The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

The gang member quickly asked, "Are Bai San and the others dead?"

"Bai San? Them?"

Huang Boliu immediately straightened up, his brows furrowing.

Bai San was a minor leader guarding his street.

Bai San was killed; someone trespassed into his territory?

How many people died?

Realizing this, Huang Bolu pressed for an answer.

"Seven of them. Bai San's team is all dead. We only found out when we changed shifts."

The gang member was terrified.

Huang Boliu frowned, about to speak, when another gang member burst in from outside the door.

"Boss, someone's dead! Someone's dead!"

The gang member was also in a panic, and after rushing in, he kept saying things.

"Are you dead again?"

Huang Bolu's face was grim as he asked, "Who died?"

The gang member's expression grew even more panicked: "Dong Wei, Zhu Nan, and Chen Wei are all dead. Their entire team is dead."

"They're all dead??"

Huang Boliu sat up in surprise.

These three were all minor leaders, and their men had also died. Including the men from before, a total of more than twenty or nearly thirty people had died. These were all guards of this street.

"Did you see clearly who killed him?"

Huang Bolu questioned.

The gang member quickly shook his head: "I don't know, they were already dead when we got there."

"Boss."

Just then, another person burst in from outside.

Without him saying anything, Huang Boluo could tell from the expression on the newcomer's face that someone else had died.

"Be on guard! Be on guard immediately!"

Huang Boliu immediately gave the order, but not long after, someone broke in again to report that another dead body had been found. However, this time the person who came in said that he had made a discovery, and Huang Boliu immediately led his men to the scene.

When Huang Bolu arrived at the scene with his gang, they found more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, and next to these corpses were two large characters written in blood.

"Give a gift."

Chapter 310: The King of Hell Takes Life

"Boss, this..."

The rest of the Tianhe Gang members watched this scene in horror.

Huang Bolu's face turned extremely ugly.

If he didn't know what was going on before, he does now.

This is all because of him.

"I wonder where I have offended you, sir. Is there any misunderstanding? I would be grateful if you would come out and meet me."

Huang Boliu cupped his hands in greeting and said loudly.

After a while.

There was silence all around.

Huang Bolu's face turned ugly.

"what!!!!"

A scream rang out in the distance.

Huang Boliu suddenly turned his head.

"Chase after me!"

Huang Boliu immediately chased after the direction from which the screams came.

The screams came from another street.

Huang Bolu arrived at the destination with his gang, his gaze sharpening once more.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground; these were all members of the Tianhe Gang.

Other gang members had already gathered here by this time.

"What happened? Did you see clearly who did it?"

Huang Bolu immediately questioned one of the gang members who had arrived earlier.

The gang member quickly shook his head.

"Boss, we just arrived and haven't found the murderer yet."

Huang Boliu frowned, his anger rising, but he finally calmed down and asked, "Has the cause of death been examined?"

At this moment, a junior leader came over and said, "Boss, they were all killed with a single blow. They all had a cut on their necks, but there were no other signs of injury on their bodies."

Upon hearing this, Huang Boliu frowned.

One fatal blow, killing so many people, all with wounds on the neck—this is the work of a master.

With this thought in mind, Huang Bolu began to recall if he had any enemies.

After a while.

Huang Bolu shook his head.

He couldn't remember.

After pondering without success, Huang Bolu looked at the minor leader.

"Can you figure out the killer's martial arts style?"

The minor leader shook his head.

How could he possibly tell?

Seeing this, Huang Bolu went to the front of the corpses and began to examine their wounds, but the result was the same.

The wound was too simple; you couldn't tell what had happened.

Huang Bolu stood up and gave the order.

"Notify the brothers in the gang that there are experts secretly targeting our Tianhe Gang. We don't know how many of them there are, but their martial arts skills are extremely high. Everyone should be on guard and not be alone."

Since he didn't yet know who the other party was, Huang Bolu could only make this arrangement.

"Yes, boss."

The crowd bowed and accepted the order.

Before Huang Bolu could make any further arrangements, another member of the gang ran over from a distance.

"Boss! Another person has died."

Upon hearing this, Huang Bolu's face darkened considerably. He said nothing and simply instructed the man to take him to the scene.

When everyone arrived at the scene, they found more than a dozen more bodies on the ground. In a corner, a gang member was curled up on the ground, his eyes filled with terror, muttering something under his breath.

"A ghost...there's a ghost..."

Huang Bolu stepped forward, but before he could ask any questions, the gang member shouted, startling everyone present.

"There's a ghost!!"

Everyone was startled upon hearing this.

"what?"

"A ghost?"

These gang members were already somewhat fearful, and upon hearing this, they all became agitated.

"Where did this ghost come from!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Boliu immediately scolded the man and slapped him hard across the face, waking him up.

The gang member seemed to have just come to his senses when he saw that Huang Bolu and the other gang members had arrived.

"Help...the gang leader."

Huang Boliu frowned at him: "What exactly happened?"

Upon hearing this, the gang member's face showed a hint of fear again. He pointed to the corpses on the ground and said, "Boss, there are ghosts! Ghosts are killing people! They were all killed by ghosts. I saw it with my own eyes."

Seeing that the man was still spouting nonsense, Huang Boliu's face darkened and he rebuked him, "Where would a ghost come from in my mighty Ming Dynasty?"

After reprimanding the man, Huang Bolu immediately asked, "What exactly happened? Did you see the murderer? What did he look like?"

The gang member looked terrified: "I don't know."

Huang Bolu really wanted to kill him with one blow, but this man was the only survivor. Huang Bolu calmed down and said, "Tell me everything that happened."

The man shuddered, but still carefully recalled what had happened and recounted the events.

"Just now, Lin and I were patrolling here and we were discussing who was so bold as to come to my Tianhe Gang to kill people. The next second, I turned around and someone was dead."

The man said, trembling, "Later we felt that there were people around us, but we couldn't find them no matter how hard we looked."

People among them kept dying, but they couldn't find the killer.

"Then I saw a figure suddenly pass by my eyes and then disappear immediately. The next second I saw that Brother Lin and the others were all dead."

The man stared at Huang Boliu with terrified eyes.