The Qinglong Hall of Hcheng City is located in a urban-rural fringe outside the suburbs. As the largest underworld organization in Hcheng City, this urban-rural fringe has evolved into the center of the underworld.

Although it was late at night, there were still gangs from Qinglong Hall gathering here. They were all drawn by dragons and thorns, and their hair was colorful. They were not good at first sight. When passers-by saw these people, they often avoided them without saying a word, for fear of hitting these evil people and causing trouble in vain.

At this moment, a figure covered in blood appeared here. Seeing this person, some gangsters walking on the road suddenly surrounded him.

"Who!" A gangster warned loudly: "The important place of Qinglong Hall, the idle people get out of here quickly."

"Fuck, it's me!" The person covered in blood cursed angrily.

Hearing this voice, the gangsters trembled, and there was a little more solemnity in their voices: "It's Brother Soldier!"

"Take me to see the helm leader!" said the soldier: "Hurry up, it's not an exaggeration to kill you if I delay my affairs!"

"Yes, yes." The gangsters nodded in a hurry, then led the way in front, walking towards the depths of the urban-rural fringe.

Soon, an extremely luxurious villa appeared in front of them, and this was the residence of the helm leader of the Qinglong Hall in H City.

"Who!" Seeing the arrival of a group of people, a cold sound rang out in the darkness of the villa. Then, a little red light fell on the head of a gangster.

When the gangster saw this red light, he fell to the ground suddenly and said with a sad face: "Don't shoot, it's Brother Soldier who is back."

At the same time, Brother Bing also said in a deep voice: "Bald, it's me!"

Hearing the voice of Brother Bing, the red light disappeared. The next moment, a bald middle-aged man stood up on the roof of the villa. With the faint street light, he could see that the man was holding a sniper rifle in his hand. The red light just now was the laser aimed at the sniper rifle.

"Xiaobing, what's going on?" The bald man looked at the blood-covered soldier and frowned and said, "How did it happen like this? Didn't you deal with the things that are ripped off? And Dafeng, why didn't you see anyone else?"

"Oh, I missed it!" said Brother Bing smiled bitterly: "This time I encountered a tough guy. Dafeng died, and even I almost didn't come back."

"What's going on?" A glimmer flashed across the bald head and asked sternly: "Even people from Qinglong Hall dare to kill them, I'm really impatient to live!"

"I don't have time to talk to you more, I'm going to meet the helm leader!" Brother Bing said anxiously, and was about to walk inside.

"Wait!" Bald head suddenly shouted softly, stopping Brother Bing's footsteps: "The helm leader is meeting guests, you can't disturb him!"

"Meet the guests?" Brother Bing's eyes were full of confusion: "Where did the guests come from so late?"

Bald man didn't speak, but looked at the gangsters.

"Brother Tu, Brother Bing, we have something to do, let's go first." The gangsters understood and hurriedly stepped back.

Seeing the gangster walking away, Bald Head jumped down from the roof. The three-story villa was as if he was walking on flat ground at Bald Head's feet, and he jumped gently and stood firm in front of Brother Bing.

"What kind of customer is it? It's so mysterious." The soldier whispered.

"It's Mrs. Jiu!" Bald head whispered: "Mrs. Jiu is here."

"What, is Mrs. Nine?" A silence appeared in Brother Bing's eyes, but he seemed to have realized something, and immediately shut up, just lowered his voice and said, "How long will it take?"

"I don't know, you know. Every time Mrs. Jiu comes, she won't get up without getting tired of the helm leader." Bald head said helplessly: "Let's wait outside."

"Okay!" Brother Bing nodded, and then sat on the steps of the villa with a depressed look on his face: "Come on a cigarette. My cigarette is wet with blood."

The bald man took out a pack of cigarettes and gave it to the soldier. He lit it himself. The two of them sat silently on the steps and waited.

In a vague way, you can hear the sound of men's gasping and women's moans from time to time in the villa behind you, which shows what is happening inside.

After another three hours, the sound in the villa finally stopped. A man walked to the window and shouted to the person below in a tired tone: "Little Soldier, come up!"

The soldier hurriedly got up and walked into the villa quickly. As for the bald roof, he leaped gently, took advantage of his feet on the wall of the villa, and then jumped onto the roof of the villa again to be on guard.

...

In a luxuriously decorated bedroom, a bald middle-aged man leaning lazily on the sofa, looking at the man in suit covered in blood in front of him with a look of scrutiny.

"You said, that Huang Hao is actually a second-rate expert?" The bald middle-aged man took a sip of cigarette and said seriously.

"Yes, I fought with him and found that he had cultivated true energy. I am no match." Brother Soldier said honestly: "However, he seemed to be afraid of the forces of our Qinglong Hall, so he did not kill me in the end."

"I have cultivated my true qi at such a young age. It seems that there is a master behind this Huang Hao!" The bald face became a little serious.

"Tsk, isn't it just a second-rate master?" A woman said disdainfully in front of a makeup mirror beside her: "Since he is afraid of the power of Qinglong Hall, it means that the person behind Huang Hao is not very good. What are you afraid of like this? You are a master of the third level of true qi, so just go and destroy it yourself?"

"Mrs. Ninth, this matter cannot be reckless!" The bald middle-aged man was still a little hesitant.

"Hmph, you are just timid. Otherwise, how could a dignified helm leader be sent to this small hall to do things?" The woman, Danfeng, glared at her eyes and said with some regret: "So what if that person has a background? If I support you, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes, yes!" The bald middle-aged man quickly smiled and said, "You are the noble ninth lady. What are you afraid of with your support? Don't worry, I will come to the door as soon as the sky is dawn, so that Huang Hao can see what the person who killed me will end!"

"Well, you still have some backbone!" Mrs. Jiu said with satisfaction: "It's not in vain that I secretly ran out to favor you. In order to reward you, we will come twice later!"

"Mrs. Ninth, I naturally dare not refuse to obey!" The bald middle-aged man showed a bitter smile on his face, but he agreed with a full mouth.

"Yeah." After hearing this, a flame ignited in her eyes again. She glared at the man in the suit: "Why don't you get out of here!"

"Yes, yes!" The man in the suit nodded tremblingly and was about to leave. However, at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the throat of the man in the suit. As the scream sounded, his body suddenly fell to the ground, and a strong rolling eyes emerged from the wound on his body, and a scent of fragrance emerged.

"What's going on?" The bald man stood up suddenly: "What's the smell? It's so strange!"

However, before he could finish his words, his face suddenly turned bloody red. Like the man in suit, he screamed in pain. With his screams, white smoke continued to emerge from his mouth and nose.

"Damn it, what's going on?" A look of horror appeared in Mrs. Jiu's eyes. Looking at the bald middle-aged man and the shrill look of the man in suit, a sudden feeling of badness suddenly arose in her heart: "Poison, that Huang Hao doesn't want to let go of this waste at all. He wants to catch us all!"

The moment this thought arose, a fragrance also penetrated into Mrs. Jiu's nose.

"Damn it!" With a loud shout, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from Mrs. Jiu's body. In an instant, she suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood. After the blood was spurted out, Mrs. Jiu's expression suddenly became much weaker, but at this moment he couldn't care about so much. With a bite of silver teeth, his body suddenly jumped, and with a "bang", it broke through the glass window of the villa and fell outside the villa.

"Mrs. Jiu, what's wrong?" Bald head jumped down from the roof and looked at Mrs. Jiu with confusion.

"Damn Huang Hao, my methods are so insidious, I am incompatible with you!" Mrs. Jiu's face turned blue and purple, and suddenly she slapped a big tree beside her with anger.

With a "boom--" sound, the big tree shook wildly, and the leaves fell like raindrops. A deep palm print was left on the hard trunk, which made the bald head take a few steps back.

This Ninth Lady is so hiding that she actually has such strength.

At this moment, the screams in the villa had stopped, and there was no more noise.

"Your name is Bald?" Mrs. Jiu's face was pale, her body was trembling slightly, and she looked extremely weak: "I was poisoned and arranged a car immediately. I want to heal my injuries at the headquarters!"

"Yes!" The bald man nodded and printed immediately. The strength that Mrs. Jiu had just shown made him dare not complain.

"There is also the villa immediately blocked, breaking all doors and windows, and not allowing anyone to approach in a short period of time!" Mrs. Jiu ordered again: "Your helm leader is dead. Qinglongtang is quiet for the time being these days, and wait for the headquarters to assign a new leader to take over!"

"Yes!" The bald man quickly remembered it, fearing that he would not do anything badly and would be a disaster.

"There is also the man named Huang Hao, who is extremely dangerous. No one is allowed to provoke him before the headquarters issued an order!"

Mrs. Jiu mentioned Huang Hao, her eyes full of viciousness: "Why don't you arrange a car?"

"Yes, yes!" The bald man pissed off, fearing that Mrs. Jiu would kill him in anger. After all, he still remembered the power of the palm just now.

Looking at the bald man's back as he quickly left, Mrs. Jiu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood again: "Damn it, if I hadn't touched the threshold of the Grandmaster's realm, and had strong internal strength, forcibly suppressing that toxin, this matter would probably have been dead. What a Huang Hao, who are you, why could you configure such a vicious poison!"

...

Just as Mrs. Jiu was speculating about Huang Hao's identity, Huang Hao was sitting on his bed, fiddling with an ancient animal skin.

"This piece of animal skin has not been discovered in the hands of Mr. Zhang for decades, but my supreme immortal eye can actually reveal some handwriting on the skin. It's a coincidence." Huang Hao touched the animal skin and thought to himself: "Maybe, there are other ways to open the secret of this piece of animal skin, but my supreme immortal eye is like a game plug-in, and he can actually skip the method of opening and directly discover the secret."

Huang Hao didn't think that the person who made this animal skin also had something as terrifying as the Supreme Immortal Eye.
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