After 10 minutes, two trucks drove up from the direction of the scenic spot, and more than a dozen thugs in black suits, big sunglasses, and light machine guns got out of the trucks.They didn't care about the groans of more than 20 people like Suozhuoluoshi on the ground, and hurriedly moved the broken logs blocking the middle of the road for their young master.

"Throw it to the back mountain to feed the wolves, do it quickly!" Nalan Hong said coldly.

"Yes! Young master!"

Although I am used to seeing life and death, I can't bear to see Nalanhong's cruelty. After all, this is more than 20 lives. Even if they did something wrong, they can no longer be enemies with Nalan's. It was the one with a broken leg, so why did Nalan Hong have to take his life?

"Xiaolan...this..." I have the heart to plead for these people.

Nalan Hong interrupted me. "Brother Wushuang, you don't need to say too much. You don't understand. You don't need to be merciful to these people. If you let them go, they will definitely come back and fight with you. In their eyes, the treasure of the Daqing Dragon Vessel in Changbai Mountain is Minggen, they will do anything for money, and they must not let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

Although I can't bear it, Nalanhong is right. This is only the first trouble we have encountered tonight. There are no less than a few thousand descendants of the Eight Banners ambushing in Songjianghe Town. Tonight, it is uncertain how many people are there in the holy mountain of the Qing Dynasty. The killing we don't see.In the face of the wealth that can rival a country's wealth, human life is really worthless.

The car drove forward for a further distance, and at the gate of Changbai Mountain Scenic Area, I saw the huge rock again, with several big red characters engraved on the stone "Beautiful Changbai Mountain".

In front of the main entrance, all the staff of the scenic spot and the work points of the tourism company have been replaced by people from Nalan's family. Come on, there is a crowd of people in darkness!There are hundreds of men in black just guarding the main entrance of the scenic spot.

I was dumbfounded. The Nalan family is so rich that they have raised so many thugs in private. It seems that they have already made preparations for the reappearance of the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty today.

"Young master, you are here. Are you going to enter the mountain now?" One of the leading men in black came over to greet Nalanhong respectfully.

"These are my friends, open the door, we're going to the hot springs."

Mouse thinks that his family is wealthy and powerful, so seeing Nalan Hong's situation, he can't help opening his mouth and praising: "Oh my god! I said Mr. Nalan, these people are all yours? It’s really neat, they are all retired special forces, right? Well, with them, we won’t be afraid even if the group of grandchildren from down the mountain come up tonight!”

"Hehe...Brother Haotian, you underestimate them too much. This is only the first card I set up on the bright side. These can't stop the real masters. Let's go, we have a lot of trouble tonight, just now The Suo Zhuo Luo family is just moving their muscles and bones!" Nalanhong led us through the main entrance of the scenic spot, and the group continued to walk inside.

I understand what Nalanhong means. Real masters are definitely not something that can be dealt with by modern weapons. Those shaman and pagan masters are all mysterious and murderous, like the small families of the Guarjia family, the Guobro family, and the Hesheli family. Needless to say, the ones who give us the most headaches are probably the members of the Tongjia clan and the descendants of the Fucha clan.

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