That night, in a magnificent house, Du Gao was immersed in a bathhouse where warm water kept pouring out, closed his eyes and enjoying the services of several young female slaves.

He has been operating slave trading for a day or two. Although he has been wanted by several fortresses, he is still living well and has lived a very comfortable life.

The house in the No. 12 settlement is just one of his destinations. There is even a settlement in the wilderness where his nest is where he can operate it until now but has not been arrested. Du Gao naturally has his own set.

He had the force that could protect the slaves from rebelling. He had a private army with more than two hundred men and well-equipped troops to serve him at any time. He had five sublimators around him, led by a god of war with a rank of 5.

He has experienced many assassinations, but he has been protected by this team and has not died.

In addition, Du Gao has a huge network of relationships and has open and secret contacts with some high-ranking officials in the fortress. These high-ranking officials either collected his money or had a handle in his hands, or offered him various protections actively or passively.

But Du Gao was able to survive until now because of his keen sense of smell and the awareness of bowing his head when it was time to bow his head.

Only when you are alive can you make money make sense.

He has always adhered to this principle and lived a good life.

Tonight, as usual, he planned to take a bath and go to bed early. He has passed the absurd age of pursuing excitement, and he has basically experienced what he should play and what he should not play.

So now, even a few pretty female slaves who could almost be said to be naked were giving him a full body massage, Du Gao did not have any physical impulse.

If he needs it, there are some beauties that are more beautiful and know how to cater to men for him to enjoy, which is one of the benefits of having huge wealth.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps rang out.

Du Gao frowned with dissatisfaction. This was his time to relax. He had already told him not to disturb him if there was nothing important. He believed that his subordinates knew this very well, so now, the sound of footsteps may mean that something had happened.

Du Gaoqing opened his eyes unwillingly, waved his hand, and asked the female slaves to retreat, and then saw his confidant, a man who was reliable in his work rushed to the bathhouse: "Sir, something happened."

Du Gao's eyelids twitched: "What happened?"

"Just now, Butler Louis sent someone to inform us, Mr. Victor will leave the settlement of 12 tonight, and Elhoin will evacuate the mine."

"The settlements and mines will be followed by another man, and I heard that they came from the Scavenger City. Moreover, I have found out what happened outside the city in the evening. Victor's son, Jack, was killed, seemed to be the attack of the people of the church."

This series of news made the slave trader stunned. It took a long time to digest the information.

Du Gao frowned and thoughtfully: "Victor died a son and he honestly withdrew from the settlement and gave up the mine. It seems that this takeover is not simple."

His confidant said again: "There is news from Elhoin that Mr. Victor told us that this place will no longer belong to Elhoin tomorrow, so we can do it ourselves."

Du Gao said in a deep voice: "Mr. Victor hopes that we will cause trouble for the new takeover."

The confidant immediately said, "Sir, I'll let everyone prepare immediately."

"It's time to prepare, but..." Du Gao laughed, "but not the kind you think."

My confidant couldn't figure out what his master was thinking for a moment, so he had to shut up and wait quietly.

Dugao stood up from the bathhouse: "We and Elhoin are in a cooperative relationship, not their dog, so why should we listen to Victor's."

"And, the new takeover dares to kill Victor's son and forces Elhoin to leave the game. This is obviously not an ordinary person. Let's challenge such people. Do I feel that I have long life?"

The confidant asked carefully: "Sir, what should we do?"

"First give the new chief a group of the top and most beautiful female slaves. If he doesn't accept it, then we will give it money. I don't believe it. He doesn't want money or women. As long as he accepts it, everything will be fine."

"We just want to do business. Victor wants to grab territory, so he let them Erhoin come on his own. I won't be a gunman for him."

After Du Gao finished speaking, he glared at his confidant: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and send the gifts to me. I will sort them out and go to see the chief immediately..."

As he finished speaking, a dull tremor suddenly sounded outside, and then the room shook slightly and wisps of dust fell off.

"What's going on?"

"It seems like an explosion."

When Du Gao and his confidant were confused, a sublimator with blood on his face ran in and shouted hurriedly: "Mr. Du, we were attacked and the captain was killed."

"Old Kug and the others are trying their best to stop him, but I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him for long. You should leave the secret passage."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure suddenly rushed over. As soon as the sublimator turned around, he was killed in half by a long-handled battle axe!

Du Gao was so scared that his hands and feet were weak, and the female slaves even screamed and ran to the corner, huddled together, trembling.

Under the light, a strong man over two meters was covered in dark red armor, covered with nails, and in his hand was a blood-covered battle axe. The battle axe had a black skull pattern on the axe.

Two lines of blood gushed out of the black skull from his eye sockets, scarlet and dazzling.

Seeing this pattern, Du Gao suddenly shouted: "You are from Blood City, are you 'Black Bone' Quinn?"

"Yes, it's me." The strong man took off his helmet and showed a thick black hair. His face was covered with scars, which were hideous and terrifying, as if the head was sewn together randomly.

Du Gao pointed to his nose and said, "Do you still remember me? We used to drink wine together."

"A little impression." The strong man carried the battle axe on his shoulders and looked at the female slave in the corner and whistled, "You still know how to enjoy it."

Du Gao hurriedly said, "If you like it, you will give it to you all the female slaves. There must be some misunderstandings here. We are all in the same industry, so there is no need to do this."

"First of all, our Blood City has changed its career. We no longer touch the slave business, so I can't accept any of you female slaves. I don't want to be frozen into an ice sculpture by Boss Luther to be taken to the exhibition."

The strong man waved his hand and then said, "There is no misunderstanding here. Since you, Du Gao, are in the same group as Elhoin, you will have to die tonight. For the sake of our drinking together, I will let you die more."

Du Gao's face suddenly changed: "What, are you, Blood City and the new takeover..."

"Well, we are now serving that adult."

"Wait, wait."

Du Gao quickly waved his hand: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I have no relationship with Erhoin, we are just collaborators. I will not do anything for Victor. Please take me to see that adult. Du Gao is willing to provide that adult with a thousand slaves for free!"

The strong man laughed loudly, and he slowly put his helmet on again: "Du Gao, why do you think our Blood City changed careers? That's because that adult hates slave trading, and you actually want to send him slaves. Do you want to laugh to death?"

"Give up, that adult needs to convince the people in the city to get rid of the shadow of Elhoin, and the heads of you and Greyphon are essential."

After saying that, the strong man roared, and the battle axe lifted up, and the axe tip slashed into Du Gao's abdomen, and tore his body all the way up, hanging him on the battle axe.

Du Gao widened his eyes, unable to believe that he was dead like that.

.........

When the slave traders were attacked, Luther, the only leader of Blood City, came to a street with several subordinates. This street was Greyphon's territory. He blocked the streets, made drugs and traded transactions here, and turned it into a drug kingdom.

From afar, looking at the street, Luther sneered: "Protect me and ignore other things."

As he said that, he squatted down and pressed his hands on the ground. The star aggregates were constantly transformed into elemental energy, and then formed various abilities.

After a moment, the ground suddenly began to vibrate on the street that Greyphon mastered, and the frequency of the oscillation changed from low to high in just a few seconds.

In such high-frequency vibrations, cracks quickly appeared in factories and buildings, and the buildings began to collapse and collapse.

From a distance, people kept yelling and ran out of the building, but at this time, even the ground on the street began to appear.

Thick cracks clattered and quickly extended on the streets, expanding to both sides, swallowing men.

Some lucky guys escaped from the collapsed building and escaped the devour of the cracks. They came to the exit of the street and tried to escape to other parts of the city. But at this time, they saw a large amount of mud and sand suddenly sprayed out of the exit of the street, and then the exit broke, separating the street from other parts of the settlement.

Immediately afterwards, the ground arched one after another, and they kept rising upwards like a solidified "wave", or a huge high wall.

Such situations are also happening elsewhere in the street. The ground is lifted by invisible force, forming solidified "waves". They rise from all directions, gradually blocking the night and blocking the moonlight.

The surviving people retreated to the center of the street in horror, and then saw in despair that the 'waves' packages swept down, swallowing the buildings and flooding the streets, and hundreds of tons of sand and stone completely buried the street.

At this time, Luther stood up and said lightly: "Find Greyphin's body, cut off his head, and bring it back to me."

"Yes." Several subordinates nodded, and then rushed to the streets that were flooded with sand and stones without any signs of life.

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Chapter completed!