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Chapter 3300 Eighteen people died

It can be seen from the situation at the scene that those people killed his people very neatly, without even giving them the slightest chance to resist.

His mentality was a little unbearable. Could it be that another group of sect disciples came to this city?

By the way, he remembered that a large number of evil cultivators died outside the city gate yesterday. I heard that it might have been caused by a group of sect disciples, and they entered the city.

But hadn't he heard that those people left the city not long after they were in the city? How could they show up again and make such a big fuss?

"No, no, I have to report it to the leader quickly."

He murmured and prepared to leave. Thinking that these dead people were his subordinates after all, it was not good for them to lie here, so he casually ordered the people he brought over.

"You guys, take care of these corpses, find a place with good feng shui, and bury them all."

"Yes, leader."

Several evil cultivators responded and had no choice but to walk towards the corpses.



"What? The ashes were picked up?"

When the leader heard what the leader said, he frowned. These sect disciples were so united. They would rather take the risk of being discovered and collect the ashes of their companions. This really made him envious.

"Yes, leader."

The leader looked up at the leader and saw that he was not too angry, so he continued to speak.

"Not only that, the people who were assigned to guard Salt Lane by my subordinates were all killed, and not a single one was left." This time the damage to him was also quite great, less than half of his men were gone.

"Tell me again, how many people died?"

The leader's eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked at the leader.

He can ignore the others, and he can ignore the corpses of those sect disciples, but it is different when one of his own dies. Those people were carefully recruited by him, and he feels heartbroken even if one of them dies.

A large number of people died yesterday, including a team leader, and now another person has died, just one day later!

"Dead, eighteen people died."

The team leader replied bravely, there were eighteen people, and he felt very distressed, but it was useless to feel distressed, all of them were already dead.

The leader's eyes darkened, and he clenched the hands behind his back calmly.

Eighteen people, although not many, but if added to those who died yesterday, it would be too many, so many that it was like a piece of flesh was cut out of his heart, it hurt!

"Go and investigate. Dig out all the sect disciples in Yancheng for me. I will also investigate the clan secretly. If I find anything strange about them, I will kill them without mercy!"

It seems that we can't do it without some tough measures. These sect disciples don't take them seriously.

"Yes, leader."

The team leader secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that he checked the sect disciples in the city and didn't vent his anger on him, that's good.

It's just that it's difficult to find those hidden sect disciples. After all, they have been hidden for so long and there are no traces left.



There are many jars placed in the yard, and they are all big jars.

"You are really good at using wine jars to hold ashes. How did you come up with this idea?" Qian Yirong was shocked by the ideas of these people.

Moreover, these jars are not small wine jars, but the ones about half the height of a person. They are placed one by one in the yard. They are kept during the day. If they are seen at night, they will scare the hair out of their bodies!


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