"Lord Zhou Mu, Chen Mu seems to be preparing to attack the bandits in Brazil. Look at us..."
The speaker was none other than the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, Yu Hua.
Compared to the other two gang leaders, this old man was far more cunning and calculating. Even though he had a grudge against Chen Mu for killing his son, he never lost his mind due to hatred.
Ever since that assassination failed, he knew that there was no perfect opportunity to get rid of this person.
But now the opportunity has come.
Yizhou Mupin took a sip of hot tea and said slowly: "Tubo has been urging me to get rid of this person. You should have come to me because you have an idea. Tell me."
Yu Hua nodded: "The grassroots have communicated with Longchuan Village. This time Chen Mu leads the Sichuan Gate to conquer the forces there. We will do it directly in Brazil, so that the charges of regicide can be thrown to the local bandits.
, wouldn’t it kill two birds with one stone?”
Yizhou Mu said with a satisfied smile: "You old boy is very thoughtful. Just do it. I will take care of the rest for you."
"However... although the number of our three gangs is more than 6,000, compared with the weapons and equipment of Chen Mu's men, they are far behind. I would like to ask Yizhou Mu to borrow 6,000 soldiers and armors."
Yizhou Mu waved his hand: "There is no shortage of weapons and armor. I will even send you two thousand more people. As long as things are done well, when the Tubo people occupy Longxia next year, I will give you an official title."
But Chen Mu and Zhang Bowen came to the training ground of Sichuanmen School again.
It has been several months since I have seen these 1,400 Sichuan disciples.
When we meet again, they have all developed extremely explosive muscles, and with the fighting skills taught by Puyang himself, these people already have fighting qualities that are far better than professional soldiers.
This is Chen Mu's foundation and his most precious asset.
Now that they had already lost their skin with the other three gangs, they did not bother to cover up what they had done, so they took everyone on board the boat that afternoon and set off mightily along the upper reaches of the Min River.
Nowadays, we have officially entered the cold winter season. The wind on the river is cold, and from time to time there will be a light snowfall, which makes people shiver all over.
The journey lasted for five days, and with Zhang Bowen, a native, it would be much more convenient to do things next.
"The places where bandits are entrenched throughout Brazil are all on this map. They are all scattered forces. Brother Chen, if you can conquer them, there are at least two thousand people, and Sichuanmen will definitely become the number one in the world.
Big gang."
Looking at the extremely detailed map on the ground, Chen Mu nodded.
"The old rule is that we are divided into three groups. This time we mainly focus on recruiting and surrendering. Those who can talk should try not to do anything. As for the Longchuan Village, after all the small forces have been cleared, we will gather together to take action."
Everyone nodded in agreement, but at the next moment, Qi Zeguang curiously pointed to a mountain range not far from Longchuan Village.
"Look at Mr. Zhang's painting method. This mountain range is so dangerous."
"Haha, this is where my master lives, Shu Mountain."
"Are there no bandits to seize such a good place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack?"
Zhang Bowen thought for a moment: "No, maybe these bandits can't bear to disturb me."
After the conversation ended, the things that needed to be explained were said. It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that the fleet finally arrived at its location.
Under Chen Mu's instructions, the troops were divided into three groups and headed towards the pre-demarcated bandit strongholds.
There are a total of twelve village entrances in the Brazil area. Except for Longchuan Village, most of the villages have only about two hundred people.
The terrain here is extremely steep, and it took a full day to reach the first mountain stronghold. However, under the fierce attack of Sichuan Gate, the stronghold gate was quickly breached.
Dozens of people were slaughtered, and nearly two hundred prisoners were taken in.
Regarding these people, Chen Mu was confident that he could subdue them. They were all thugs who were looking for money, and the Sichuan clan would be satisfied with that.
After collecting these people, Chen Mu and others rushed towards the next mountain stronghold.
But as we get closer, we can't help but find that the surrounding mountains are getting higher and higher. There are mountains all around, and there is only one road between the mountain gorges.
What happened next went smoothly. Two strongholds in a row all surrendered under Chen Mu's blade. Those who dared to resist were killed, and the number of prisoners reached nearly three hundred.
Seeing everyone in Sichuan Sect being so complacent, Chen Mu himself felt that everything was going too smoothly and was a little uneasy.
This was the fifth day of the bandit suppression. Chen Mu and everyone had arrived at Shushan where Zhang Bowen was.
Longchuan Village was Chen Mu's biggest target this time, and there were more than 500 bandits. Therefore, Chen Mu had to wait for Liu Jingtang and the others to meet up.
But now, Chen Mu was really shocked by this so-called Shushan.
There is a main mountain standing in it, and there are five subsidiary mountains around the main mountain. The cliffs are steep and majestic.
But the strange thing is that when Chen Mu passed by, there was no mountain road, and he didn't know how Zhang Bowen got up there.
However, there are five extremely long iron locks that run from the main mountain to five auxiliary mountains, and then link to the bottom of the mountain.
The mountain is surrounded by wind and snow. At first glance, it looks exactly like the ancestral home of a sect written in those cultivation novels.
"You... can't really fly with a sword, right? How do you usually get up there?"
Zhang Bowen smiled and said: "There is no flying sword in this world. If you don't see that iron basket, as long as I send a message, someone will pull us up."
Chen Muran nodded: "Do you have many people in your sect?"
"Hey, today's people are impetuous. Who is willing to live a life far away from the mortal world? In today's religion, people are no more than three."
Hearing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but regret that there were only three people left in such a large sect, and they were probably not far from extinction.
In the early morning of the next day, the other two teams finally arrived one after another.
It can be seen at a glance that there is almost no loss in killing the bandits in Brazil this time. This is what Chen Mu wants to see. A group of carefully trained killing machines will lose blood every time they die.
"Brother Mu, we directly captured more than two hundred people this time!"
"Brother-in-law, we also arrested more than two hundred people over there."
Seeing the two men coming forward to claim credit, Chen Mulang laughed and said: "Now the only one left is Longchuan Village. As long as this one is defeated, Bajun will be next, and then the entire Yizhou underworld will surrender to our Chuanmen!"
"
When Chen Mu waved his hand angrily, 1,500 people present raised their swords, and their morale increased greatly.
There is only one road from Shushan to Longchuan Village, but the distance is only ten miles. The group soon arrived at the gate of Longchuan Village.
Before the formation was called, a bandit with an extremely rough appearance poked his head out first.
"I don't think so. In order to expand his army, the current King of Shuchuan will target bandits like us."
The bandits he had encountered before were either angry or timid, but Chen Mu was a little surprised that the one in front of him was so fearless.
Chen Mu said calmly: "Surrender, lest anyone die."
"Haha, surrender? You don't know that there is an ambush in your body. It's ridiculous."
After saying that, the bandit picked up a horn and blew it hard.