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Chapter 4: Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

In the deadly night, Mr. Lang Liu's angry shout was so conspicuous.

"Gangmaster, we are patrolling nearby..."

Several night patrol gang members were passing by this area with torches.

After hearing Mr. Lang Liu's shout, the man in charge looked around.

Seeing that there was no one else nearby except them, the man quickly stepped forward a few steps, walked to the door of Mr. Lang Liu's bedroom, and responded.

"How many of you?"

When he opened the bedroom door, Mr. Lang Liu was a little suspicious. He looked up and down at the people in front of him.

"You guys are here just in time. There is a corpse in my room. Drag it out and feed the dog directly!"

Pointing at the woman on the wooden bed who had completely lost her breath, Mr. Lang Liu hesitated for a moment and he said.

No one likes it, he lives in the same room with the dead, and so does it.

Although the woman who died on the wooden bed was the wife he married into the house, in the eyes of Mr. Lang Liu, it was just a tool.

What's more, women who died at his hands had completely lost any value of use, and it was meaningless to continue to stay in his bedroom.

"Okay, gang leader!"

The little leader named Zhang smiled and nodded quickly.

He instructed the two minions behind him to walk into the bedroom, wrap the body of the woman on the wooden bed in a sheet, and drag it out.

After those subordinates left, Mr. Lang Liu closed the bedroom door.

He felt something was wrong. The murderous intent he felt just now seemed to come from the bedroom, not from outside.

He carefully checked the entire room, inside, inside, outside, but he did not find any abnormality at all.

"Is it possible? Is this the situation happening because of the conflict with the Qingsnake Gang a few days ago that made me feel a little nervous?"

Frowning, he walked back and forth a few steps in the bedroom, and Mr. Lang Liu thought to himself.

...

Outside the bedroom of Mr. Lang Liu, there is a bush of bushes that are more than ten meters away.

Lu Yun's head came out, and he gasped for several times.

He was just now hiding under the bed of Mr. Lang Liu.

Of course, the only one who exposed the ground was his head, and most of his body was still left in the soil.

Because of his vision, he couldn't see clearly what Mr. Lang Liu did.

However, when Mr. Lang Liu talked to himself, he could hear clearly.

This beast, who married his sister Lu Ping, to enter the house, was actually to use her body to refine pills?

After accidentally hearing such an amazing inside story, Lu Yun could not continue to keep his emotions as usual.

A true warrior has a sharp sense of five senses, which is far better than ordinary people.

The moment Lu Yun's murderous intent filled his heart, Mr. Lang Liu had already noticed it.

At the moment when he shouted angrily, Lu Yun's heart really touched his throat.

Although his talent is extremely powerful, Lu Yun's own physical fitness is too poor.

He couldn't keep his breath for long, and his speed of running underground was very limited, and he could not compare with the speed of ordinary people running on the ground.

If Mr. Lang Liu really discovered him hiding under the ground, with the strength of the warrior, Lu Yun would definitely be in danger.

"Dare you dare to attack my sister and want to use my sister's body to refine elixirs? Mr. Lang Liu must die!"

"But now, I am no match for Mr. Lang Liu at all. If you rashly fight him, it will definitely be a disaster!"

"Strength! I need stronger strength!"

"Although the Yin-Yang Spirit Fetal Pill is extremely vicious, this thing can definitely improve my strength a lot!"

"Evil Dog Fist is not at all. I want to have stronger strength and obtain a more advanced martial art, which is also my current priority."

With a lot of thoughts in my heart, Lu Yun's eyes fell directly on the bedroom not far away, Mr. Lang Liu's.

Does the martial arts he needs exist? Lu Yun didn't know, but he knew that the Yin-Yang Spirit-Feeding Pill that Mr. Lang Liu had just refined was indeed in that room.

"It is simply unrealistic to take away the elixir from under Mr. Lang Liu's nose."

"I wonder if the plan to transfer the tiger away from the mountain is feasible? I hope that the Yin-Yang Spiritual Fetal Pill will not carry it with you anytime, anywhere."

Frowning, Lu Yun thought for a while, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Not far away, several Black Wolf Gang Night Patrol Gang members holding torches walked around the neighborhood for a long time and began to patrol here again.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Yun's body sank into the soil under him again.

...

Under Mr. Lang Liu's bedroom, there is an underground secret room.

Mr. Lang Liu sat cross-legged and in front of him, a booklet was carefully opened by him.

Six or seven years ago, he lived in a ruined temple and was an ordinary gang member in a gang called the Beggar Gang.

It was not until he met Master Zhiguang that his fate had truly undergone fundamental changes.

The booklet in front of him was a practice technique called Tianlang Jin.

This technique is one of the spoils obtained by Master Zhiguang after he killed a bad guy.

Although Tianlang's power is much stronger than the Evil Dog Fist, because the content in the booklet is somewhat incomplete, it is already its limit to practicing to the fourth level of martial arts with this technique.

If this were not the case, Master Zhiguang would not have thrown this thing to a registered disciple like Mr. Lang Liu.

You know, Master Zhiguang has taken a lot of registered disciples like Mr. Lang Liu.

It is called a registered disciple, but in fact, this is just a chess piece he took casually.

The way Master Zhiguang trains these disciples is to throw a copy of the martial arts to them, and then let them die and develop freely.

Only when he can survive to this day and become the leader of a gang, Mr. Lang Liu is cruel enough, yin enough, and poison enough, can he reach this day.

The bedroom above is just the residence of Mr. Lang Liu on the surface.

In fact, at night, whether he sleeps or practices, he is basically in this secret room underground.

After all, his nominal wife has always been lying on the wooden bed in the bedroom.

When she first entered the house, the woman was full of flesh and blood and beautiful, but after only ten or twenty days, she would be skinny and bone-like, like a skeleton.

For ninety-nine or eighty-one consecutive days, the elixir was irrigated every day. This was the task of Mr. Lang Liu, and he could not refuse.

When he was sleeping, he still held such a skeleton airs. He could not accept such a thing no matter what.

It is precisely because of these reasons that this secret room exists.

"There is a fire, everyone get up quickly and put out the fire!"

"Damn it, why did the granary fire occur? If this place is burned out, where can the food come from to support the hundreds of our Black Wolf Gangs?"

"Million pot and water bucket, find out all the things that can hold water. Go to the wellhead to fetch water. Don't worry about other places. There is absolutely no problem in the granary!"

...

There were noise and noise everywhere. Although the secret room where Mr. Lang Liu was located was underground, its ventilation performance was good. The sounds outside also came to his ears while sitting cross-legged.

"How come the fire suddenly caught a fire in the middle of the night?" Mr. Lang Liu stood up.

As the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, such a thing happened at the base, so it was naturally impossible for him to ignore it.
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