After the tide recedes, the wind will stir up new waves.
The same is true for Jianghu.
Shente City.
With Jiang Dali, the leader of Black Wind Village who had been missing for many days, reappearing, Shentie City immediately became more lively.
Although the chaos caused by the boxing god in the city hurt many players, under Jiang Dali's proper arrangements, many players who suffered losses were all compensated.
The Black Wind Martial Arts Tournament continues to be in full swing, attracting more players and people from all walks of life to watch the battle
In the city lord¡¯s mansion.
Jiang Dali was wearing a black cloak, exposing his bronze chest that was as hard as a rock. He was sitting as calmly as a mountain on the high platform of the martial arts field in the mansion, holding a roll of rosters and browsing attentively.
Standing in a row on both sides of him were eighteen burly and strong men, all with shining eyes. They were all dressed in black and had a red belt tied around their waists. They were guarding him vigorously, although their eyes did not fall on him. His expressions showed his extreme loyalty and respect for him.
At this time, in the martial arts arena below, the sound of "crack, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle." They were whipped and whipped, and even though the skin on their body was whipped red, they didn't make a sound, they were full of toughness.
By the time Jiang Dali finished reading the roster in his hand, these tough guys had already been training like this for half an hour.
Jiang Dali raised his head, looked at the Shentiecheng elites on the martial arts field, and nodded slightly in appreciation.
¡°These highly trained men were all personally selected by him from the many guards in Shentie City, and he planned to cultivate and create a highly trained force to further enhance the hard power of the village.
This is also his strategy to prevent Heifeng Village and Shentie City from being too focused on attracting players and outsiders, and he wants to spend time, a lot of money and materials to cultivate more loyal warriors of his own.
Although this strategy is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and may not be of much use to him in the future, it is the foundation of a long-lasting power. It can be used, but it cannot be lived without.
Therefore, Jiang Dali not only provided preferential support in terms of resources, but also absolutely supported and recognized the attitude, which made this part of the power begin to solidify.
He looked at the group of fierce men in the martial arts arena. He did not raise the volume, but his voice was transmitted to the ears of all the fierce men below without missing a word. He said, "You have to train like this. Don't be afraid of pain or suffering. You guys If there is anyone who can achieve great success in the Golden Body within one year, the leader of this village will give you a huge reward."
"drink!"
These hundred or so fierce men all shouted in unison, their blood was in the sky, and they were working very hard. Even if they were beaten with a wooden stick as thick as a bowl and broke on their bodies, they did not frown.
Jiang Dali stood up and muttered a simple order, "Since so many masters have come to seek refuge recently, I will ask them to wait at the Yiwu Hall later. The leader of this village will meet them in person after handling the matter."
"yes!"
An internal affairs elder waiting at the steps of the high platform immediately bowed in response, then bowed to welcome Jiang Dali down the steps, and personally welcomed Jiang Dali into an extremely gorgeous dragon sedan carried by eight people.
"Go to the back mountain."
Jiang Dali, Da Ma Jin Dao, sat in the carriage and gave an order. He immediately closed his eyes and rested, thinking about the strange people and even masters recorded in the roster just now, with a hint of satisfaction at the corner of his mouth.
Since the end of the Tianshan War to this day, even though there have been rumors in the world that his life or death is uncertain, there are still many masters in the world who were waiting and watching have come to seek refuge.
Some of those who came to seek refuge went to Heifeng Village, and some came to Shentie City or other branches in the village such as the Black Dragon Gang. Even though they did not see him, they stayed temporarily and waited to be recruited.
It can be expected that among this group of people, there will be some spies sent by other forces to check the truth.
But most of them came to seek refuge with great sincerity and their own purposes.
???????????? Before the leader of Black Wind Village competes with the heroes of the world to find out who is the real overlord of the vassal states, these people will still choose to watch the excitement.
And when the competition between Heifeng Village and Tianxiahui ends and the real overlord emerges, the smart people among them will naturally not hesitate anymore.
Even at that time, Jiang Dali's whereabouts and life or death were still unknown, and most smart people were still willing to take a gamble.
After all, sincerity can only be seen when you provide help in times of need, but the icing on the cake may not be taken seriously.
And no matter it is?Used in batches to conduct experiments on soul-changing scriptures from hell.
From the time they were captured to the time they were sent to prison, neither of them knew the other's existence, nor did they know where they were taken.
Even after the failure, they returned to the City God's Temple or their respective factions. They didn't know that they were killed. Naturally, they didn't know what happened. They only knew that their eyes were darkened and opened again, and they died inexplicably.
This strange and bizarre way of death has caused many people to complain and communicate on Jianghu forums, but in the end it was ridiculed and reviled by a large number of players.
Because most of these players do all kinds of evil without any lower limit. For example, the little monk Huanxi of the Huanxi Zen Sect did not know the harm and tortured and killed many beautiful players in the world, and was hated by countless male players.
The method of torturing first and then killing in the Valley of Evil is even more outrageous. Both men and women kill each other, and they like to bully the weak. After catching the target, they often have to torture them for several days before killing them. They are even more disgusting and disgusting than some evil NPCs.
After these people were killed collectively and inexplicably, not only did they not arouse sympathy, but they made many players applaud and comforted the hearts of the people. They all said that there were heroes in the world of justice, but who could have guessed that it was Hell who was upholding justice. Shenjun, the even bigger old devil.
However, in the past two days, as the Hell God gradually successfully controlled the bodies of two players, the two players also posted news of game bugs such as being unable to control their bodies to the forum in panic.
"However, the narrations of just two people cannot make any splash in the vast forum posts.
Even if someone saw it, they just thought that this person was tied up and controlled and put into a special state of detention, and no one paid much attention to it.
Wearing a black cloak and a black mask painted with the exaggerated colors of Hell Gate, Jiang Dali passed through the dense defenses and entered the innermost room.
Then he saw a player wearing a black hood, his mouth also sealed, being hung in the air in the room, his hands and feet were tied up with ropes made of beef tendon soaked in potion, and his limbs were tied to winches on both walls. It was pulled open in a large shape. Not only did it not use any strength, but even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain in the muscles and bones. The player was unable to move at all due to his inferior strength.
The God of Hell was waiting indoors at this time. Feeling the oppressive momentum of Jiang Dali lowering his head and crossing the threshold, he immediately bowed in silent greeting.
"Um."
Jiang Dali nodded calmly, looked at the player across from him, and said with a hint of amusement, "Is this strange person the slut Turtle Taijun?"
He knows that the player's ears have been sealed, and there is no fear that the other party will hear the sound.
The Lord of Hell responded immediately, "Yes! It's him! Now I have stopped controlling him."
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