy, he still felt an unsuppressible sense of fear in his heart. Looking at the naughty boy standing among the corpse, half a piece shorter than him, it was a demon from hell, a murder machine without any human feelings.

In the battle for more than ten minutes just now, the priest completely restrained the Black Wolf King. Like a natural wonder, the priest's body emitted a very strong and huge gray and white gas. This gas wrapped the Black Wolf King and himself in it. The members of the mafia could not see clearly what was going on inside, and only knew that the sound of fighting and... and the sound of wolf roaring came from inside.

On the other hand, all the members of their mafia seemed to be watching. The naughty boy rushed into the elite members of more than 20 Black Wolf Gang. Perhaps because the Black Wolf King was not afraid of bullets before, the people of the mafia were used to the performance of these big men not afraid of guns when facing guns. But unlike the Black Wolf King, the naughty boy shuttled through the crowd like lightning, almost dodging all the bullets of the Black Wolf Gang. The naughty boy's arms were like two extremely powerful mechanical arms. The crowd he quickly passed through and grabbed the Black Wolf Gang boxers along the way with both hands, but it seemed to tear them to both sides easily. The person's body was torn in half like an unsolid paper man.

Accompanied by the naughty laughter containing the enthusiasm of murder, more and more members of the Black Wolf Gang were torn into two by him, without any room for resistance, and even his eyes could not capture his figure. Before the naughty stopped, a person was dismembered.

On the other side, the white mist slowly dissipated, and the priest reappeared from the white mist. When it appeared again, there was a bloodstain of wolf claws on the priest's face.

The naughty boy tore off the last member of the Black Wolf Gang with disdain, frowned and looked at the priest who was only one and asked, "Where are others?"

"After all, he is the seventh leader of his ex. Let him run away." The priest had no expression on his face, but those who knew him knew that he was already very angry at this time.

"Running?" said the naughty boy disdainfully: "You fucking let him run away?"

"Don't worry. It's not just the wolves who can track prey." The priest said. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and a stream of white smoke appeared inexplicably in the palm of his right hand, slowly rising into the sky at night.

At this moment, an elite member of the Black Wolf Gang was left with only half of his body, his stomach was torn from it, and his intestines were bleeding all over the floor. But he was not completely dead yet. He silently endured the extreme pain, and with a desperate look, he stretched out his hand to grop something on himself.

"Not good!" An experienced member of the mafia suddenly shouted. He quickly walked to the dying Black Wolf Gang member and shot him on the head. He killed him and died.

"What are you doing?!" The naughty boy suddenly shouted sternly for no reason.

"He...he wants to call people with hairstyle..." The experienced mafia member was yelled by the naughty boy, and his legs trembled slightly. In order to prove himself, he rummaged through the corpse's clothes for a long time, and finally found the small rocket launcher that passed on the model.

"Boss, look! This is their signal transmitter!" The experienced member smiled reluctantly, imagining the naughty boy proved that he had just done something right.

"I asked you why you killed him! Do you think I don't know if this is going to happen? Why do you want to stop him?!" The naughty boy grabbed his head and roared wildly.

Suddenly, the naughty boy disappeared from the spot and appeared again. When he stood behind the experienced member, his hands penetrated the man's flesh like a mechanical arm, grabbed the upper and lower parts of the man's spine, and pulled them in two directions.

Accompanied by the screams of extreme fear, the self-righteous experienced members' bodies were in half...

The naughty boy picked up the model transmitter from the ground, studied it, and pressed the red button to launch it in the sky. A red light shot out from the transmitter and shone into the depths of the sky, as dazzling as a pointing light in the night. It was full of destruction like a meteorite flowing backwards.

"Come on, come on, come on." The naughty boy looked at the model of the Black Wolf Gang summoning his men in the sky with a smile, and said madly: "I haven't killed enough yet!"

"It's still night makes people feel more comfortable..." Hiding on the roof of a seven-story building, the Black Wolf King closed his eyes and felt the baptism of the night. His closed eyes unnaturally shed tears. Perhaps he himself didn't want to admit that these tears were for the members who were slaughtered by naughty boys.

The Black Wolf King has become accustomed to hiding in the darkness. The hot sunlight during the day makes him feel exposed to the dangerous open air, which is a choice against his instinct for a hunter who is already hiding in the dark.

Wolves still have to hide them to make people feel more dangerous.

At this time, the Black Wolf King had visible skin scattered everywhere, similar to bruises that were beaten by a whip.

Looking at the red signal rising into the sky, the cold face of the Black Wolf King made people feel cold like moonlight. He looked at the naughty boy in the distance indifferently, his eyes showing endless silence, and said coldly: "Tenth Master, you really haven't grown up at all, and you're still like the past, like a dog. Unfortunately, my gray wolf cub is not here, otherwise I would really want you to taste the gray wolf's fangs."

I remembered that the Black Wolf King sent the gray wolf out to track Ye Wuque before. The Black Wolf King smiled inexplicably: "It seems that today is the third day, and I don't know if that kid has succeeded."

Suddenly, behind the Black Wolf King, dozens of adult wolves stood up straight, using the huge moon behind him as the background, making a long cry.

"He is there!" The priest suddenly turned his head and looked at the roof of a building that was hundreds of meters away. The vague figure of the Black Wolf King stood there straight, and countless long wolf cries came from behind him.

"Chasing!" The naughty boy roared and disappeared instantly.

The priest smiled mysteriously, and white smoke slowly emerged from all around his body. The priest's calm eyes looked at the Black Wolf King in a steady state and said, "Do you want to deliberately lead us away and prevent the naughty boy from killing more members of the Black Wolf Gang who were summoned? Wolf... it's still a protective calf."

After the words were finished, the white smoke dissipated and the priest disappeared.

On the other end of City B, there is a room in District 4.

Ye Wuque sat on the bed and was quietly smoking his eyes. White smoke came out from the cigarette butts, filling the closed small room. Several cigarette butts had already been lost under the ground at his feet.

The dog knelt in front of Ye Wuque crying and said fiercely: "Brother Ye! I betrayed you! I was the one who betrayed you to the Aoki Society! You kill me! I have no complaints! But Brother Ye, I only ask you for one thing, please... I will kill Imura Okada for me, for my brothers from the Hanni Gang!"

"I'm not a professional killer, why do you guys and two of them specifically entrust me with the task of killing me?" Ye Wuque spitted out a cigarette and said, "You can't blame you completely. Of course, I don't have the right to blame you. As for Imura Okada or something, you should kill it yourself. After all, I have no grudges with him."

"Brother Ye..." Gou'er looked at Ye Wuque in disbelief. In City B, betrayal is the most serious death penalty in the eyes of these big shots.

"Stop talking." Ye Wuque stood up straight, rested all day, feeling his unprecedented vitality in his body, and the optimized superpowers in his body were even more obedient like a domestic dog. Ye Wuque felt that he was full of strength at this time.

"What did you say just now? Where is the one-eyed snake hiding?"

"Oh yes. Brother Ye, before I received you, I followed the one-eyed snake for a while and found that he did not return to the headquarters of the third district, but lived in a hotel not far from here." Gou'er said, wiping his tears.

"Okay. Then let's go find him now. If you are lucky, you might meet your enemy." Ye Wuque said with a sneer. He walked outside the room and turned around and told Lemon to stay here and not run around.

The old beggar's voice rang in Ye Wuque's mind: "Don't use superpowers too much! Even cyan cannot be called! You feel that your body is full of strength, but in fact, because you used red powers too much last time, many of the tissues in your body are on the verge of criticality and collapse. You cannot..."

"I know, I know..." Ye Wuque quickly waved his hand to interrupt the old beggar's words and said, "Without Tianzang and Dizang, I can't even use supernatural powers if I kill that fat man."
Chapter completed!