After Duan Zifa learned the explosive news, he sat on the sofa and relaxed for about ten minutes before recovering from the shock and dizziness.

Nearly twenty people, all formal members trained by the Eastern Alliance, plus their leader Huang Biao, are all dead?!

This... this is incredible!

"Quick! Go find my big brother! Tell him something happened!"

Finally, Duan Zifa supported his bald head, suddenly remembered that he had a brother, and immediately stood up and shouted.

"yes!"

Ma Zai responded, turned around and ran away.

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At twelve o'clock at noon, the splendid large conference room was filled with smoke.

All the eloquent leaders of Donglian gathered together. Seven or eight middle-aged men gathered around, smoking cigarettes in silence.

For a while, the atmosphere was very gloomy.

"What on earth is going on?" Duan Zitao, who was in the first place, put out his cigarette butt and turned to look at Duan Zi and asked.

Duan Zifa was sitting on the chair, his eyes were scarlet, his face was sallow and he was dazed. His usually shiny bald head no longer reflected any light at this time.

When something happened to Huang Biao, half of his direct lineage died, which dealt him a very heavy blow both psychologically and in terms of power.

"Xiaofa!" Duan Zitao knocked on the table and shouted with a frown.

"Huh?" Duan Zifa came back to his senses, spit out half of the cigarette butt in his mouth, and said with a depressed expression: "The two boys who came back said that it seems that Biaozi and the others encountered a big zombie."

"And..." Duan Zifa gritted his teeth and said, "And on the way to chase King Kong, I was attacked by Ling Tian. The ghost I buried in the King Kong Gang also had Ling Tian beheaded."

"Oh~" Duan Zitao got angry on the spot after hearing his brother's words, and felt his gums burning and hurting.

"Don't get angry. You're running around in the infected area. That's all. If you don't transform, sooner or later you will have this day." Duan Zitao looked at his dumb brother who was struck by Ling Tian and comforted him with some distress.

One sentence.

"Brother, Ling Tian has joined forces with the Jingang Gang and is already shitting on our heads. Do we still have to endure it?" Duan Zifa shouted anxiously.

Looking at his slightly crazy brother in front of him, Duan Zitao suddenly fell into a dilemma.

Even now, Duan Zitao is still unwilling to use all his gang's strength to go to the infected area to annihilate the Vajra Gang or Ling Tian.

As long as his core strength and interests are not damaged, in Duan Zitao's opinion, it will just be the death of a few horsemen, and there is no need to do such a wasteful thing.

But now, his younger brother has stood up for him with just two words. People from all walks of life are observing the reaction of him, the head of the Eastern Alliance. If he doesn't order Ling Tian to be killed, it will be difficult to convince the crowd, and the future team will be like this.

It’s not easy to carry.

Just when Duan Zitao felt a pain in his head, a phone call suddenly came over.

"Dingling bell~"

Looking at the unfamiliar number on the phone screen, Duan Zitao immediately sat up straight and waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Hello, hello." Duan Zitao answered the phone.

"Boss Duan, I have long admired your name!" A young man's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Who are you?"

"I am Jiang Zhengmin, consul of the New District Consulate in Changji."

"Haha, Consul Jiang, I've been waiting for your call, but I've been waiting for a long time." Duan Zitao chuckled and asked knowingly: "What can I do for you?"

"Haha, it's not a big deal. It's not that my people didn't understand the rules before and came to your territory to arrest people and shoot them, causing you a lot of trouble. I'm making this call mainly to express my apology."

"Oh~ It's not a problem, it's not a problem. Your men are always here with me. They are eating, drinking and resting."

"Hahaha, is that right? Then let's do this, Boss Duan, you find a time and I will pick up my subordinates and set up a table to apologize to you in Tabei."

"Okay, Consul Jiang, let's contact you by phone."

"Okay, bye."

"goodbye."

Just like that, the two old foxes hung up the phone after hinting to each other.

Does Jiang Zhengmin really just want to get those few Ma Chai back? Of course not, such thugs who can be found with just money are everywhere in this turbulent era.

He just needs an opportunity and an excuse to get in touch with Duan Zitao.

After hanging up the phone, Duan Zitao waved everyone away and started talking to Duan Zifa alone in the room.

…

On the other side, infection area No. 0130.

In an open space on the west side of the King Kong gang camp, King Kong and Jasmine were leading the crowd to hold a funeral to commemorate and mourn the clan members who died this time.

The sun shines on the ground, shining on the newly erected tombstones. Small yellow-white flowers and some food, tobacco and alcohol are placed on the simple graves, which represents the longing and sorrow of Jasmine, King Kong and others for the deceased.

"Dear friends and family, today you return to the embrace of the earth and sleep happily forever. You no longer need to be frightened or hungry. I hope you will no longer suffer hardships and setbacks in your next life. We will always remember you.

Your efforts and dedication, your names will forever be..."

After the eulogy was finished, everyone bowed their heads in silence. Ling Tian and Che Si stood outside the cemetery, leaning on the fence and smoking quietly.

Feeling the deep sorrow and solemnity in the venue, Ling Tian's rough heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

In fact, under the tomb, most of the clothes and belongings of the deceased were buried, because in the environment like last night, there was no chance to carry the body back.

Only those who died after returning from serious injuries could lie down in the deep soil and sleep peacefully under the care of their families.

Under the sun, Ling Tian squinted his eyes and raised his head, put the lit cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, let the nicotine circulate fully in his lungs, and then slowly exhaled it from between his mouth and nose.

It's obvious that he enjoys tobacco.

"When are we going to start?" Che Si beside him suddenly asked softly. He doesn't smoke or drink, and he is a person without any bad habits.

"The sooner the better, hoo~" Ling Tian exhaled a puff of smoke, then stood up straight and put out the cigarette butt on the fence: "If you have something to do, you have to do it quickly. I have a hunch that as soon as we leave, the lion and the

Dong Chun will not stop, I miss Liu Hong and Zhanzi."

"Well, I have the same idea as you." Che Si nodded.

"After the funeral is over, I'll go talk to King Kong and ask him to provide some support. We don't need anyone to send anyone, but we need to borrow some people."

"good."

Twenty minutes later, the funeral officially ended, and everyone in the King Kong Gang returned to their respective posts and began a new day of work and life.

Ling Tian and Che Si also stopped King Kong directly.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" King Kong looked at the two people in front of him with a puzzled look.

"There is indeed something wrong." Ling Tian scratched his head and then said calmly.
Chapter completed!