The next moment.
Wan Zhuliu extended his right fist, the red lines on it were particularly bright. Amidst the swirling red mist, the entire fist was like a red-hot iron, rapidly consuming the water vapor in the air and emitting bursts of white smoke.
laugh!
The sound of breaking air was then heard, followed by a violent scream.
The people around covered their ears and fled frantically.
Boom!
A punch directly exploded the air, violent explosions sounded, and violent air waves continued to sweep around!
The enormous force caused the entire courtyard of the Bu Gang headquarters to shake, grass and trees flew everywhere, the nearby wooden pavilion shook wildly, and tiny cracks appeared on the outer courtyard wall.
The fist swept past with great force and collided with Zhong Bo's flaming palm.
The heat wave in his face instantly blew him away.
Along with one of the opponent's arms, it instantly disappeared, leaving only half of the burnt shoulder.
The extremely high temperature energy directly enveloped the entire area in white mist.
The scorching power was like a furnace. An ordinary person would be burned to a charred corpse upon encountering it.
Plop!
Uncle Zhong fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bright red liquid from his mouth. His entire face looked as if it was burning in a raging fire, with the skin turned over and the red flesh oozing juice.
He looked at the burly figure who was unharmed, with even the cloak still firmly on his head, and completely collapsed.
"Impossible, who are you, Tian Dao? Who are you? I am the leader of the Bu Gang, I am in the Concentrated Spirit Realm..."
The crazy Zhong Bo was already talking nonsense.
Wan Zhuliu ignored him, jumped up, and grabbed the other person's head, "Your technique is very interesting, leave it to me!"
"No, it's impossible..."
"Alas!" Wan Zhuliu sighed, "It's such a pity that this technique is lost in your hands!"
"What do you want to do?" Wu Zhong's eyes were gloomy and panicky.
"Then keep this technique and die!"
boom!
The terrifying force exploded, and Wu Zhong's head was instantly blown apart. His brain mixed with blood splattered everywhere, splashing all over the bluestone slabs.
Plop!
The headless body fell heavily to the ground.
Wan Zhuliu leaned over and felt around him.
A moment later.
A golden token and a feather talisman fell into his hands.
There was a word "Cong" on the golden token. It was the first time he saw it and he didn't know what it was.
It was the feather talisman that caught his attention.
It was a feather talisman identical to the one used by the members of the Feather Tribe. The only difference was the style, and it was slightly less exquisite.
Moreover, Wan Zhuliu had seen him somewhere else before.
"Is this the unique feather talisman used by members of the Tianjilouski?"
He thought for a moment, put it away, and then continued searching.
A moment later.
Two somewhat old parchment books appeared in his hands.
[Flame Palm], [Power Devouring Technique].
Wan Zhuliu was suddenly delighted.
The Flame Palm was secondary, but he was very curious about the Power Devouring Technique.
He immediately flipped through it and quickly took notes on the panel.
Then he slowly looked at Hong Youling.
Because he was wearing a mask, the other party didn't know who he was, so he was a little panicked. He took two steps back and spoke in panic, "You, who are you?"
Wan Zhuliu smiled faintly.
"I am the master of the Black Wind Hall. You are quite good. We in the Black Wind Hall can support you in becoming the leader of the Cloth Gang, but you must submit to us. How do you do that?"
"impossible!"
Hong Youling refused sternly, "You want me to be a puppet?"
"Of course you can refuse!"
Wan Zhuliu smiled faintly and walked out of the headquarters.
I believe that it won’t be long before I can receive good news from Xia Shi.
Hong Youling stared at him coldly, not knowing what she was thinking.
After returning to the Black Wind Hall, Wan Zhuliu walked with his hands behind his back in the courtyard arranged for him by Hu Er.
The women who had been ravaged by him would come out from time to time to greet him, and then retreat back to their own circles.
After all, it's a transaction and there is no so-called affection between the two parties.
Wan Zhuliu didn't care how they felt.
However, for the few who were already pregnant, a doctor was specially arranged to prepare medicinal porridge for them every day to nourish the fetus and the spirit.
Although there is still a long way to go before giving birth, in order to win at the starting line, you must start with pregnancy.
He is now looking forward to the birth of all the children.
With the feedback from the children on his skills, he doesn't have to work so hard anymore.
Although his body can bear it, human time is limited, and he can only grit his teeth and persevere for three, five, or even ten more days.
If the number reaches hundreds or thousands, you will become a complete tool.
Inevitably boring.
White flour buns are delicious, but if you eat them every day, you will get tired of them.
We will have to make good arrangements in this regard in the future.
Putting these thoughts behind him, he recalled Zhongbo's identity.
Originally, Wan Zhuliu wanted to take down the Bu Gang directly.
But after learning that this Zhong Bo was actually from Tianji Tower, he couldn't help but secretly be wary of him.
To be honest, he had no idea to what extent Tianji Tower had control over him now.
But according to what Gong Yu from Xuanwu Division said last time, the other party secretly helped him hide some information.
So, it’s best not to show up in public now.
Think of this.
He changed into a new set of clothes, which was the robe he brought from Luozhou.
At the same time, he ordered Hu Er to call back Xia Shi and others, and only plundered the property of the Cloth Gang, without going any further.
It was not until dusk that he arrived at the Bu Gang.
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