Ten minutes later, two trucks drove up from the direction of the scenic area. From the trucks, more than a dozen thugs wearing black suits, large sunglasses, and carrying light machine guns were ignored.

People groaned on the ground, and they hurriedly moved the broken wood blocking the road for their young master.

"Throw it out to feed the wolves in the back of the mountain, and make it easier!" Nalan Hong said coldly.

"Yes! Master!"

Although I am used to seeing life and death, I can't bear to see Nalan Hong's cruelty. After all, these are more than 20 lives. Even if they did something wrong, they can no longer be enemies with the Nalan family.

His arms and legs were broken, so why did Nalanhong have to take his life?

"Xiaolan...this..." I wanted to plead for this group of people.

Nalan Hong interrupted me with his skill. "Brother Wushuang, there is no need to say anything. You don't understand. There is no need to be merciful when dealing with these people. If you let them go, they will definitely have the entire clan come back to fight with you. After they

In their eyes, the treasure of Daqing Dragon Veins in Changbai Mountain is their lifeblood. They will do anything for money, and they must never 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 lurking in Songjianghe Town. It is uncertain how many people there are in the Manchu Holy Mountain tonight.

What about the killings that we cannot see? Facing the wealth of a country that is so rich, human life is really worthless.

The car drove forward for a while, and when we arrived at the entrance of the Changbai Mountain Scenic Area, we saw the huge stone again. On the stone were engraved several large red characters "Beautiful Changbai Mountain".

In front of the main entrance, all the staff of the scenic area and the work stations of the tourism company have been replaced by people from the Nalan family. The main entrance of the scenic area is brightly lit, and the Nalan family's servants patrol back and forth carrying light machine guns like well-trained special forces.

It was so dark and crowded! There were hundreds of people in black just guarding the main entrance of the scenic spot.

I was stunned to see that the Nalan family was so rich that they had so many thugs in private. It seemed that they had already prepared for the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty to reappear in the world today.

"Master, you are here, are you going into the mountain now?" One of the leading men in black came over respectfully to greet Nalanhong.

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

Mouse thought that his family was rich and powerful. Seeing Nalanhong's behavior, he couldn't help but opened his mouth and praised repeatedly: "Oh my god! I said Mr. Nalan, these people are all yours? Wear them."

It’s so neat. They are all retired special forces, right? Well, with them, we won’t be afraid even if the grandsons from down the mountain come up together tonight!”

"Haha...Brother Haotian, you underestimate them too much. This is just the first card I set up on the bright side. These can't stop the real masters. Let's go, we have done a lot of things tonight. Just now

Sozhuo Luo Shi just moved his muscles and bones!" Nalanhong led us through the main entrance of the scenic spot, and the group continued walking inside.

I understand what Nalanhong means. Real masters cannot be dealt with by modern weapons. Those shamanic and pagan masters all move in secret and kill people invisibly. Small families like the Guarjia, Guobulo, and Hesheli families.
Chapter completed!