Wild Dogs

Yang Fan was taken aback, glanced at the man, and then nodded slightly.

"Yes, I do want to escape, but I wonder what your thoughts are?"

Yang Fan was a little confused about what this person was trying to do.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man lowered his voice.

"That's right, I've already contacted some friends. As long as we unite and work together, we're sure we can get out of here."

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.

"So, what are your plans?"

Then, the middle-aged man gestured to the side with his lip.

"That's right, I plan to lead everyone out to snatch their knives and fight our way out."

Then, he explained in detail to Yang Fan how he planned to disarm Yang Fan.

After hearing this, Yang Fan remained silent for a long time before looking at the man with a strange expression.

This person was being far too proactive, which made him feel a little strange.

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed uninterested, the man became anxious.

"What? Young master, you're unwilling? This is a rare opportunity. As long as we fight our way out of here, the others can live."

"If we continue to be manipulated by these people, who knows what will happen next?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan nodded slightly.

"You're right. If we don't put up any resistance, we could indeed run into big trouble."

"But why are you so certain that the others will follow you?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately spoke confidently to Yang Fan.

"Don't worry, they will definitely come with me."

"We know each other, there won't be any problem."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan nodded, but a thought flashed through his mind: he felt that what this person said was somewhat strange.

Yang Fan didn't say anything more, then nodded slightly.

"Here's what we'll do: if you want to take action, just give the shout, and we'll all do it together."

However, as Yang Fan said this, a smile appeared in his eyes.

After a moment, the middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, then stepped aside, clearly trying to win over others.

Seeing this, Yang Fan stroked his chin and began to ponder.

It seems that quite a few of these mortals are still unwilling to accept this.

However, Yang Fan didn't think these people could really succeed; their attempts were likely to be in vain.

However, if Yang Fan has nothing else to do, he can naturally step in to help.

Now, however, he is going to the Blood Blade Sect to investigate thoroughly, so he naturally won't do anything unnecessary.

Therefore, Yang Fan stood there calmly.

Several more hours passed, and seeing that the guards seemed to have relaxed their guards, the middle-aged man immediately shouted.

"Let's do it!"

In an instant, more than a dozen figures darted out from the side. These people could no longer contain themselves and immediately rushed forward, wanting to seize the weapons of these martial arts gangs.

Unexpectedly, just as they were about to seize the weapons, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared from the side and surrounded them.

These gang members are far more powerful than ordinary people.

These people failed to seize the weapons and were instead cornered.

As they pressed closer, the members of the martial arts gangs began to mock them.

"What, you don't think I didn't see through your secret collusion, do you?"

"Pah!"

The leader of the gang spat fiercely.

"To tell you the truth, I saw it all clearly when you started colluding in secret. You just deliberately lured people out to lure them out."

"Do you really think this is your chance?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile slightly.

Clearly, he had suspected someone was lying in ambush, and now it seems he was right.

I didn't expect that these gangs in the martial arts world would be so good at using schemes.

Seeing that there was no way out, the middle-aged man shouted sharply.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Aren't we doing all this just to survive?"

"If you won't let us live, we'll fight you to the death. Do you expect us to just surrender and let you slaughter us?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Jianghu gang sized up the burly man and then sneered.

"We don't want to kill you either."

"The law of the jungle applies here. If you have no ability, then we will naturally be the ones to slaughter you."

"If you're so capable, we'll be at your mercy right now."

"Since you're incompetent, why are you spouting nonsense?"

As they spoke, the group rushed forward and tied up all of the dozen or so people.

"My lord, what should be done next?"

Someone immediately whispered to the leader.

Upon hearing this, the leader waved his hand.

"What are you standing there for? Tie them all up, tie them up over there, and starve them for a few days first."

"Aren't you going to kill them?"

Someone immediately asked.

"Kill them? Why kill them? They're all useful; killing them would be such a waste."

Then he stepped forward, patted the burly man's cheek, and signaled the others to tie them all up.

"Someone, move them all aside. In a few days, when we have enough people, send them away. Once they get there, someone will take care of them."

The burly man with a full beard spoke coldly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's heart stirred. It seemed that they were hoping the Blood Blade Sect would deal with these people for them.

Soon, all of these people were taken aside.

Then, the burly man with a thick beard walked to the front of the group and gave a sinister laugh.

"very good."

"I know that kid had also gathered a group of people besides those guys."

"But you were wise enough not to make a move or oppose us, that's good."

"As long as you don't oppose us, we won't make things difficult for you."

"Alright, let's serve the food."

Then, the burly man with the thick beard waved his hand, and immediately one of his men came over with several bags.

He stuffed two spoiled steamed buns into everyone's pockets as a snack.

Seeing this, Yang Fan grinned.

This gang is really ruthless. They're going to sell these people off to other places, but they're so stingy with the food they give them.

However, these things were of no concern to Yang Fan.

After he ate the steamed buns, he instantly melted them all down.

In any case, whether he eats grains or not doesn't make much difference to him.

And so, two days later, the number of mortals bound here finally reached one hundred.

Then, the burly man with the thick beard waved his hand.

"Alright, now we have enough people. Go and bring them all over. We'll head to the Immortal Sect together."

"Yes."

Several subordinates immediately obeyed and left.

Soon, all the people who had been taken away earlier were brought in.

These people had been starving for two days and looked to be on the verge of death, completely unable to resist.

"Hey, that's more like it, you've definitely become much more obedient."

The burly man with the thick beard waved his hand, and immediately the gang members led the group away from the mountain god temple and headed ahead.