Chapter 1322 Internal Strife in Dongxing

Although the Smiling Tiger stopped these two guys, the seeds of hatred have been planted in their hearts. Once this kind of thing takes root, it will soon sprout.

The next day, the two sides set up their battle formations, and the two bosses also showed up. Naturally, they should talk first, and then everyone would take action.

The white-headed man pointed his finger at Zhao Yiming and said: "You little bastards are really brave. You dare to play tricks on me. Today I will let you know how powerful our Dongxing is."

Zhao Yiming curled his lips disdainfully and said, "You are just a bunch of rabble. I don't know where you got the courage. We don't provoke you, but you dare to step on our heads. You really think we are giving you nothing."

The white-headed man roared angrily: "You are really rampant, let's see how I deal with you next."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the crow and said, "Take the people up and teach them a lesson!"

Crow yawned and said, "I had a bad meal last night, and my feet are still weak now. Why don't we let the other brothers go first and wait until I have a rest."

The white-headed man was furious when he heard this, but looking at the other party's angry look, there was nothing he could do to him. He could only snort from his nose and then go to give orders to others.

Mai Yidao said with the same smile: "That really disappoints the boss. Yesterday Brother Crow and I ate from the same lunch box. I was worse than him and I couldn't even hold the knife steady."

The die-hards of Crow were shouting there, but they didn't want to take action anyway, and these people were the main force here. They were determined not to take action, and their combat power dropped by more than half.

Zhao Yiming keenly observed this from a distance, and immediately led his men to kill him, as if he would take advantage of your illness to kill you.

When Crow saw the opponent coming to kill him, instead of leading anyone to meet him, he took the lead in shouting, turned around and ran towards his rear.

With this guy taking the lead, his hardcore subordinates naturally ran with him. When the remaining brothers saw that the main fighting force had fled, staying here would mean death, so they might as well run with him!

This time it was really lively. What was originally an evenly matched fight now turned completely one-sided. Dongxing was defeated like a mountain and was quickly defeated.

Zhao Yiming had a smile in his eyes and killed the white-headed man.

When the Smiling Tiger saw the opponent charging towards him with great momentum, he even winked at his subordinates. Those subordinates were shouting, but in fact they quickly dodged to both sides and managed to escape.

Pulsatilla was also a strong man back then. He was able to follow the camel and fight in this situation. His skills were quite good. He raised his head to the sky and roared, and rushed towards Zhao Yiming.

However, he completely miscalculated this time. Zhao Yiming's whole ability was now focused on the magic weapon. As soon as he raised his hand, the god-killing flying knife flew out immediately.

Pulsatilla's skills were pretty good. He turned around in the air and the knife flew past his face, but it also left a scar.

He felt the burning pain on his face, and his courage disappeared in an instant. His feet touched each other in the air and flew away into the distance.

Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly, and instead of continuing to chase him, he went towards those younger brothers and kept waving the ghost bone flags to pull out all the souls of those guys.

This battle can be said to be a complete victory for the Beggar Gang. They killed Dongxing without their helmets and armor. They lost at least about 1/5 of their manpower, and their morale was quite low.

After the white-headed man returned to his tent, he was extremely angry. He slapped the table and kept roaring, and then asked someone to call the crows.

He pointed at the crow and cursed loudly: "You bastard, do you know what you are? Today, because of you, we suffered an unprecedented defeat. If I don't deal with you, how can I convince the public?"

Crow said with disdain: "You have no ability to blame me. Didn't you also fight against others? You lost at their hands with just one move. It's a shame you still have the nerve to talk about it here."

The white-headed man was filled with anger and shouted loudly: "You bastard, you want to rebel, right? If it weren't for me, you would be a pile of garbage on the side of the road, an abandoned child freezing to death in the garbage."

The most taboo thing of Crow is for others to talk about his origin. At this time, he roared angrily: "What are you calling here? What kind of good thing do you think you are? How many people have you killed over the years? Why don't you go to hell when you die?" "

The white-headed man casually grabbed the inkstone on the table, threw it at the crow, and yelled: "You bastard, you want to rebel, believe it or not, I will ask someone to chop you down."

When people outside heard the shouting and cursing inside, they wanted to come in and take a look, but they were stopped by the smiling tiger. The guy said with a dissatisfied look: "This is a matter between the boss and the crow. Don't get involved. "

Although Crow is a perverted person, this guy is very loyal and treats his subordinates very well, so his prestige is extremely high. When those people heard him being scolded, they felt that he was not worth it.

The crow dodged to avoid the inkstone, and when he heard the words of the white-headed man, his heart was filled with anger. This time, he became evil and bold, and pounced on him in a flash.

When the white-headed man saw the fierce look in the other person's eyes, he couldn't help being shocked and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do, you bastard?"

The crow said with a grim smile: "Since you old bastard don't know what's good for you, I will send you to the west. Without me, you wouldn't be where you are today. You must take back everything that belongs to me."

The white-headed old man was terrified and had to fight desperately, but the crow's skills were already better than his. After the two fought for dozens of moves, he was completely suppressed by the other party.

He begged for mercy loudly at this time: "I am old, this position will be yours in the future, why are you so anxious, if you kill me, you will not be able to explain to Camel."

Crow said disdainfully: "You really think too highly of yourself, I will only be happy if I kill you, Camel will not do anything to me at all, I don't want to wait any longer, I want this position now, you'd better die!"

White-headed old man risked his palm and rushed out of the tent, shouting as he ran: "Crow, that bastard rebelled, why don't you help me chop him off."

Mai Yidao blocked in front of him, stretched out the single knife in his hand, pierced his body directly, then kicked him aside, and then raised his knife and chopped off his head.

Mai Yidao held the head of the white-headed old man and shouted loudly: "From now on, Crow will be our boss, who dares not to obey."