My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 90 The Plan of the Angry Dragon Gang
I don't know if it was because the Wushafang was built with flammable materials, but the fire spread very quickly.

The raging flames shot straight into the sky, dyeing the sky orange.

"My lady! My lady!"

When Li Changkong and the others turned the corner, they ran into a scholar with a bruised nose and a swollen face covered in footprints.

It was Liao Huai whom Li Changkong met at the door of Wushafang just now.

It turned out that after being driven away, Liao Huai returned home in a daze, but suddenly found a fire coming from the direction of Wushafang.

In a hurry, he didn't care much, and ran over after stumbling.

Xiong Tong was caught off guard and bumped into Liao Huai at the corner.

Liao Huai was just a frail scholar, and suddenly he felt his whole body was knocked apart.

"Master?"

This, is this Xiuzhu's voice?

In the mist, Liao Huai heard his wife's voice.

I was knocked out of an auditory hallucination?
Liao Huai couldn't believe his ears.

Until he heard Xiuzhu's choked voice again.

Then a familiar figure rushed into his arms with a scent of fragrance.

Liao Huai took a closer look and saw that it was his wife Xiuzhu whom he had been thinking about day and night.

He was overjoyed, and hugged his wife with such force that Xiuzhu felt as if he was going to rub herself into her body.

"Xiuzhu, I miss you so much."

Liao Huai deeply inhaled the fragrance of his wife's hair, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Cough cough."

Xiong Tong interrupted the beautiful atmosphere between the young couple very blindly.

Looking at the eyes of the two looking over, Xiong Tong shrugged:

"Although I really don't want to spoil your long-lost reunion, we have to go, or you may have to say goodbye to your little wife again."

Seeing this, Xiuzhu hurriedly explained to her husband how she was saved.

After learning that Li Changkong was single-handedly going to show off Wu Yixiao, the culprit who kidnapped his wife, Liao Huai walked up to Li Changkong solemnly.

Although his clothes were ragged and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Liao Huai adjusted his clothes solemnly, and then bowed to Li Changkong to the end.

"Thank you benefactor for rescuing my wife from that Wuyi's clutches. Liao Huai will remember the kindness of saving my wife in my heart. But benefactor has orders, and Liao Huai will definitely die."

The words were full of firmness, obviously not just words.

"Get up, thank you later, let's leave here now."

Li Changkong helped Liao Huai up, and a frail scholar naturally couldn't resist Li Changkong's strength, so he was easily lifted up.

Liao Huai also clearly distinguished the priorities, nodded, and left here with Li Changkong and others at a faster pace.

During this time delay, the fire in Wu Shafang became more and more intense.

Several streets around Wushafang were also awakened from silence by the fire.

From time to time, someone sticks out his head and looks at the fire in the distance.

Angry flood gang, meeting hall.

The spacious lobby is brightly lit.

Except for Wu Yi, all the important figures in the Nujiao Gang came.

At this time, their eyes were all focused on the member of the Nujiao Gang who was covered in black and ashes in the hall.

The gazes of so many warriors who have entered the rank immediately made this gang feel anxious.

"What? Wu Yi is dead?"

Hearing this person's report, Jiang Anzu's white eyebrows trembled.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this is a manifestation of Jiang Anzu's extreme anger.

"Say! What's the matter?"

The gaze of the seventh-rank martial artist was so substantial that it immediately increased the psychological pressure on this person.

Not daring to be negligent, this gang member hurriedly told the ins and outs of the matter.

It's just that all the gang members who went to look for Li Changkong at that time were dead, so they only knew that three people from the Dajiang Gang came to attack Wu Shafang, and someone lurked behind and slaughtered Wu Yi and dozens of gang members.

One person killed dozens of people including Wu Yi without any injuries!

In the lobby, Li Chaojiao and the others looked at each other, unable to believe their ears.

They are very clear about Wu Yi's temperament.

As long as he saw someone he was invincible, his first choice was to run away.

And there are only a few people in the Dajiang gang who Wu Yi can't beat, and he knows them all.

Therefore, Li Chaojiao and others can be sure that the martial artist who lurked in this time must be a strange eighth-rank expert!
Could it be that the guy behind the Dajiang Gang sent someone over again?

But didn't His Royal Highness say that the person behind the Dajiang Gang is too busy to take care of himself now, and can't spare any extra strength to support the Dajiang Gang?

Could it be that His Royal Highness lied to them?
"Have you seen clearly what the martial artist who killed Hall Master Wu looked like?"

Nie Changbo asked with a slight wrinkle on his purple face.

"No, I don't know."

The brows of the members of the Nu Jiao Gang frowned even tighter.

It is not a good thing for the Nujiao Gang to have an unfamiliar eighth-rank warrior in the Dajiang Gang, not to mention Wu Yi has died at the hands of this warrior.

Under the ebb and flow, the strength of the Nujiao Gang is no longer as strong as that of the Dajiang Gang.

If the Nu Jiao Gang doesn't do something, what awaits them will be a slow death.

"but."

The member of the gang raised his face covered in black and gray carefully, hesitating to speak.

"But what? Just say something!"

Shang Jun's impatient voice made the gang member shiver.

"However, a brother who came back from Xiu County said that the warrior who killed Wu Yi seems to be a warrior named Li Changkong."

"My subordinates are not too sure, because Li Changkong was only a ninth-rank martial artist a month ago, so no matter how I think about it, my subordinates think it is impossible."

"After all, how can a ninth-rank warrior kill an eighth-rank warrior?"

The voice of this gang member became smaller and smaller, but no one cared about him anymore.

Everyone was so shocked by the news that they couldn't speak.

If what this gang member said is true, then the Nujiao Gang will be even more dangerous.

They had already investigated Li Changkong's background.

This person was an ordinary person three months ago!

What a frightening speed of progress to go from an ordinary person to a rank-[-] in three months!

According to this speed, maybe it won't take long for Guang Li Changkong to wipe out their entire Nujiao gang by himself.

At this moment, Jiang Anzu's mood calmed down instead, he waved his hand lightly, and let the gang member below retreat.

The lobby fell silent instantly, and everyone had different expressions on their faces.

Ever since he heard that the murderer was named Li Changkong, Shang Jun's face became extremely gloomy.

There is no worse news than this. Even though his strength is much stronger than Wu Yi, if Wu Yi wants to run away wholeheartedly, he will not be able to catch up.

If Li Changkong could make Wu Yifu unable to escape, then even if he could defeat Li Changkong, it would be very difficult to kill him.

This made Shang Jun feel extremely irritable.

After a long time, Jiang Anzu opened his eyes, his majestic face was full of determination:

"Chao Jiao, the plan you mentioned before can start."

(End of this chapter)