Chapter 523: God Gang

Since someone took the initiative to serve as a test subject, Qin Lang had no reason to refuse. He immediately activated the [Secret Technique of Concealing the Heavens] and said in the ear of the goddess: "You are actually not that hungry, and you don't like sugar and oil mixtures. You only eat a few of them every day." You only need half a bowl of rice to meet your body’s needs. Also, you haven’t seen me today, let alone made this request.”

The words fell.

The female goddess's eyes were confused, and her face was even more confused.

Strange, why did I come to Qin Lang?

She walked away silently.

After a while, dinner was served in the camp.

The goddess sat with several of her best female companions as before.

The Bloody Hand Gang only has more than 20 female gods, but it is divided into twelve major factions, three major alliances and more than a hundred small groups.

As usual, her companions handed her various delicacies, such as braised pork with pickled vegetables, roasted pig's trotters, Dongpo pork elbow, egg fried rice...

In the past, she would have eaten the food wholeheartedly while thanking her companions for feeding her without even thinking about it, but it was obviously different today.

The delicacies of the past seemed a bit greasy to her, and she would feel full just by smelling them, so there was no way she could eat them.

But facing the enthusiasm of her companions, the goddess couldn't refuse. However, after eating only half a bowl of rice, she couldn't eat anything anymore, and her stomach felt uncomfortable.

"Qiuqiu, what's wrong with you today? Are you feeling unwell?" the female companion asked cautiously.

The female goddess who was called Qiuqiu shook her head, "I don't know, I just can't eat it..."

"Are you sick? Let me take a look."

A female goddess who was good at healing came over and took her pulse, and found that she was in very good health and showed no signs of illness.

"This is strange. How come you suddenly lose your appetite when you are so good? Did you come into contact with something unclean this morning?"

"No, everything is normal."

"Well, forget it if you can't eat today. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to come to me."

"Well, thank you."

Not far away.

Qin Lang nodded secretly when he saw this scene. He used [four levels of concealment] on Qiuqiu, three of which were related to appetite, but he didn't know how long it would last, so he needed to pay close attention.

After eating, drinking and resting, everyone continued their journey and finally arrived at one of the important destinations of the trip at noon the next day - [Method Melting Altar].

As the name suggests, this is an altar of smelting techniques.

But to everyone's surprise, there are actually humans who have built a large camp here around the Melting Altar. From time to time, you can see people coming in and out, and their realm is not low. They basically respect gods. Occasionally, you can see people coming in and out. When you reach the realm of gods, follow the god and be a bag-carrying boy.

“Brother, may I ask what’s going on here and who built the camp?”

Qin Lang stopped a god and asked.

The god looked at Qin Lang and realized that he was just the first god. He sneered and scolded, "Fuck, little brat, what is your status and realm? Who the hell is your buddy?"

Qin Lang: "?"

Swish, swish, swish!

The next second, a group of leaders including Chu Xiong, Huang Tiance, Fan Jianglong, etc. all rushed forward, placing a large number of weapons on the neck of the god.

Chu Xiong said fiercely: "I will give you a chance to reorganize your language. If you spit out any disrespectful word towards our boss, I will kill you!"

The god was so frightened that he trembled all over. He raised his hands and said, "Don't be impulsive. I made a mistake. I apologize! Please forgive me!"

Qin Lang waved his hand and motioned for several people to put away their weapons. They were really a group of ruthless gangsters who would draw their swords whenever they disagreed.

"This place is called the "Method Melting Gathering" and was established by the "Celestial God Gang". Anyone who wants to use the Melting Method Altar must first pay certain materials and crystal cores." Zunshen said hurriedly.

"The God Gang?"

Qin Lang looked at Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong shrugged, "I haven't heard of it. The scope of our activities is not that far. But the name "Celestial God Gang" sounds too arrogant. Could it be that the entire team is a God?"

"Then I'm not sure. Anyway, there must be gods. There was a group that refused to accept the materials and forced the altar to open, and then..."

Having said this, Zunshen carefully looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then lowered his voice, "Not long after, their corpses were refined into materials and entered the material store. There are still several skeletons. It’s on display in the store.”

"Brothers, whether you believe it or not, I must remind you that you must abide by the rules at the Melting Law Assembly, otherwise you will really be killed."

After saying this, the god repeatedly handed over his hands and fled in large strides.

"Fuck, the boss of the God Gang is someone who used to run a society. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come up with the bad idea of ​​building an assembly hall on a neutral building to collect protection fees. I still don't believe it. If he doesn't pay, he won't even get a damn penny. Don’t pay!”

Chu Xiong's heart was fiercely aroused, and he screamed strangely.

Huang Tiance squinted at the gathering and spoke with wisdom in his eyes, "Dare to set up a gathering here to collect protection fees, which shows that the group here is very powerful. According to me, doing more is worse than doing less. Spending money to buy peace is the best policy."

"Lao San is right." Fan Jianglong nodded.

"If you don't pay, damn, I won't pay until you die!" Chu Xiong cursed.

Qin Lang raised his hand and slapped several people on the head, "Are you the boss or am I the boss? When will it be your turn to decide whether to pay the protection fee or not? It's just the opposite of Tiangang! Are you tired of living? "

Chu Xiong and the other three ran away with their heads in their hands, apologizing profusely.

"There's something weird about this place."

The Blood Lord has always been reluctant to talk. Now he came to Qin Lang and said, "It's very evil, very evil."

"Whether it's evil or not, let's not mention whether it's evil or not. Is it very strong?" Qin Lang turned to look at him.

"It's hard to say, but it does have the aura of the ancient gods, and there are a lot of them." The Blood Lord pondered and then spoke.

Wan Ziyi came over and held the hilt of the sword with one hand, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "It's been a long time since I fought, and my hands are a little itchy."

Qin Lang laughed, "Then let's go meet the boss here and see if they are really that bad and dare to charge my protection fee and enter the city."

More than a hundred people from Wuyangyang walked into the rally.

People came and went in the gathering, and many groups came in and out. However, a group like Qin Lang with more than a hundred people worshiping gods was still very rare, so it naturally attracted people's attention.

Chu Xiong pinched his waist and cursed, "Look, what the hell are you looking at? Haven't you seen the handsome guy? Turn your eyes and see if you believe it or not, I'll cut you."

Qin Lang rolled his eyes as he listened behind him. This Chu Xiong really demonstrated the power of a dog against a man to the fullest.

After a while, everyone came to the entrance of the Melting Altar.

Guarding this place are two [Higher Gods], both of which retain their original form. They are two large balls of flesh that constantly have human faces emerging from them. Their faces are abominable and indescribable.

"If you want to enter the Melting Altar, you must pay money first."

"If you don't pay, you won't give it!"

"This is the boss's rule, no one can break it."

"Those who break the rules will be punished by God!"

The two superior gods spoke to each other one by one.

Qin Lang was happy, "I've always been the only one who collects protection money from others. No one dares to collect it from me. Tell your boss that I don't want to pay it."

"How dare you, this little brat, dare to act so recklessly on the territory of the Celestial God Gang?"

A voice came from far to near.