Chapter 28: Subtle Ripples

Zhang Lin, a hall master of the Blood Eagle Gang.

With such a person dead, naturally, the news would quickly reach the ears of his gang leader.

And because the Blood Eagle Gang and the Iron Hand Gang are currently in a state of alliance, appearing as brotherly and harmonious, the leaders of both gangs have gathered together with a group of hall masters and core members at that narrow spot, before the headless corpse.

Rarely, they did not make things difficult for the innocent this time, merely asking for a clear account of the sighting.

It is not that they did not want to kill to vent their anger, but simply because the aftermath of the previous chaotic battle incident cannot be said to have completely subsided even now.

If the hall masters and gang members do not know this, how could the two gang leaders not be aware?

They are merely keeping the lid on tight to prevent the hearts of their followers from scattering!

Therefore, at this moment, being a little careful is always the right thing to do.

"Wearing black clothes, posture upright, did not see the face, from beginning to end not a word spoken, movements extremely swift and sharp, killed Zhang Lin in a single exchange..."

The gang leaders, at the late stage of Qi Refining, still have the power to protect themselves, but as for their own strength, even if it is higher than Zhang Lin's, how much higher can it be? Isn't it still the middle stage of Qi Refining?

"That's enough, old man, stop putting on an act."

The leader of the Iron Hand Gang was furious inside.

"That hateful and detestable Green Clothes Gang!"

If not for the current situation, how could he be forced to occupy the position of a younger brother, suffering such contemptuous looks?

Damn it all to hell!

The most damnable of all is the Green Clothes Gang!

Within the sphere of influence of the three gangs, the overall situation now appears to have become calm and stable, but in reality, there are still undercurrents surging.

"Oh? The older brother has one over there too?" The leader of the Iron Hand Gang was somewhat surprised, then revealed his displeasure, "I actually had a skirmish with that guy, the assassin from the Green Clothes Gang, and even managed to wound him, but it's a pity he ran too fast and I couldn't catch him in the end."

Unease is contagious.

"Old Ning, what is the situation here?"

Amidst their differing thoughts, their footsteps did not stop.

"Older brother, you know me! This must be a trick by the Green Clothes Gang!"

Ning Caize, however, had a look of shock on his face; he hurried to the headless corpse, looking it up and down, examining it carefully, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became, while also revealing a hint of joy.

"Sigh~ the end of the year has arrived, and our gang members have been very tired lately, busy helping the supervisors fill in gaps and make up for lost performance."

Looking at Zhang Lin's corpse, he examined it discreetly and could basically confirm that it had not been touched by anyone else.

"Younger brother, don't let your imagination run wild, how could I possibly suspect you!"

You said that too late!

Ning Caize, who had choked on his breath in his excitement, stared with wide eyes and could not help but cough violently, as if he were about to cough his lungs out.

Harboring this anxiety, they felt terrified after the meeting dispersed, fearing that a Green Clothes Gang assassin might kill their way out from somewhere and blow their heads apart.

Although they do not know which hero did the deed, it doesn't matter; they should just say thank you first.

"No need to rush."

"Hmph! It really is the Green Clothes Gang!"

The situation is trending toward the better.

It is mainly because these guys who commit all kinds of evil, relying on scraping together the hard-earned money of others to keep themselves plump and sturdy, have strength exceeding that of the ordinary bottom-dwellers, so they appear particularly conspicuous among the hunched and powerless.

As he spoke, he grinned again, looking at the others, his smile unable to stop: "Besides, with this scoundrel Zhang Lin dead, the other small fry are probably already trembling with fear; it looks like we can spend this New Year happily and comfortably!"

That is what they say, but in reality, they have no confidence.

"Eh?"

Arriving at the wasteland where the bodies are buried.

The leader of the Blood Eagle Gang came back to his senses, hurriedly offered comfort, and then revealed a face full of anger, "In the current situation, it is common knowledge that the Green Clothes Gang wants to sow discord between us; a few days ago, there was even a suspicious figure lurking near my side, whom I discovered and scared away."

Seeing that the gang leader was about to raise the issue high and lower it gently, the hall masters were first stunned, and then fear and worry began to grow.

"Isn't that so? Hmph! For now, we can only let the Green Clothes Gang go; we will settle the total account after the New Year!"

When Du En and the others went out as usual the next morning, they easily noticed this point.

What happened?

The corpse-buriers looked at each other, and Du En silently blended in among them.

Unlike the others around him, he was now wondering if Zhang Lin's corpse would appear before him in some sinister form.

As soon as he spoke, he immediately fell back to the mundane, completely lacking the demeanor of an expert, which was vastly different from the unanimous description in the numerous testimonies.

Wei Ming was very confused, and the other three were also somewhat at a loss.

Seeing that the Blood Eagle Gang, from the leader to the hall masters, were all looking at his side with strange expressions, the leader of the Iron Hand Gang could not help but cry out.

Clearly, Ning Caize had suffered quite a bit at the hands of Zhang Lin.

"Brother Ning, do you recognize this corpse?"

Du En said calmly, stepping to the side of Ning Caize.

"It's Zhang Lin! I won't mistake him! This guy..."

The others also reacted at this time, one after another beaming with joy.

If it wouldn't, then naturally it would be a happy ending for everyone.

However, after the anger, there was also a sense of helplessness.

Therefore, in the end, he suppressed the urge to cough and was very excited: "Hahaha, this beast is finally dead! Died well! This is the best New Year's gift!"

If it would, then it would prove that the hidden evil cultivator had not only not been eliminated, but was also likely coming specifically for him!

But facing the alliance of the two gangs and their strategy of shrinking back to defend, they had no way to bite.

He could not help but mutter quickly, with many words jumbled together.

Therefore, if he could make these two gangs have an internal split...

Furthermore, the entire style of the Iron Hand Gang is black; everyone wears black clothing...

Both sides reached a consensus, and the other hall masters and core members were also filled with rage.

"Exactly, spit it out if you have something to say; the boss is still waiting."

Simply put, the Green Clothes Gang is not satisfied with only having eaten this much this time!

Amidst the joy, Du En also nodded slightly.

Damn it! What kind of looks are you giving me?!

This gang leader was also wearing black clothing and standing very straight.

So, was the corpse of Lü Xiang last time just a coincidence?

While he was silently pondering, Ning Cai had already finished identifying it.

Timidity and unease were stained in their eyes.

Trembling with fear, manifested in their behavior.

Then, the voice spoke calmly: "Alright, now that you've had your fun, get to work. And Old Ning, don't get too excited, otherwise, when you recover later, you'll have plenty to suffer."

The leader of the Blood Eagle Gang muttered this, unable to help but look at the leader of the Iron Hand Gang beside him.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

A classic case of joy turning into sorrow.

This immediately brought the others back to their senses; they were all somewhat helpless and amused, and could only help him recover a bit first before starting to bury the corpses.

(End of this chapter)