No one paid any attention to Feng Shiyi who tried to escape. After their leader was assassinated, the members of the Iron Palm Gang were thrown into chaos and surrounded him.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"Hurry up and save the leader."

…

After a while, Doug was surrounded by the Iron Palm Gang. He stopped stabbing Qiu Yuanlang in the back and put the small flying knife against the back of his neck. He used a little force with the tip of the knife and pierced the skin. "Boss Qiu, tell them to stop."

"Don't move."

Qiu Yuanlang shouted while panting.

Except for the first two knives, the stabs in the back were not deep, but he couldn't withstand Du Ge's frequent stabs! No matter how strong his internal strength was, he felt pain when he was stabbed, and he felt dizzy when he bled too much. He felt that his lower back was about to be stabbed into a sieve, not to mention that Du Ge's first two knives injured his lungs. At this time, he was a little bit unable to hold on.

Moreover, he could feel that the arm that Doug had around his neck was getting stronger and stronger. If he continued to struggle, he would be suffocated to death if not stabbed to death by the knife.

Qiu Yuanlang originally didn't quite believe that Feng Qi was a demon possessed by someone else, but now, he believed it.

He knew how strong his palm power was, and he also knew that Feng Qi's arm was broken into several pieces by him. It would take a hundred days to recover from the broken bones. But in just a short moment, Feng Qi's arm had recovered as before, and its strength was much greater than before. It is absolutely impossible for a human to have such recovery ability. He is a demon.

If the two continue to fight, he will definitely be the first to die.

"Let go of the leader, or you will die without a burial place." A hall master held a long knife, stared at Doug, and shouted sternly.

Another leader captured Wang San, put a long sword to his neck, and threatened: "Let go of the leader, or I will kill your companions first."

Wang San was still holding the severed hand he had picked up earlier, rubbing it obsessively, as if he was unaware of his current situation. He would occasionally look up at Feng Qi with a resentful look in his eyes, but said nothing.

The knife was already on his neck. He didn't dare to speak. What if the other party cut his neck in fear? Who would he go to for justice? "It's useless to threaten me with him. For the sake of justice, anyone can sacrifice, Feng Qi can, and Wang San can, too." Doug's eyes flashed with madness. "If I, Feng Qi, die, there will naturally be thousands of Feng Qis standing up and continuing to fight against you."

"Do you think I won't dare to kill him just because of what you said? Let the leader go." The hall master pressed down with his sword, and a blood mark immediately appeared on Wang San's neck. However, the blood mark slowly healed as Wang San rubbed his severed hand.

Even so, Wang San still shivered subconsciously.

"You release the leader and I will release him." said the hall master anxiously.

Is this the classic bad guy in movies and TV shows who threatens the good guy with a hostage? He won't fall for that! "Kill him!" Doug chuckled, "If you have accurate information, you should know that I didn't know him a day ago. Besides, the competition between the demons is inherently hostile. If you kill him, I won't lose anything."

“……”That person.

"Did you hear me? I told you long ago that catching me is useless." Wang San said dimly.

"Han Zuo, let him go." Qiu Yuanlang glanced at him and said loudly.

"Boss." The hall master named Han Zuo hesitated for a moment and did not move.

"Let him go. I'm not dead yet. Will my words be useless?" Qiu Yuanlang said sternly.

"Yes, boss." Han Zuo's expression darkened and he let go of Wang San unwillingly.

Wang San looked at him with contempt, then stood leisurely next to Duger, holding the severed hand in his collection.

"Boss Qiu, Feng Qi killed you in order to uphold justice in the martial arts world..." Doug insisted.

"The underworld is full of scumbags. Who dares to say that the five sects and three schools are clean? How can we have the status we have today without taking advantage of others?" Qiu Yuanlang sneered, "If you kill me, will the underworld be clean?"

He panted a few times, "Mr. Qi, you have magical powers, and I have martial arts. If we work together, we can control the Iron Palm Gang and enjoy wealth and glory. Isn't that wonderful? Mr. Qi is a smart man. If he really wanted to be righteous, he would have killed Qiu long ago. Why would he pretend to be so righteous and hold me hostage..."

"Boss Qiu, I can't change the evil trends in the martial arts world by my own strength, so I didn't kill you!" Doug suddenly laughed. He looked at the two hall masters and the gang members who were watching him eagerly, and said, "Boss, there are hundreds of demons in the world. For their own selfish interests, the demons may cause chaos in the martial arts world at any time. Every time I think about this situation, I feel heartbroken.

Therefore, I not only want to uphold the morality of the martial arts world, but also want to quell the upcoming turmoil and maintain peace in the martial arts world. Boss Qiu, my original intention is to ask you to help me, borrow the power of the Iron Palm Gang, and together we can uphold justice in the martial arts world. Drive away the demons and restore peace to the martial arts world..."

"..." Wang San's breathing stagnated, and he suddenly understood Feng Qi's intention. This guy really overturned the table again. He was determined to rush all the way to his death! ——What a psycho!

Qiu Yuanlang spat out a mouthful of blood. If you want to deal with someone, just deal with them. Why do you need such a high-sounding excuse? If you want to win me over, you have to beat me up first. Can't you just talk it over? Is there anyone who does things this way?

Uphold the moral principles of the underworld? Ugh!

"Okay, I promise you." Qiu Yuanlang said anxiously.

"Boss Qiu agreed so readily, is there something fishy going on?" Doug asked after a pause.

"What a lie." Qiu Yuanlang said angrily, "Don't you know how many times you stabbed me? If I continue to negotiate with you, I will be dead. If I die, who will make the decision?"

"..." Doug was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly, "Boss Qiu has a point."

"If you want to cooperate, quickly find someone to treat my injuries..." Qiu Yuanlang, who had been holding on, knew Doug's true request. The willpower supporting him instantly relaxed. He said something quickly, his body softened, and he quickly fell into a coma.

Doug's arm around his neck suddenly sank. He quickly exerted force to hold Qiu Yuanlang back. He stretched out his hand to feel his breath and shouted hurriedly, "Han Zuo, what are you doing? Why don't you find someone to treat the gang leader's injury? If the gang leader is dead, you will be the sinner of the Iron Palm Gang."

"..." Han Zuo choked, NMB, it was clearly you who seriously injured the gang leader, how come his death is my responsibility.

Even though he complained, he didn't dare to be negligent. He glared at Doug fiercely, then jumped back to the gang to find a doctor.

The rest of the gang still surrounded Doug with a fierce look in their eyes, fearing that he would run away.

Douge smiled slightly, holding Qiu Yuanlang with his arm around his neck, and with his other hand, he placed a flying knife against his throat. He looked at the remaining hall master and said, "Hall Master, please restrain the gang members. The gang leader and I have just reached a cooperation agreement, and I don't want his death to destroy the peace that is about to come to the martial arts world. Then Feng Qi will become a sinner for the entire martial arts world."

…

Wang San glanced at Dug and his heart was shocked. Damn, this guy actually did it!

It's only been two days! Feng Qi actually held a quasi-first-class expert hostage and turned a second-tier gang into his own helper. Is there any justice in the world? He calmly clicked on his personal information and glanced at his ranking, which had risen to 33. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily. Following the drumbeat, he had advanced more than 200 people. Feng Qi, who led this matter, must have ranked first in the simulation field!

…

Among the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang, a small fry who witnessed the whole process opened his eyes wide and looked at Du Ge and Wang San in disbelief. He was almost going crazy.

Who are these two? They are so fierce!

I finally established myself in the Iron Palm Gang and was looking for an opportunity to climb up, but you took the Iron Palm Gang away, which makes me look so incompetent!

(End of this chapter)