"Are you here?" As soon as it was launched, Big Bear suddenly lost a message to me.

Hey, these guys, Big Bear, have been missing for a long time. Why are you looking for me? I replied: "Brother, what's the matter? If you have something to do, please talk."

Big Bear immediately replied, "Brother, there is a lively incident. Do you want to join in?"

What a lively thing, is it a matter of killing Boss again? I asked, "Let's listen to Sa."

"A few days ago, I and Chaudeng and others suddenly rose up and were preparing to go to the Yellow Spring Hell. Now it is a major tourist attraction in the world. There are people from nearby gangs in each floor. But this time, when I arrived at the Tumo, I was stopped by a group of foreigners. There were European and Japanese people. There were so many people. I asked each of us to pay fifty gold coins, otherwise we would not let us in. I was so arrogant that we saw that there were many people, so we had to go and see. Later, I told the forum that many people were angry. Now, several gangs have joined forces and spoke up to prepare for the Qing Dynasty in the Yellow Spring Hell tonight. Brother, do you want to go and see?"

Oh, are those foreigners so arrogant? They are so arrogant. They are fighting Ming Ming to become king and incite public anger. If several gangs join forces to fight, they will inevitably have a big chaos. If they do this, who will eventually benefit? What about the strength of those foreigners? It's really interesting.

"Okay, I'll go check it out tonight, where are you?" I replied to Big Bear.

"Of course we have to go, we must kill him a few fucking fun! Otherwise, we would be sorry for our more than one billion Chinese compatriots." Big Bear replied.

I couldn't help but smile secretly when I heard Big Bear's words. More than one billion Chinese compatriots, if all Chinese people really think so, how could the foreigners dare to be so arrogant? I'm sure there must be a scum secretly colluding with these foreigners, otherwise they wouldn't be so unscrupulous. I'll go to watch the fun, not killing people and setting fires. There's nothing to worry about.

When I thought of this, I put away the pager, turned around and ran towards the teleportation array. It was still early, so I went over and made some flavored snacks to fill my stomach.

After eating and drinking, I just walked to the gate of Yanshi City, a large group of foreigners immediately attracted my attention (no matter which country, except for the people from Asian countries and people with yellow skin, dark eyes, and everything else looks similar). Looking at their aggressive posture, they really want to go to the bloody desert. Could it be that those foreigners can't contact more and really want to launch a war of aggression against China. They are so impatient.

I muttered to myself, just as I was about to go over and listen to what they were saying. Suddenly I found a familiar figure inside. Is it him or him, the red hair of the firebird is really too eye-catching, and standing in the crowd, it looks like a flower. Why are they here for? Do you want to play and kill again? I kept a god. Put on a wizard cloak and slowly came over.

"How are you all brothers ready?" Firebird asked the big dog standing aside with his face.

The big dog looked back and whispered, "Everything is ready, and I heard that many gangs in China are also preparing to take action, and they are all big gangs. This time those Italian pigs should taste the taste of public anger." The big dog waved the wand in his hand and said with a little smugness.

The firebird nodded, looked back at the brothers around him, waved his hand and marched into the bloody desert with a group of people.

As they drove, several groups of people gathered everywhere in and outside the city started to move, and the target was the bloody desert.

As night fell, a light red crescent moon hung high in the horizon, staring at everything below indifferently, with a little coldness and depression, the entire bloody desert was filled with an undercurrent of silence. The air was extremely dull, without a trace of wind, and a few lonely black and blue sandstones were staring at the land of death coldly, as if they were looking forward to the place where it became noisy and lively. So, it won't take long to put a thick stroke in this desert named for blood...

The Solomon treasure that once made me, Big Bear and others infinitely fascinated, no longer existed, leaving only a huge sand pit. The surrounding corpse spirits and corpses have long been cleaned up by later players. Even if dozens of new ones were found, they didn't have the chance to play, and they were immediately beaten to pieces by the swarmed knife and stick, and returned to where they should have gone.

Not far from the Portal of the Yellow Spring Hell, there were many players gathering in the east and west, with each screen of voice and ferocious expressions. They were waiting...

Firebird and his group came here. Seeing this, they smiled knowingly, waved their hands, and quietly retreated aside. Now, it was not their turn to do it first.

In front of the portal, a group of players were already fighting with a group of foreigners guarding the door.

"Damn, this place is not yours, why should I collect money? I didn't bring the money now, even if I brought it, I wouldn't give it to you, the grandsons. Why, you dare not let us in, right?" An orc player was shouting loudly, and the brother next to him also echoed.

"Damn, if you don't let go, I'll start chopping. Fuck, don't be shameless." Seeing that the foreigner guarding the gate made his face blue and purple, the orc continued to shout.

Haha, I brought a large group of people to challenge the situation. It was not something I was deliberately provoking trouble. I saw a foreigner guarding the door taking out the pager and retreating aside. It seemed that he was informing the local people inside to prepare.

I didn't feel like participating in the melee outside and started sneaking. I quietly touched the portal and flashed in sideways, leaving only a circle of slight ripples rippling on the star-shining door.

I originally thought I would see a large group of people stationed here, but I didn't expect that there were only a few people standing inside. Then I remembered that this gate could only enter but not exit, and there was no need to send a large number of people to guard it here. It seemed that the foreigners outside were just a cover, and maybe they had already made preparations inside, waiting for this large group of people to come in and kill them off guard.

I walked slowly to the Naihe Bridge, and there were thousands of people standing beside Mengpo. Haha, it seems that not only did I come in and ask for money, but I also had to spend some money to buy a bowl of Mengpo. Hell is full of yin energy. If I don’t kill this spot, I can’t drink Mengpo’s field, and the players outside will suffer a great loss. At that time, not only will there be foreigners, but also a large group of hell ghosts waiting to help collect the corpses.

Anyway, we were sneaking and letting those foreigners go around and walk towards Meng Po’s hut.

It was still the dilapidated wooden shed, and Meng Po was busy inside and outside. As soon as I entered the door, I immediately showed up.

When she saw it was me, Meng Po was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "Young man, it's you again, long time no see." The expression on the dry old face was so weird.

"Haha, it's me. You're very busy lately." I asked casually, thinking to myself: This old woman has a good memory and can recognize me.

"Yes!" Meng Po poured a jar of muddy water into a wooden bucket and murmured: "The underworld has become uneasy recently. I don't know why so many people have come in, which makes my old woman's business very good. I'm so busy that I'm so busy breaking up my old bones."

"Come on, since I'm here, I will inevitably drink a bowl of soup for my old lady." Meng Po's dry old hand handed over a bowl of turbid soup. Although it looked disgusting, I knew that if I didn't drink it, the yin energy in hell could kill people.

After drinking Mengpo's field in one sip, I turned around and left the cabin and said to Mengpo: "Mengpo, you'd better prepare more soup, and there are many people going to come in soon!"

"I know!" Meng Po opened her mouth with few teeth and smiled, saying, "I can't see this little thing after living such an old age? Look, I'm ready long ago."

I followed and smiled, and the shadow escaped and I flashed.

There was already a rush in outside, and the fight with the foreigner who was guarding the bridge was very enthusiastic. I smiled coldly and continued to walk inside. The show had just begun, so we had to find a good place to watch the most exciting scene.

Along the way, I had no intention of appreciating the scenery of hell, because if I had not calculated it wrong, the foreigners who were guarding here would definitely concentrate on the 18th floor of the knife and saw hell, because only there was a big wave of the corpse-breaking ghost king worthy of guarding, and there were most likely no flowers in other places.

Sure enough, there were not many players along the way, including the tongue-pulling hell, the scissors hell, the iron tree hell, the evil mirror hell, and the steamer hell..., but only the little ghosts running around. Only when they reached the 14th level of the ruthless death hell did players start to kill monsters.

I walked fast, and the players who came in from outside were not slow. I don’t know which gang was fighting with people from Meng Po, but the rest of the people actually rushed in. I didn’t miss it, and I flashed and went into the knife and saw hell.

The monsters here have been completely cleared, and a large number of people are guarding here. It seems that they are the main ones. I looked at them and saw that they knew the faces of these foreigners. In the middle of the crowd, a tall foreigner was whispering something to a small man wearing a black tights and holding a long knife. From time to time, they made a few sinister laughs.
Chapter completed!