Of the two of them, Fu Jinghui would sometimes bully Xiahou Xinghai and take advantage of him verbally, but it was obviously Xiahou Xinghai who had the final say here.
Everyone listened to what Xiahou Xinghai said and stood up one after another.
Fu Jinghui looked hesitant and said, "Aren't you going to tell Elder Xu?"
"No, this matter is just a trivial matter, why bother Elder Xu?"
Xiahou Xinghai curled his lips, revealing two rows of sharp white teeth, and said in a cold voice: "Today, our Shadow Gang is out hunting."
"Elder Xu came here with 60 people and 15 teams. Second-level elders like us, there are a total of nine people here."
"Three second-level elders form a team, with twenty people under their command."
"Every other team went smoothly, but we were the only ones who killed a second-level elder as soon as we came out. If we don't solve the problem at this time, and instead go to Elder Xu for help, what do you think Elder Xu will think of us?"
"How do you want the people in the gang to see us? How do you want the gang leader to see us?"
"We have really disgraced him! He will be severely punished when he returns!"
He stared at Fu Jinghui and said coldly: "Do you think we should go report the news?"
Fu Jinghui broke out in cold sweat when he heard what he said. He suddenly woke up and said, "No, absolutely not, we must solve the matter now!"
"That's right!" Xiahou Xinghai nodded and shouted sternly: "Okay, boys, don't eat any more."
"Let's go and kill someone!"
He gritted his teeth, let out a loud shout, and picked up the weapon next to him.
His weapon is a giant hammer!
Then. strode forward.
Behind him, the twenty people followed.
They are all members of the Shadow Gang.
And he, Fu Jinghui, and the storm archer who died in Chen Feng's hands turned out to be second-level elders, all under the command of a first-level elder, and were responsible for hunting in this area!
The five teams under him, with a total of twenty people, quickly stood up, followed him, and moved forward!
After Chen Feng killed the storm archer, he did not stop, but continued to hunt the amethyst water snake and obtain the Flame Sun Grass.
And soon, Chen Feng heard a burst of noise coming from the other side of the mountain.
He stopped where he was, clapped his hands, looked at Ji Caixuan with a smile, and said softly: "Someone with short eyes is here again."
If it had been the past, Ji Caixuan would have been very panicked.
But now, seeing the smile on Chen Feng's face and hearing what Chen Feng said, she was filled with confidence for no reason!
At this time, those people on the opposite side had already climbed over the mountain peak and saw Chen Feng.
At the same time, I also saw the body of the storm archer not far from Chen Feng!
When Xiahou Xinghai and Fu Jinghui came over, their faces were full of solemnity.
But at this time, when they saw Chen Feng, they were stunned.
Then, it seemed like he couldn't believe it.
Then, he carefully looked at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at Chen Feng carefully again, and seemed to be convinced!
Seeing Chen Feng, both of their faces showed a touch of relief.
The solemn look on his face just now disappeared, replaced by a trace of disdain.
Fu Jinghui shook his head and said with regret on his face: "Cang Huarong was considered a hero for a lifetime, but he died in the hands of such a loser."
"Yeah, I thought he was some kind of master!"
"It turns out that he is just a five-star Martial Emperor, useless and like an ant!"
Xiahou Xinghai also sighed loudly.
Fu Jinghui said in a deep voice: "I estimate that Cang Huarong definitely did not die in his hands easily."
"Cang Huarong must have encountered some perverted enemy before. He was very powerful and severely injured him."
"That's why I died in the hands of this trash."
It turned out that after the two of them saw that Chen Feng was only a five-star martial emperor, the fear in their hearts disappeared without a trace, and their hearts were filled with contempt and disdain for him.
His eyes were higher than his head, and he was not taken seriously at all!
At this time, seeing the contemptuous looks on their faces, Ji Caixuan sneered beside her:
"You look down on our master's strength, but you don't know that my master's strength is far beyond his level."
"He is extremely tyrannical, what do you mean to him?"
He stared at Chen Feng with a gloomy face and said, "Boy, how did Cang Huarong die? By whose hands?"
"Tell me the truth!"
Chen Feng looked at them, shook his head, and showed a very deep expression on his face.
Among this group of people, these two people are considered to be quite powerful, having reached the peak of the Eight-Star Martial Emperor.
But...it's nothing in front of him!
Chen Feng could easily kill these two people, but these two people still looked so arrogant, dismissive of him, and bossy.
Chen Feng looked at them and said calmly: "I killed him."
"What? Did you kill him?" Fu Jinghui was stunned for a moment, and then burst into disdainful laughter the next moment.
He pointed at Chen Feng and laughed loudly: "You trash, you are talking so loudly here, do you think this is good for you?"
"With you alone, can you kill Cang Huarong? With your strength, Cang Huarong can kill you with just a snap of his fingers. How can you still kill him?"
"Who do you think you are? You don't even take a piss to look at yourself!"
Xiahou Xinghai also shook his head, looked at Chen Feng, and said disdainfully: "Trash, don't talk nonsense here, please explain honestly."
Fu Jinghui's expression suddenly changed, he stared at Chen Feng, his face was filled with coldness and coldness, and he said solemnly: "Now tell me, I can make your death more comfortable!"
"Otherwise..."
Chen Feng smiled and said, "What else?"
"Otherwise, I will make you suffer a lot before you die, and after you die, your soul will also suffer, and you will never be reincarnated."
He stared at Chen Feng and let out a cold low growl.
Chen Feng shook his head, feeling even more ridiculous.
These two people were really boasting, and seeing Chen Feng behaving like this, Fu Jinghui immediately became impatient.
He immediately raised his voice and scolded Chen Feng in a commanding tone: "Boy, didn't you hear what I just said?"
"Why don't you come over here quickly, kneel down in front of us, and honestly explain this matter to us, tell us how Cang Huarong died by whose hands!"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Cang Huarong, that's him, right?"
He pointed at the body of the storm archer, and then said calmly: "I told you, he died in my hands!"
