As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

"I've shed blood for the gang!"

"I have rendered meritorious service to the gang!"

"You can't do this to me!"

Looking at Ding Xing in front of him, Chen Yang let out an angry roar.

Previously, he would never have dared to show such an attitude in front of a person who had fallen into a trance.

But he can't care about that now.

If we don't fight back aggressively, he'll die.

However, despite Chen Yang's ferocious and angry expression.

Ding Xing, however, still showed absolutely no reaction.

After Chen Yang finished roaring, he gave a cold smile: "Since you have made so many contributions to my Golden Crow Group, then sacrifice yourself for us again. My Golden Crow Group will always remember your contributions, Chen Yang."

To hell with remembering the sacrifices!

I've worked so hard for so long, all I wanted was to survive!

I, Tamah, need you all to remember this shit!

Chen Yang cursed inwardly.

I thought that after betraying the Sky Tower gang, things would only get better and better—after all, the Sky Tower gang was about to lose the Beacon Tower.

Unexpectedly, the days that followed became more and more hellish.

Having just barely escaped death from the labyrinthine maze, he was caught and about to be thrown back—

If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred to have been hacked to death by Liu Ren inside!

In just one day, Chen Yang's mood went through a rollercoaster of highs and lows before finally sinking to rock bottom.

It is said that those who survive a catastrophe will be blessed later in life.

Now it seems like pure nonsense.

Even after surviving one major ordeal, another major ordeal is yet to come.

You didn't expect that, did you? There's always a time when things will get really tough for you.

It seems that the Golden Crow Group is not a good place either.

We have no choice but to save ourselves...

The moment Chen Yang's thoughts crossed his mind, Ding Xing saw right through him and immediately warned him with a cold smile, "You'd better not have any ideas about running away. Liu Ren didn't ask for a whole person alive."

Okay, now their path to self-rescue is completely blocked.

Chen Yang, without any restraint, launched into a tirade: "What did that bastard give you all that made you idiots work your asses for him?!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a slap landed on Chen Yang's face.

Snapped!

The sound was incredibly loud.

"How dare you speak to Brother Ding like that?!" Luo Qian cursed.

"Luo Qian! I am Gan Lin Niang!" Knowing that his death was imminent, Chen Yang no longer had many scruples and immediately prepared to fight back.

"Hold him down and tie him up." Ding Xing frowned, too lazy to watch the farce, and directly gave the order to the people next to him.

"Yes!"

Chen Yang was quickly tied up.

They were tied up like lambs to the slaughter, forced to lie on the ground like pupae.

Ding Xing looked at Luo Qian and said, "Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, take Chen Yang and the magic tools, and give both of these things to Liu Ren."

"Yes!" Luo Qian quickly replied.

He made a grave mistake in the labyrinth within the domain, and now is the time to make amends.

Although Liu Ren is in great danger.

But he still had to go through this danger.

……

"You guys are pretty abstract."

"..."

After listening to Bai Jia's account, Yan Ziheng, the P1 member of the Chixiao Society, shared his thoughts on the matter.

Sitting next to him, Sheng Xin said with a mocking expression, "You guys used to insist on protecting Liu Ren, but now you're begging us to help you execute him. You're quite capable."

And the key point is, it's only been a few days?

Even a simple face-changing technique wouldn't be this fast.

Bai Jia's face darkened: "Stop talking nonsense! Come if you want, don't come if you don't want to!"

To be honest, he also felt that Zhong Yanchang was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Although Liu Ren's upbringing was quite unconventional.

It is unprecedented for an ordinary martial artist to use his body to fight against the unorthodox and treacherous forces.

But no matter what, he couldn't possibly kill the Demon King with a single strike right after leaving the beginner village, could he?

Just kidding, if he had that kind of power, he wouldn't be wandering around the entertainment district of the Sky-Piercing Gang, looking like he's indulging in pleasure.

If it were Bai Jia himself, the first thing he would do is turn around and leave the Qingtian Gang. After that, he would consider whether to start his own business or go to develop with other larger forces.

I definitely won't stay here anymore.

—If you can kill a demon-level expert, why are you still craving a mere evil-level artifact?

Sheng Xin slammed his hand on the table: "Bai Jia, is this how you beg for help?!"

Yan Ziheng raised his hand, not to stop Sheng Xin, but to indicate that he also had something to say: "At least, let me see your sincerity."

Bai Jia: "Isn't avenging our brothers from the Crimson Cloud Society enough?"

Sheng Xin: "What a joke! Liu Ren is going to die anyway, so what's the point of sending people over? What for? To collect his body?"

Yan Ziheng: "You, the leader of the Qingtian Gang, use the excuse of avenging my Chixiao Society brothers to purge your own gang members who just performed great service for you. That's rather abstract. Do you think your reasoning holds water? Or are you saying I can just send any evil-level demonic cultivator over there?"

Bai Jia: "No, that won't do. Since you're already here, you have to make the trip yourself."

Since the door has already been opened, Bai Jia doesn't want to end up with just a slightly larger ant cheering her on.

How can we justify him losing face like this?

Yan Ziheng raised his hand and rubbed his thumb and index and middle fingers together: "Then your words alone are not enough."

“A ghost artifact of the Spirit-Ghost level,” Bai Jia stated his price.

"Not enough. You think you can get a demon-level expert like me to come out of seclusion with just a spirit-level artifact? Do I have no prestige at all?" Yan Ziheng shook his head.

"Fine, if it's not enough! Come if you want, or get lost if you don't!" Bai Jia retorted irritably.

Asking someone to come out of retirement is a matter that can be considered a big deal or a small deal.

One ghost artifact of the vengeful level would be just right.

Raising prices arbitrarily is going too far.

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry." Yan Ziheng raised his hand again. "A spirit-level artifact, plus three thousand points, is enough to invite me to watch a show."

Anyway, I'm just sitting here on my own turf.

and.

The beacon tower in East Zone 1 seems to still be under dispute, right?

Currently, both the Golden Crow Group and the Sky-Piercing Gang have suffered severe losses in combat power at the Fanwuduan.

that……

"Deal." Bai Jia glanced at Yan Ziheng and easily discerned the guy's thoughts.

The reason is simple: these people haven't known each other for very long.

When I was starting my business in the chaotic eastern region, I had quite a few dealings with people.

They all fought their way up from the bottom, so who doesn't know what the other's little schemes are up to?

The reason I agreed was simply because I didn't care.

With Zhong Yanchang's mysterious agreement, the Golden Crow Group and the Sky-Piercing Gang will be in a relatively peaceful state for some time to come.

As long as they don't start fighting, people from other districts who want to get involved will have to carefully consider whether they can withstand a combined attack from the two forces.