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Chapter 276: Horror Black Killing, the big boss’s back-up plan.

Black killing is not one person, but a group of people.

So why did they choose this unlucky name for themselves?

Because they are like a plague, no matter who encounters them, it will be difficult to save their lives!

And who are they?

There are all kinds of people, some are from the lower five sects, some are disciples expelled from prestigious sects such as Wudang and Shaolin, and some are even wanderers from Fusang Island in the East China Sea who have wandered to the Middle Earth!

Each of them has good kung fu, but what is really scary about them is not their kung fu, but that they are shameless and do not care about their lives!
Murong Fu had also heard a little bit about the rumors about the underworld organization.

But the reason why he stopped was not just black killing.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu first looked at the big boss, and then stared at Zhu Yeqing, with a playful smile on his lips.

Sensing that the other person's eyes were on him, Zhu Yeqing quickly bowed his back lower and buried his head deeply. If someone was lying on the ground and looking up, he would see cold sweat covering his forehead.

Flame Mountain, Xiahou Xing, the son of the Xiahou family in Hongyun Valley, appeared outside the small border town seven days ago.

It's just that Lei Hu's martial arts skills are too high and the big boss is extremely cautious. For this reason, he has been dormant under the big boss for six years.

He does have his own little agenda. He seems to be trying his best to hire killers from the underworld for the big boss, but secretly he hopes that the big boss will continue to fight against him.

After all, if there is no gangster organization to continue to protect the big boss, how can the big boss dare to continue to fight against the other party? If he does not fight against the other party, how can he want the big boss to die?
But now his thoughts seemed to be noticed, but the uneasiness in his heart was quickly dispelled by the movement outside the hall.

Under the gaze of the other party, Zhu Yeqing couldn't help but have the illusion that he was being seen through.

As early as seven days ago, Zhuyeqing received a message.

Bai Mu said: "With the seven of us here, no matter what we do, it is enough."

But after Zhuyeqing got the news, he deliberately hid it.

"That's why we're doing this undercover, but I can guarantee that this trouble will disappear soon!"

Murong Fu kept smiling and suddenly said: "Have all the assassins arrived?"

Venomous snakes don't laugh, but if vipers could laugh, it would be like this.

He puffed out his chest proudly, as if to indicate his high status in the gangster organization.

Behind him, several more people walked in soon.

They were a big man holding an axe, and two well-dressed men who fell silently on the ground. It seemed that the two of them were not weak in Qinggong, especially their sharp eyes. As soon as they came in, they started to size up everyone present.

Bai Mu stared at Murong Fu and said coldly: "It's enough to deal with anyone."

Murong Fu said: "I remember there should be two more!"

Seeing his eyes, the big boss couldn't help but shudder, but he still smiled and said: "You are a nigger who kills niggas, you are finally here!"

Soon I heard the sound of clogs "tapping, tapping" coming from outside the hall. From far to near, two people wearing five-inch high clogs came swaggering over.

Just as the big boss was afraid of him, he had long thought of replacing him.

Bai Mu said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether those two people come or not."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Is it enough to deal with me?"

The other man was wearing black robes and black shoes, and even his face was dark, making him look even more mysterious and terrifying.

For example, Lei Hu's true identity, such as the man in white in front of him.

The two have fluffy buns, like ferocious-looking Fuso ronin, with wide robes and large sleeves. One of them has an eight-foot-long sword stuck diagonally on his seven-inch-wide pure silk belt, but his hands are tucked into his sleeves.

"we are coming!"

Xia Houxing's "Thousand Snake Monster Sword" is famous all over the world, but he was defeated by a mysterious man in white.

Bai Mu said: "We're all here."

Soon a thin man in black suddenly appeared between the two ronin. The thin man seemed to be squeezed at any time but his face showed no expression at all.

Murong Fu said: "Oh?"

And not only Xiahou Xing, but also Xiahou Feishan, the top master of the Xiahou family at that time, the "Flame Condor", was defeated by him.

Lei Hu lost!

He knows a lot, far more than the big boss knows.

A tall and thin Taoist in blue robes, with a white wooden hairpin stuck in his bun, walked in with a long sword in his hand.

Murong Fu said: "But I remember that there should be nine people killed."

The appearance of Murong Fu gave him the opportunity to plan and replace it.

The nigger said coldly.

The big boss was surprised!
But he looked as normal as if he had guessed all this.

Ejima and Sasaki from the Yakuza organization are here.

Bai Mu said: "Well..."

His face was small and his eyes were small, but there was a vicious smile in his eyes.

"No, we heard that there is someone here, and he often has trouble with the big boss!"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "I know that the reputation of the Black Hand Organization has become loud enough in recent years, but I wonder if it can be compared to the Black Hand Organization back then?"

Bai Mu couldn't help but look strange when he heard this, and immediately shook his head.

As a former abandoned disciple of the Wudang Sect, he naturally knew some of the past events in the world.

It is said that during Gong Ziyu's ten years, there was an organization called the Black Hand in the world. They did everything from kidnapping, extortion, and assassination. The most famous killer among them was the "Five-Star Double Killer."

It is even said that there was a peacock feather in the Black Hand organization back then.

Compared to the Black Hand organization, the current Black Killings are naturally far inferior.

Even the name of the gangster organization is said to have the meaning of imitating the gangster organization of the past.

Murong Fu said calmly: "Then I advise you to wait until the two of them arrive before taking action, because you will only have one chance to take action!"

When Bai Mu heard this, his face turned slightly ugly.

His hand has tightened his grip on the sword. As the highest-ranking person in the Black Death Organization, he has not encountered anyone who dared to speak to him like this for a long time.

Besides, there is a hidden story behind this matter.

In recent years, Lao Chai has been distracted by his greed for drink. Not long ago, he got drunk again just after entering the city, and started having sex with a group of Hebei Road escorts outside the city.

But those escorts were really tough, so Bai Mu and others just sat back and watched him die.

As for the monk who was born in Shaolin, he fell ill again on the way and is now nowhere to be found.

"I said, the seven of us are enough!"

Bai Mu stared coldly at Murong Fu who was not far away, his tone had become extremely cold.

As soon as he said this, he saw Sasaki flying out and slashing down with his sword.

Ejima rolled on the spot and hit three Iron Horns with his backhand, which were the exclusive hidden weapons used by Iga ninjas.

The two brothers are indeed capable of killing people anytime, anywhere, and they can kill anyone!

Murong Fu seemed to be predicting the future. Faced with the sudden sudden attack of the two brothers, he easily avoided the attack of the two brothers with one side of his body.

Sasaki's long sword was roaring, and each slash struck Murong Fu's vitals. Jiang Dao's movements were even more bizarre, rolling all over the ground, and all kinds of hidden weapons appeared in endlessly. Murong Fuxiu rolled up his robe, but Jiang Dao roared again and fell on his back. There were three iron stars nailed side by side on his chest, which he had just punched out.

When Sasaki saw Edashima's sudden death, he flew into the air and struck down with his sword.

The sword was sharp, accurate and fast, using the most powerful "cutting in the wind" technique in Fuso Kendo!
However, the next moment, he heard a scream and flew backwards like an arrow from a string. No one else had seen his face. I saw the tip of a knife protruding from his back, and blood was shot out in one step.

When he fell on his back, everyone saw the knife.

The eight-foot-long Japanese sword pierced his chest and came out from his back. It was clearly his own personal weapon.

This time no one dared to pounce on him, even Bai Mu's expression changed.

Bai Mu suddenly sneered and winked at his companions.

The two well-dressed men who were the best in Qinggong just now flew up immediately, one from the left and the other from the right, and attacked Murong Fu from a flank. Their movements were as light as a flying swallow.

Swinging the axe, the tiger roared and rushed over. The figure in front of him flashed, and it turned out that the nigger was already ahead of him.

The four people surrounded them from front to back, left and right, and their actions were coordinated accurately and closely. No matter who it is, it will be difficult for him to escape from their encirclement.

Especially the Burmese knife hidden in the black man's waist, which can pierce the throat with one move and rarely misses.

But a bizarre scene happened. Murong Fu just clapped his hands lightly, and the two well-dressed men who flew out like swallows just groaned at the same time. The next moment, two sacks were thrown heavily to the ground.

Just as they fell, the ax and the nigger flew back, but the ax had no head and the nigger had really become a ghost.

The head of the ax was chopped off by his own axe. The nigger no longer had the weapon in his hand, but there was a bloody mark on his throat.

Bai Mu's hand was still holding the hilt of the sword, but the cold sweat on his forehead had fallen like raindrops.

Murong Fu said calmly: "I told you before, at least wait until everyone is here before taking action!"

The veins on the back of Bai Mu's hand holding the sword bulged like a coiled snake, and he suddenly said: "Okay, very good."

His voice was hoarse: "I didn't expect that you are actually the direct disciple of Jiangnan Murong. That move just now was the Jiangnan Murong family's 'take the son's younger brother and attack the son's uncle', right?"

"No, you are wrong!"

Murong Fu's eyes showed a strange look, then he slowly shook his head.

When Zhu Yeqing saw this scene, he hurriedly lowered his head, and the smile on his lips could hardly be concealed.

Because if nothing unexpected happens, the big boss will die soon.

He knew the martial arts of the man in white and understood that Bai Mu alone could not protect the big boss.

Soon...he will become the new big boss.

And suddenly there was a beast-like roar outside the door, and with a flash of sword light, Bai Mu flew out, the sword light covering his whole body like flowing clouds.

Zhu Yeqing's expression suddenly changed. He stood hunched over, not even daring to move or raise his head.

There was a crisp sound of "G", a cold light flew in, and it turned out to be a sword nailed to the wall. Then there were three more "GeGeGe" sounds, and three more sword points flew in and were nailed to the wall.

Then Bai Mu stepped back step by step, his face was completely pale, and only the hilt of the sword in his hand was left.

The hundred-refined steel sword had been broken into pieces.

A person outside the door sneered: "To deal with you, I don't even need the Murong family's martial arts!"

Bai Mu wanted to speak, but held back. Suddenly he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. When he fell down, his pale face had turned black.

The big boss smiled and said: "Of course this is not the Murong family's Kung Fu, this is the Black Sand Palm!"

The person outside the door said: "Good eyesight.

The big boss said: "Thank you for your hard work this time, Mr. Mao Da."

Mr. Mao Da said outside the door: "It's just a matter of killing a few thieves, so why bother? It will only be faster if Qiu Er takes action!"

The big boss let out a long breath and said: "The swordsmanship of Mr. Mao Da and Mr. Qiu Er is unparalleled in the world, and I have long admired them."

Speaking of this, the big boss looked at Zhu Yeqing meaningfully.

Zhu Yeqing's face has long been ashen.

The big boss said: "Did you hear that?"

Zhuye Qingdao lowered his head: "I heard it."

The big boss said: "I like to prepare for a rainy day, so I invited Mr. Mao Da and Mr. Qiu Er in advance to help. Even if someone wants my life, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Zhuye Qing said: "Yes."

The big boss said calmly: "So if you want to kill me, I'm afraid it won't be easy!"

Zhuye Qing said: "I..."

The big boss suddenly darkened his face and said coldly: "You think I don't know why you hired them?"

Zhuyeqing didn't dare to speak again.

He also knelt down, knelt down straight, kneeling in front of the big boss.

He has discovered that this person is far more powerful than he imagined.

But the big boss didn't even look at him anymore and waved his hand: "You're tired, you might as well go out."

The bamboo leaf green dare not move. Just outside this door, there is a person who is looking for his soul and his life waiting. How can he dare to go out.

Fortunately, Mr. Mao Da spoke at this time: "Are you tarnishing the reputation of the Murong family?"

His voice was extremely cold, especially when he mentioned the word "Murong", as if he was hiding endless sorrow.

Murong Fu raised his head and looked at the wrinkled, white-haired old man in front of him. His tone was quite playful: "Am I tarnishing the reputation of the Murong family?"

"Yes, do you know that the reputation of the Murong family cannot be tarnished!"

Having said this, Mr. Mao Da had already fixed his eyes on Murong Fu.

"So fifteen years ago, who was it that made Qixingtang lose its reputation?"

Murong Fu raised his head and met Mr. Mao Da's gaze without evading it at all. Then he said something that made Mr. Mao Da change his mind.

But soon Murong Fu noticed a compelling murderous aura, piercing him like the tip of a needle.

Murong Fu knew that only masters who really wanted to kill people and were confident that they could kill people would bring such murderous intent.

There is no doubt that such a person has arrived in the hall now, and he has noticed that the person is slowly approaching behind him.

But in the face of such a critical situation, Murong Fu still looked as normal, but said in a calm tone: "There are rumors in the world that Mr. Mao Da and Qiu Er are inseparable. Now it seems that what they said is true!"

He didn't move, and neither did the people behind him.

Of course, this person is also a master. Only a master who has experienced hundreds of battles and killed without calculation can be so patient and calm. He will never take action until he has the opportunity.

Everything was completely still, even the wind had stopped.

"Why haven't you taken action yet?"

Murong Fu said calmly.

The man was silent for a moment and said: "I never attack people behind their backs!"

His words were extremely proud, and soon the murderous aura came from the front.

(End of this chapter)