Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

"We will encounter hostile soul masters in the village on the way up the mountain. Remember, do not show mercy."

“If they had sent the signal in time, there would have been greater casualties on our side.”

"action!"

Tang Lan stood at the foot of the mountain, glanced at the steep mountains above, and gave orders very quickly.

Including Tang Lan, a total of thirty-six people completely blended into the darkness, infiltrating silently towards the mountain.

Muffled groans could be heard from time to time along the way, but they could not stop Tang Lan and the others.

After easily dealing with the sentries along the way, everyone finally reached the halfway point of the mountain.

When they got up there, Tang Lan and the others discovered that there was a very spacious stone road that had been dug out around them, and there were even obvious traces of recent wheel tracks around it.

"This trace is obviously not left by just one car. It looks like there must be no less than ten cars."

"And they came up in the last two days. There is no mainland under this mountain. It seems that the real road has been hidden by them."

Tang Lan leaned down, looked at the tire tracks on the ground, then looked back at the dense bushes below, and then spoke.

The Yangjiao Mountain, viewed from the front, is a huge mountain range covered with lush vegetation, with only a vaguely visible human-shaped path leading up the mountain.

But Tang Lan and others would not think that these were just some small paths. There must be a road in the dense woods that only they knew about, which could be used for carriages to go up the mountain.

But the mountains stretch northward for dozens of miles, and finding this road is almost impossible.

But even so, they could tell that many carriages had indeed come here.

Tang Lan knew without guessing that this must be the carriage of the people from the Crazy Lion Sect.

There is a high probability that all the supplies looted from the Tang Clan's convoy were brought to the mountain.

At this moment, the sound of conversation suddenly came from the distance, attracting the attention of Tang Lan and others.

Almost tacitly, everyone hid in the bushes on the roadside, holding their breath and observing secretly.

"Those carriages are full of good stuff. If we share even a little of it, it would be worth the soul coins you and I have earned here over the years."

"Yeah, it's a pity that the leader wouldn't let us move, saying that all these things must be sent back to the Crazy Lion Sect."

Several people were talking to each other, and were already walking slowly towards where Tang Lan was waiting, with spears in their hands.

The third person in the six-man team immediately spoke up, "You keep saying that we are all disciples of the Crazy Lion Sect, but now you are not willing to share even this little thing with us."

"To put it bluntly, these guys just don't treat us as their own people. They are really a bunch of ungrateful people. It's a pity that our boss is so open-hearted to them."

Whoosh! !

At this moment, dozens of black shadows jumped out from the bushes at the same time. Strangely, no one resisted or shouted.

In fact, it was Huo Yuhao in the darkness who launched a mental attack.

After a brief period of confusion, these people woke up to find a sharp dagger on their necks.

"You, who are you!"

The skinny middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader among the six people also had a look of shock on his face.

They never expected that someone would appear here in the middle of the night and hold all of them hostage.

"Tell me, where are those supply trucks you mentioned? Where is the big boss you mentioned?"

Jiang Nannan held a dagger in her hand and asked the person in front of her with a cold voice.

As he spoke, the dagger in his hand became slightly heavier, even cutting a bloody mark on the opponent's neck.

"I, I say!" "There are seven carriages carrying supplies in total, and they are now in the warehouse on the east side of the village."

"Our boss is known as the Poker King Zhuoer, and is a level 89 Soul Douluo. He is currently in the reception room entertaining several elders from the Crazy Lion Sect."

The man's legs were shaking as he quickly answered.

"Take us there, but I have to warn you that if you dare to do anything, I will be the first to cut your neck."

Realizing that the man in front of her was a coward and afraid of death, Jiang Nannan gave Tang Lan a questioning look.

After seeing Tang Lan nodded in agreement, he decided to spare his life.

Seeing that the leader had chosen to give up resistance, the five people behind him also dropped their weapons one after another.

Later, except for the captain, the other five were knocked unconscious one after another, tied up and trapped deep in the woods with their mouths gagged.

Tang Lan and others separated five people and asked them to change into each other's clothes and continue to move forward.

The rest of the people automatically looked for other patrol teams around, changed into their clothes in the same way and blended in with them.

Tang Lan was surrounded by Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, Ma Xiaotao and Tang Wutong.

As for Xiaoxiao, she, Huo Yuhao, Cai Tou and others were outside dealing with the guards around them.

In one hour, all the guards here will be replaced and eliminated.

"Huh? Old Qiao, didn't you just take people out to look for Gang? Why are you back again?!"

As soon as everyone arrived at the checkpoint of the mountain stronghold, several guards nearby looked at Old Joe, who was walking in front, with confusion.

At this moment, behind Old Qiao, the dagger held by Jiang Nannan was firmly pressed against his back.

"Ahahaha, I suddenly forgot. Liu Er said he wanted to switch shifts with me today. They have something to do tomorrow. I just remembered it after I arrived."

The middle-aged man called Lao Qiao felt a chill in the back of his heart and hurriedly explained.

"So that's how it is. Well then, brothers, go to bed early. This isn't a peaceful time. We never know which force will attack our stronghold again."

"Only by conserving your energy can you achieve the first merit. When that time comes, Old Joe, don't forget your brothers!"

The leader at the checkpoint laughed and joked with Old Joe.

"Of course, let's go in first!"

Old Joe gave a rather stiff smile, but luckily it was very dark and the other party couldn't tell any difference at all.

After entering the mountain stronghold, Tang Lan and others understood why it was so difficult for all forces to conquer this place.

There are more than 800 people here, and more than 200 of them are soul masters.

There are dozens of Soul Emperors, more than twenty Soul Saints, and even five Soul Douluos.

It is said that the leader's martial spirit is even proficient in a secret technique that can improve his strength in a short period of time.

This situation is very similar to Hou Li's before. In critical moments, he can even fight against Titled Douluo for a short period of time.

This is also the reason why that guy was able to occupy this place for so many years.

But today he met Tang Lan, so he could only consider himself unlucky.

The group swaggered along the way, missing several patrol teams, and arrived at the warehouse in the east very smoothly.

"Sure enough, all these supply wagons are here! These guys are so abominable."

Ma Xiaotao looked at the carriage in the warehouse and the horses tied beside it, and immediately spoke angrily. (End of this chapter)