Chapter 211 Breaking the Window Paper

The lights are bright and the atmosphere is eerie.

Because a guy with some brain problems came out to disrupt the situation, this originally solemn and passionate Blood Alliance Conference is now more like a farce that has changed its flavor.

A senior said it well, when you go out to work, you basically need three things: courage, loyalty, and having many brothers!

Needless to say, there is no need to say anything about courage. Anyone who can commit crimes with black hands and a black heart is basically not a bad guy. As for loyalty, it's more difficult to say. Things like icing on the cake and favors can be done, but if it involves one's own interests and safety, etc... well, how should I put it, a reputation for stabbing someone in the back? It doesn't sound good when it's spread out, but when it really needs to be done, there's no pressure.

In conclusion, as mentioned above, it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others! However, the power of a single person is limited after all, and having a large group of loyal subordinates is very important. Although there are existences like the Twilight Hunter Group that can defeat one hundred or more, they are a minority after all, and they are not common. The mainstream evaluation of power still depends on who has more people and more swords.

In this way, this stupid young man with more than forty subordinates dares to disagree with the proposal of the leader of the Storm Bandits, which has nearly 10,000 members. It is really, really a bit funny... "So, you want to be a member of this alliance. Leader?" I don't know whether it was because the city was deep enough, or because Breno was too angry, but he actually stopped the guard who was about to rush out, and asked calmly.

Of course, in the eyes of the bandit leaders, this is a precursor to Breno's outbreak, and this young man will most likely be used to establish his authority.

Seemingly not hearing the sarcasm, the young man shook his head honestly: "I won't take it for granted..."

Huh... everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time they felt a little happy in their hearts. Listen, it’s because I don’t know how to do it, not because I’m not qualified to do it. This is a disdainful tone... "I think the name of this alliance is not nice, or in other words, the purpose of this alliance is a bit complicated." After a pause, the young man said.

Breno narrowed his eyes, seemingly a little surprised, and stared deeply at the young man again.

"Since we are going to siege and kill the Gray Clothes Army, why not call it the Alliance to siege and kill the Gray Clothes Army?" At this point, the young man actually changed his previous attitude and said clearly, "You just said the purpose of this alliance is It is to eliminate those existences that harm our interests, that is to say, it is not just the gray-clothed army in front of us? Then can I put it in another sentence, that is..."

"You want to recruit us all and make yourself king!"

...The hall once again fell into absolute silence, and an unknown atmosphere quietly surged.

Breno held the armrest of the seat, leaned forward, and kept looking at the young man with a solemn expression. The latter was not very self-conscious, and did not meet Breno's gaze. Instead, he turned his head left and right, seeming to be very interested in the expressions of the bandit leaders.

The expressions on everyone's faces at this time were indeed wonderful, and they were all leaders of one party after all. Before, because of the atmosphere in the hall and the lack of vision, they had not paid attention to Breno's true meaning. But now after listening to the young man's analysis, there is nothing he still doesn't understand.

Some people with flexible minds finally solved their previous doubts. That's why the Storm Thieves Group was so powerful that they took the initiative to invite them to help.

In fact, with the strength of the Storm Bandits, and the fact that they have no history of invading nearby villages, there is little chance that the gray-clothed army could easily touch them.

This is also true. Although the slogan is to know the thieves within thirty kilometers of the village, Luosha and the others are not inflexible people. This can be seen from the previously limited range. Everyone knows how big a pot is and how much rice is cooked. Of course, this is not because the Gray Clothes Army cannot defeat the Storm Bandits. In fact, as long as the Gray Army is willing to pay the price, it can still be won. But the key enemy of the Gray Army is the Bran Empire. Naturally, it is not appropriate to do such a nerve-wracking thing now.

As for Kuang Feng, although they are a large group of thieves, they are not yet considered to be among the top thieves groups in Shiwan Mountain. Obviously, Breno planned to take this opportunity to integrate more than a hundred mountain bandit groups and reach the top of the pyramid of a hundred thousand mountain bandit groups in one fell swoop.

After coming to their senses, the bandit leaders looked at each other in astonishment, and there was no longer the surprise in their eyes that they had when they first arrived.

"Where the hell did you come from? You are talking nonsense here..." After a period of silence in the hall, a middle-aged man stood up among the bandit leaders and shouted angrily, "And even if Breno What's wrong with the boss doing this? When everyone gathers together, the business will be done in the same way? And it can be a big deal!"

The bandit leaders' eyes flashed slightly when they heard this. Although what this man said was a bit idealistic, it was correct to a certain extent.

After his band of thieves was annexed by Breno, he would definitely not be as free as before, and he would also have to submit to others and listen to others' orders. But isn't the purpose of everyone becoming bandits just for money? Once the power is gathered, large business groups like the ones that could only watch with greed before can consider robbing them.

But no matter what, everyone's hearts are still complicated after weighing it, and they are vaguely resistant.

This happened so suddenly. I believe that if Breno slowly annexed each family, even though it would take a long time, most of the bandit leaders would still agree.

But now Breno is obviously anxious, he wants to swallow it all in one gulp. But having said that, he is also sure of doing this. It is inevitable that there will be changes in every family, and now the disaster is right in front of us. If everyone does not agree, it will be a disaster. Besides, everyone is on his territory now... "I remember you!" The young man was not frightened by the evil deeds of the middle-aged man. Instead, he pinched his chin and said calmly, "You just said all that Three sentences, and I took the lead in agreeing every time.”

"Uh..." The middle-aged strong man opened his mouth and was stunned.

The bandit leader raised his eyebrows and looked at the people around him clearly.

This is a simple and effective trick. From a professional point of view, this person is a "trick"! Since Breno planned this, he would have communicated with a few people beforehand and promised them benefits to stir up the atmosphere at the venue. To be honest, this is a reasonable thing. Ten of the people here have used it. But once it was revealed, the leaders of the bandits became even more uncomfortable. We were all being plotted and treated like monkeys just now?

"You, you, you..." In the eyes of everyone, an unnatural look flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and then he pushed away the crowd in anger, and pushed forward a few steps with his majestic body like a mountain bear, raising his hand. Pointing at the young man's nose, "If you dare to slander me, I'm warning you..."

"I'm warning you, the last person who pointed at my nose had his finger broken like a brittle carrot." The young man cut off the other person's words in a calm tone.

It's normal to say harsh words if you don't want to talk nonsense. Although it's a bit rude, the people here are all bandits, so they don't care about being polite or not.

However, despite this, the bandit leaders were still a little stunned, because the middle-aged strong man actually put down his arm obediently after hearing this... Although there is no lower limit for bandits, only those who can bend and stretch can The way to survive. But that also depends on the person and the occasion. You actually listened to such a plain words spoken by such a young man? This is too... too damn immoral.

Of course, the middle-aged man doesn't think so. Just for a moment, he met the young man's eyes. What a look in his eyes, like a tiger looking back when climbing a mountain. Although it was only a startling glance, the power in it was enough to take people's breath away. With an inexplicable chill both outside and inside his body, he subconsciously lowered his arm... But when he came to his senses, he found that the other person's eyes were dull and there was no sudden pressure at all. The huge gap made him wonder if he had made a mistake just now. Immediately after feeling the disdainful glances from around him, the middle-aged man's face heated up, and his anger instantly gathered... "Ahem..." I don't know whether it was to save himself or for some other reason, Breno spoke again. , "I didn't make it clear just now. This little brother is right. I do have such a plan. What do you think?"

The previous cover-up was revealed in an understatement, and now it was openly revealed, which seemed to indicate that the young man's previous analysis was just a minor issue of negligence.

The bandit leaders were troubled after hearing this. It was naturally difficult to discuss this kind of matter with outsiders, and it was naturally not suitable for the few servants to come out to sing praises now, so for a while, the hall gradually fell into silence.

"If I say I don't agree..." The young man spoke first, took a few steps forward, and met Breno's slightly angry eyes, "You won't be able to get out of here, right?"

Well... the extremely quiet atmosphere began to become turbulent again, which was also a concern for the bandit leaders. Originally, this topic was not suitable for discussion in public, but if someone brought it up, it would be a different matter.

Breno's face looked a little ugly, and his eyes cut across the young man's face like sharp knives. This could have been his invisible advantage. Even if he had not made such preparations, the bandit leaders would have had to consider the consequences in this regard before making a decision. But now... "Haha, of course not. The gate of my Storm Bandits Village has not been closed yet, and my little brother wants to leave, so he can leave now. Of course, if you feel that the mountain road is rugged, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is unsafe, you can also Rest in our village for one night and leave tomorrow morning." Breno was worthy of being the leader of a large group of thieves. After thinking for a moment, he gave this beautiful answer.

Yes, these words sound very polite and considerate of others. But if you taste it carefully, you will feel that the road is unsafe, which makes people unavoidable.

But... after hearing such an answer, the young man frowned as if he was thinking about it, then nodded seriously and said, "That's right. If you intercept him halfway, I still won't be able to escape."

...Cold scene... The corners of Breno's eyes twitched, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water.

Do you want to be so straightforward... The bandit leaders looked at each other with strange expressions. If Breno's previous words were to regain the invisible advantage, then this young man undoubtedly pierced the window paper again, exposing everything to the sun and leaving nothing to hide!

"Damn it, you're so fucking brave." After seeing Breno's face, the middle-aged man took a few steps and roared.

"I'm telling the truth..." The young man spread his hands, looking innocent.

"Shit, I felt something was wrong with you from the beginning." The middle-aged man raised his arm and poked the young man in the eye, "Tell me, who are you? Are you sent by other bandits to stir up trouble?" There is no doubt. This was clearly a frame-up, and it was also an excuse made before taking action.

"Uh, no... I'm from the Gray Army."

"Haha, as expected, you have the guts to tell me the address of your Gray Army's copycat, me, me, me... Gray, Gray Army?"