Ximen Hao looked at the frightened people, holding the godhead in one hand and the bracelet in the other.
"Hand over the token and spare your life."
After a while, the soul in the godhead finally regained consciousness.
"You...you dare to kill me! This is a city! Do you want to break the rules?"
The godhead let out the fearful roar of an old man.
"Hmph! The rules are for you trash! Besides, there are restrictions here, and we have arranged formations. Who knows if I can kill you? Hand over the token, or I will drain your soul and refine it. Please
You can’t die!”
Ximen Hao said as the red divine power rolled in his hand and penetrated into the godhead with a strong killing aura.
"No! Don't! I'll hand it over! I'll hand it over!"
The old man of the Fox clan was finally afraid. Gods with endless longevity were all afraid of death, especially such non-fighting gods.
"bite!"
A golden token fell on the table, it was the token of a shop.
As for the house deed, in Zhanyou's hands, this is also his final bottom line.
No matter who this shop is making money for, the deed must never be let go, because it is the family's property.
"Where's the contract?"
Ximen Hao asked.
"Uncle, the contract is with the eldest lady. You have to go with her."
The old man replied quickly.
"Haha, forget it, the contract is for breaking the contract, as long as the house deed is no longer in her hands."
Ximen Hao smiled and glanced at Zhan Linghua.
Zhan Linghua nodded:
"The contract is with my father, and it is also the right of the family heads of all generations."
"Well, that's fine."
Ximen Hao said, waved his hand, and threw the godhead to a fox tribe woman.
The woman quickly caught the godhead, wrapped it up with divine power, put it away carefully, and waited until she returned to let the other party condense the body.
"Okay, all nine of you, hand over your tokens and go back to your fox clan. Otherwise, it won't be as simple as destroying your body."
Ximen Hao leaned on the chair and looked at the nine fox clansmen calmly, his imperial aura getting stronger and stronger.
The nine fox clan supervisors looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally they all looked at a middle-aged man in the true god stage at the same time.
Although they are in the true god stage, those who have devoured their godhood and become true gods probably have average combat capabilities, but they are the leaders among them.
The middle-aged man stood up and saluted Ximen Hao and Zhan Linghua:
"Third Miss, uncle, we need to report this matter to the eldest madam. It concerns our Qinghu clan."
"Hahaha! Fart! This is the Zhan family's property and none of your Qinghu clan's business!"
Ximen Hao laughed and cursed.
"But without us, the Green Fox Clan, these shops would have closed down long ago!"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly.
"Fuck! You are so poor!"
Ximen Hao is too lazy to talk nonsense.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord! Go!"
The god puppet shook his fly whisk, and a Yin-Yang fish hit it.
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly took out a shield to block it in front of him.
"Bang!"
The yin-yang fish hit the shield, and the man flew out instantly.
However, before it could fly to the wall, it was bounced back by a ray of light. Ji Wubing had already set up a formation here.
"Bang bang bang..."
When the opponent bounced back, Ximen Hao fired six shots, and all six bullets hit the opponent's head.
Instant kill!
"roar!"
Mo Lin grabbed the godhead, then opened his mouth to swallow the corpse and spit out a ring.
"Run!"
One of the remaining eight fox clansmen shouted loudly, and then the eight of them instantly transformed into eight green-furred foxes and rushed straight to the door.
As long as you leave here, there will be patrols outside.
"Hmph! Run?"
Ji Wubing suddenly sneered, waved his hand, and unleashed a burst of divine power. Instantly, the formation was revealed as a translucent light mask.
Most of those foxes were high-ranking gods, and the true gods also devoured the gods, and they were immediately bounced back by the formation.
"Take them all!"
Ximen Hao gave an order, and Dilong and others all took action.
The weakest one here is Gou Sheng, but this old boy has lived for countless years and has rich combat experience.
With a burst of banging and a burst of screams, the eight green foxes quickly turned into eight gods.
Finally, Mo Lin opened his big mouth, swallowed all the corpses, and spit out eight space treasures.
"Mom!"
The remaining twenty people finally reacted, and in an instant the massacre of ten people was completed.
They were so frightened that they left the table one by one, hid against the wall, and some even got under the table!
These supervisors who rarely leave the city have never seen such a scene.
Ximen Hao looked at the frightened supervisors coldly, spinning the Yuanli revolver on his fingers.
Zhan Linghua finally knew Ximen Hao's methods. In the past, he killed people to survive, but now, it was a massacre! A bloody massacre, not even a body was left behind!
Soon, eight forbidden gods were placed in front of Ximen Hao. Counting the one in his hand, there were nine in total. There was also one belonging to the earliest old man, who was hiding in the corner and trembling slightly.
"Hey! The team is destroyed! This is the result of disobedience!"
Ximen Hao also placed the godhead in his hand on the table. Due to the restriction, they could not speak or escape, and could only tremble slightly on the table.
The remaining twenty people all looked pale, and some even took out their supervisor tokens and placed them on the table without waiting for Ximen Hao to ask for them.
Soon, twenty supervisors put all the tokens on the table, especially the ten supervisors who owned some Fox Clan shares. Their bodies were shaking violently and they did not dare to breathe.
"Xiao Ji, these gods are handed over to you, let them take out the tokens, and then spare their lives."
Ximen Hao stood up and winked at Ji Wubing.
"Hehe! Don't worry, boss!"
Ji Wubing licked his lips pitifully, this guy was going to take revenge on society again.
"Sister Linghua, come with me."
Ximen Hao said, left the action, and called the twenty people by the way.
"You guys, come here."
"It's my uncle!"
How dare the twenty frightened supervisors disobey, and followed Ximen Hao one by one.
Ximen Hao and Zhan Linghua sat down at the other end of the table, while Ji Wubing was at the other end, starting to torture those gods with Mo Lin and others!
Ji Wubing is a formation master, and there are ten thousand ways to get those gods to hand over their tokens.
In order not to interfere with Ximen Hao's conversation with the supervisors, he also arranged a small formation and incorporated those gods into the formation.
For a time, there were screams and wailings in the formation, and golden tokens were taken out from the space treasure one after another.
Not only that, Ji Wubing also squeezed the wealth of these people!
These people are store managers. Although their salaries are not high, they earn a lot of gray income.
In fact, this method can only be suitable for these people. If those gods who are used to seeing life and death reach the point where their godhead is banned and know that they will eventually die, most of them will choose to commit suicide.
But these people are living a peaceful life in the city. How could they give up? As long as they can survive, they can do whatever they want!
Ximen Hao, on the other hand, sat at the other end, letting the supervisors line up on both sides, while he and Zhan Linghua sat on chairs, looking aloof.