Monkey Head Gang.

The monkeys' bodies were placed in one place, lined up in a row.

The gang leaders gathered together and looked at the large number of monkey corpses on the ground with grim expressions on their faces.

An elder lowered his head, examined the area, and then used his fingers to draw out the poison from the monkey's body.

The poison was extremely black, floating in the air like a puff of black smoke, and the air became slightly hot.

"It's fire poison."

“That’s hard to check.”

Huoshi Mountain is filled with endless geothermal heat, red flames and fire poison.

It can be said that the fire poison is very abundant. In the period when Huoshi Mountain was not blocked, as long as the cultivators entered the Red Flame Demon Melting Cave, they would be able to condense the fire poison.

With such abundant raw materials, it is very convenient for monks to make fire poison, which makes it difficult for the top leaders of the Monkey Head Gang to follow this clue and conduct investigation.

Yuan Er's face was gloomy.

He had just mobilized all the elders to explain the current major crisis of the gang. When he was in urgent need of monkeys to demonstrate his own value, one third of his monkey pets died!

The elders all looked at Yuan Er.

There was worry, expectation and scrutiny in their eyes.

Compared with his father Yuan Yi, Yuan Er has been in power for only a few years. He has not made many achievements and is unable to convince the public.

Now, the entire gang is facing danger. Can this young monk take the helm?

"Boss, what should we do now?" an elder asked directly in a testing tone.

Yuan Er thought for a moment and said, "We can't do without a monkey pet!"

"If we can't demonstrate our value, the persimmon picking business will no longer be ours."

"Hurry up and search and buy other monkeys to replenish our strength!"

The elders all frowned.

"Even if we do this, we won't be able to train these monkeys to maturity in a short period of time."

"All I can say is, it's better than nothing."

"No, I think impatience is a bad thing. If the monkeys are not well trained, they will fail to pick the persimmons during the festival and cause the persimmon forest to explode. Such a result will be even worse for us!"

"You may not know yet? There are very few monkeys on the market, and many monkeys near the fairy city have been killed." An elder spoke.

"Is there such a thing?" The others were surprised, and Yuan Er also cast a probing look.

The elder who spoke nodded: "Recently, the Monster Hunting Association has received a large number of orders to capture wild monkeys alive."

“Even on the black market, people are buying monkey pets at high prices.”

Yuan Er narrowed his eyes immediately: "Who is buying it?"

"Is this the same person who poisoned our pet monkey?"

The elders frowned in thought.

They all felt a chill.

"Boss, someone is targeting us."

"This is a trap. Someone is setting it up to murder us!"

"Who could it be?"

An elder stared at Yuan Er and said, "Boss, the enemy is bullying you to this extent, why are you still hesitating?"

"Find them and kill them!"

"If the old boss was still alive, he would definitely not hesitate."

Yuan Er's face turned pale, and he almost cursed out loud: "Bullshit!"

How to fight this? According to the current situation, the force that poisoned their monkey pet is most likely the Frisbee Workshop.

The workshop owner, Chen Cha, is the mechanical monk who designed and manufactured the mechanical Fire Monkey.

If the Monkey Head Gang performs poorly in the Fire Persimmon Festival, his Mechanical Fire Monkey will seize the market, win the business of picking fire persimmons, and make a fortune.

Chen Cha is not the important thing; the important thing is the Fei Si behind him.

Then he would be embarrassed.

It is definitely impossible to hold him accountable.

But if he didn't pursue the matter, people would feel weak and disappointed, and his position as the leader of the gang would be seriously shaken.

Immediately, Yuan Er stared at the elder who proposed to go to war, and his heart was filled with the urge to strangle him to death.

He knew that this elder had always coveted the position of gang leader.

That's what gangs are like.

It is neither a family nor a sect. There is no blood relationship, nor a master-disciple relationship. It is mainly about interests. Whoever is strong will make the decision, whoever can lead everyone to get rich together will be the leader! The elders are very good at playing tricks, and a squeeze puts Yuan Er in a dilemma.

Yuan Er thought quickly in his heart and pretended to be in deep thought: "This is not the focus now."

He looked at the many monkey corpses on the ground and said, "Many of these monkeys are my uncle's descendants. With such a big incident, we must first ask his opinion."

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In an instant, the tense atmosphere of running and intimidation disappeared.

Although the old gang leader Yuan Yi passed away, he left behind his pet - Yuan Dasheng!

This Fire-Melting Demon Ape fought side by side with Yuan Yi, started from scratch, and built the foundation of the Monkey Head Gang step by step. Now, he is the backbone of the gang! When Yuan Dasheng was mentioned, all the elders were stunned.

Most people can't help but feel a deep sense of awe.

Yuan Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave: "Uncle Monkey is sleeping, I'll go call him."

Everyone hurriedly said, "Let the monkey sleep until noon, don't disturb his sweet dream."

Yuan Er insisted: "That's you guys. I told it to wake up, so it's fine. Don't follow me, in case my uncle Monkey gets upset and beats you up."

Yuan Er left leisurely, and none of the elders dared to follow him.

Yuan Er left alone, a smug look evident from his back.

Many elders couldn't help but complain in their hearts: "What a man relying on the monkey's power!"

Yuan Er went into the tent.

Then I saw an old ape lying on its side and sleeping soundly.

It is huge in size, with thick dark red fur and a very sturdy body.

Its body is covered with scars of varying sizes, which add to the old ape's vicissitudes and tough temperament.

Yuan Er subconsciously lightened his footsteps, came to the front, and called softly: "Uncle Dasheng, Uncle Dasheng."

"Da Sheng, Da Sheng..."

Yuan Dasheng took long breaths, and as he called out, he vaguely dreamed of his old master Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi came back with ragged clothes and unkempt hair, holding a wooden barrel, with a happy look on his face: "Look what I got back?"

"It was the leftovers from Yan Hong Lou. I went there at the right time and they hadn't thrown them away yet. I grabbed a big bucket of it!"

"What a treat! What a treat!"

Yuan Yi ran to the monkey and placed the barrel on the ground.

"I gave you a great name! Dasheng, Dasheng. It's such a blessing to have so many leftovers for every meal."

When monkeys are still growing, they are very generous.

He had smelled the fragrance long ago, and he dived into the bucket impatiently, eating voraciously.

Soon, it wiped out the entire meal.

As soon as it sat down, it heard Yuan Yi's stomach growling.

It was stunned immediately.

Yuan Yi grinned: "Hehe. I've eaten it, I've eaten it!"

The monkey's cheeks bulged high, that was the last bite of food.

It chewed slower.

(End of this chapter)