Xiao Qi solemnly said: "As long as I am still alive, no one will come near this place."
When Luo Wanya got in, Zhang Mengqian asked curiously: "Brother Xiao Qi, have you met the boss?"
"I haven't seen him before," Xiao Qi shook his head: "But I know he is a very powerful person."
"By the way, how did you discuss it with those landlords in the afternoon? Those landlords are just chewing people's bones, so you just agreed not to raise the rent?"
Xiao Qi laughed happily and said, "Those landlords are quite nice. They agreed after a short beating."
Zhang Mengqian: "..."
The two of them waited in silence. Xiao Qi squatted on the ground quietly, like a wild wolf, with muscles all over his body tightening and relaxing, always ready to enter an attack state.
About two hours later, there was another movement in the sewer.
Luo Wanya got out of it first and said with a smile: "This sewage channel really stinks, but it is indeed a secret passage."
Zhang Mengqian asked curiously: "Lao Luo, why did you go?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another person emerged from the sewer. His face was blackened by dust, except when he grinned, his two rows of white teeth looked particularly eye-catching.
The first, the second, the third... until the 108th...
Zhang Mengqian looked at the people climbing out of the sewage ditch one after another, and his whole body felt numb: "So many people?"
I saw these people hugging Xiao Qi one by one, and Xiao Qi did not feel dirty: "You are here. I listened to the parents' plan before and felt that there were not enough people. Now that it is better, we can do a big job!"
More than a hundred brothers laughed happily, and one of them said: "Lao Luo, you have fulfilled your mission. There were 108 people expected, and there were 108 people. Not a single one was missing!"
"Thank you, mistress," Lao Luo hugged the other party.
The mistress glared at each other: "We agreed not to call it this!"
"You were ranked third back then, so what would you call me if you weren't called Xiaosan?" Xiaoqi joked.
"Can't you just call me Lao San?"
"I know, mistress."
Zhang Mengqian looked at them, covered in dirt but having fun: "You..."
"These are all our people who came from City 18," Luo Wanya said with a smile: "These people are the core members of the Parents' Association. They are good at fighting and even captured alive a red-coated member of the Mechanicus.
bishop!"
At this time, someone at the back of the crowd said with a toothache: "Can you stop publicizing your capture of me alive? Are you done with it? What will other family members think if they hear it?"
"Hahaha!"
At this time, Luo Wanya looked solemn: "Everyone, I have called you here this time. You should also know how important this matter is."
Everyone fell silent.
Luo Wanya continued: "I can't tell you yet what the parents are going to do. But what I can say is that the battle in City 22 is the most critical part of his plan, so there must be no mistakes.
Do you understand?"
"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.
Zhang Mengqian suddenly felt an exciting force when he heard these people's unanimous answers.
And he suddenly realized a problem. If the strength level of these people was similar to that of Lao Luo and Xiao Qi, I'm afraid there would be no problem in promoting a city's clubs.
Even that dragon-marked society doesn't have so many D-level and C-level genetic warriors.
Of course, as the Dragon Pattern Society is a profit-making tool for certain officials, its boss is naturally outstanding.
The boss of the dragon pattern club seems to be a B-level?
Zhang Mengqian thought to himself that he was not as good as his boss.
At this moment, Luo Wanya looked at the fierce warriors in front of him, and he knew that everything was about to begin.
After these people fight in City 22, they will take the experience they learned and spread it to various cities in the Federation. This is the most important thing.
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At 3:30 in the morning, the racing parties on the streets of the Ninth District gradually disappeared.
Zhang Qinghuan stood in a certain shadow, moving around anxiously, waiting anxiously.
When he saw Luo Wanya and others appearing covered in mud, he immediately went to greet them: "Something happened, something big happened!"
Luo Wanya raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
When Zhang Qinghuan saw Lao Luo, it was as if he had met his backbone: "Oh no, the thirty people we handed over before were not enough, so they asked us to hand over thirty more people. Where can we go in a while?"
Catch thirty gangsters?"
"That's it?" Luo Wanya said, "Don't panic, I thought you were going to perform a chorus again."
Zhang Qinghuan: "...How long have you been joking?"
"You were the one who made the joke first," Luo Wanya curled his lips: "From the look on your face, it's probably more than just this. Is there anything else?"
"Someone quietly sent news that three nearby societies want to attack us. The residents there are rushing to the pigeon cage, so it's a bit unbearable," Zhang Qinghuan said in a low voice.
Luo Wanya was stunned for a moment: "Don't we already have these thirty mission indicators?!"
Zhang Qinghuan was also stunned for a moment. So when you heard someone coming to attack you, what was your reaction like this?
Can you respect other societies?
At 4 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Mubei suddenly sat up in room 4403: "Boss, there is something going on."
Xu Linsen stood up and walked to the window, looking at the shadows of the street outside the pigeon cage. More than 300 people were slowly moving towards this direction, carrying iron bars and knives in their hands, and a few people also held pistols.
"They are not looking for us," Xu Linsen said: "It seems that this art club is responsible for the public outrage. Xiaobei, a light suddenly shines into the darkness, so this light is guilty. Just now you also asked other residents,
They say that the art club does not exploit them extra, which is equivalent to breaking the rules of all societies. I don’t know what this art club is going to do, but it is always better than other societies.”
Jiang Mubei thought for a while: "Boss, do you need me to help them? I heard from residents that there are only more than a hundred art societies, and they don't seem to have firearms."
Xu Linsen said: "Wait a minute and see how effective this art club is. Wait until they can't hold on any longer before you take action. Spades may have to deal with them in the future. It would be good to form a good relationship."
"OK."
The two of them stood upstairs and watched quietly, waiting for an opportunity to help.
However, 5 minutes later, Jiang Mubei's expression changed: "Boss, there is another movement outside."
I saw more than fifty black shadows surrounding the three hundred people who were approaching, and more than a hundred people from the front quietly approaching to greet them.
"What's going on? Is this art club crazy? There are more than a hundred of them, and they surrounded more than three hundred people from the other party?" Jiang Mubei was stunned: "They must be drunk."
Xu Linsen also frowned, feeling a little strange.
But the next moment, Luo Wanya and others suddenly rushed out of the shadows: "Come with me, beat me up, and leave them all alive!"
The moment he spoke, the power in the Pigeon Cage Building suddenly shut down, and the whole street fell into darkness.
Jiang Mubei quickly took out the night vision binoculars from his backpack, but Xu Linsen did not need to use external tools.
On the ground, the two sides quickly engaged in hand-to-hand combat. In just a moment, the battlefield situation seemed to be one-sided and was crushed by the art club!
But I saw a member of the Big Pendulum Club rushing in front and swiping a stick at a family member's face. But before he could reach it, the family member's slap came first and slapped the club member crisply.
members' faces.
There was a snap, and the club member's face seemed to be affected by gravity, and his whole body was spinning like a top.
Jiang Mubei upstairs was shocked when he saw this scene: "Extraordinary person? Gene warrior..."
The family members all tried their best to pretend to be ordinary people when fighting, but the two spades were both masters, so their vision was naturally different. The moment the family members downstairs exerted their strength, something strange had already been noticed.
The family didn't move very fast, but the moment they exerted their strength, they were really ruthless.
Xu Linsen glanced at him.
Jiang Mubei muttered: "That's right, there are a few genetic warriors in the club to support the scene, it's me who made the fuss."
But the next moment, more than a dozen family members came face-to-face with members of the "I Want to Buy a Watch" group, with the same result and the same scene.
The members of those three societies were treated like children in front of their families, and they were dealt with clearly.
"Why...there are so many genetic warriors," Jiang Mubei murmured: "Boss, am I just blinded? Why do I feel that each of them can have a D-level? This is not a society, it is clearly a special force.
, the federal reconnaissance company only has this kind of combat quality, right?"
Xu Linsen also became a little confused. They had dealt with associations in the federation. Unless it was a large association like Hengshe, there were rarely so many genetic warriors.
Moreover, Hengshe is a special case because there are demigods behind it. For example, in this No. 22 city, the largest dragon-marked society is far inferior to Hengshe.
So, so many genetic warriors suddenly appeared in this art club? Even spades can't be obtained, unless everyone is pulled out of the fire pit!
"I was just thinking why they turned off the power. It turns out they don't want others to see their strength," Jiang Mubei said: "This power is so shocking that people will definitely become suspicious if they notice it."
Xu Linsen said calmly: "We may have found the person Yangyang mentioned. He is hiding behind the art club, although I don't know what exactly he wants the club to do."
In Xu Linsen's opinion, an organization that can produce so many genetic warriors must be something special. Apart from the person Yangyang mentioned, he can't think of any other target.
Although he doesn't know it yet, this is only part of the power of the parent-teacher conference, and he just arrived tonight...
If he had waited until he went to City No. 10 or City No. 18, Jiang Mubei might not be sure how surprised he would be.
Moreover, these family members are not genetic warriors, but practitioners who can break away from the consortium for mass production.
"Someone has taken a firearm, and they may be injured or killed," Jiang Mubei said in a solemn voice, "Boss, shall I go help?"
"No need," Xu Linsen said, "They have made complete preparations, and you can't do anything to help them."
On the other side, there were seven or eight family members who did not go to fight against anyone. Under the leadership of Xiao Qi, they quickly passed through the crowd, their eyes like hawks looking for something.
At this time, Xiao Qi saw someone pulling out a gun and turned on the safety. He made a tactical gesture in the crowd, and someone immediately approached him quickly and rushed over with a member of the big pendulum club.
In just five minutes, Xiao Qi found a total of 23 members of the society who were armed with firearms, and then disarmed these people one by one like a special force infiltrating into the enemy crowd.
The speed of action and powerful execution are staggering.
Jiang Mubei felt a little dumbfounded at this moment: "C-level... These seven or eight people are all C-level!"
Using so many genetic warriors to fight against the club, including seven or eight C-level warriors, would be too bullying.
He looked at Xu Linsen. Before, they said they would help when the art club couldn't hold on any longer, but now it seems they don't need help at all.
Xu Linsen was silent for a few seconds and said: "Although we don't know what Yangyang wants us to learn yet, let's stay here first. All subsequent trips are cancelled. Let's see what this city No. 22 will look like."
At this time, the two of them were no longer wrapped so tightly, and the black totems on their bodies looked weird and gorgeous.
The switch of the pigeon cage was pushed up again, and the building regained its light.
Downstairs, there were hundreds of club members lying on the ground wailing, and half of their families were lying on the ground pretending to be wounded, so as not to be discovered without any battle damage.
There was a roar of cheers upstairs. It turned out that everyone was still awake and waiting to cheer for the art club.
During the cheers, the three-community coalition army downstairs had been defeated. They took advantage of the chaos and fled into their own building. Xiao Qi did not hesitate and led the team directly to rush in.
The defeated club members all hid in the densely packed rooms of the building, trying to avoid tracking.
Xiao Qi and others stood in the corridor, frowning and saying to the Bluetooth headset: "Search each room? Isn't it a bit disturbing to the residents? Besides, we don't know what they look like."
Luo Wanya said: "Otherwise, we will retreat first. We have caught enough now. There are at most twenty people hiding. We will deal with them slowly."
Just as he finished speaking, two or three rooms in the corridor suddenly opened, and the people inside cautiously poked their heads out: "Is it an art club?"
Xiao Qi nodded solemnly: "What's wrong?"
The resident in that room pointed to the room next door and whispered: "They are inside. Catch them quickly. They must not have spent all the protection money we just paid. Please help us fix it too."
Repair elevators, water and electricity..."
After saying that, the residents quickly closed their doors for fear of affecting them.
"..." Xiao Qi was stunned for a long time and couldn't react.
Luo Wanya heard voices on his Bluetooth headset, and stood in silence for a long time amidst the cheers of the residents of the three buildings.
It turns out that this is the public opinion that the boss wants.
At this time, in room 4403, Xu Linsen said: "Go buy two bottles of concealer and cover up the totems on our bodies. In the past two days, we will try to join this art club and see if we can find out what they want to do."
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It’s two million words, and I’m just halfway through it. It seems like this book is really going to exceed the previous word count...
