Chapter 830: Wipe Out Your Stronghold

White Fox had two blades of grass in his mouth and had been giving Yeh Hannian a sideways glance since just now.

When Yeh Hannian willingly struck up a conversation with him, White Fox graciously jumped down from the stone pedestal.

“Yeh Hannian, you’re not up to it.”

The first words he spoke made the man seethe with rage.

“Shut up, what nonsense are you spouting about your father?”

“What kind of crap are you spewing from that dog mouth?”

White Fox yanked out his gun in one swift motion and chambered a round.

Yeh Hannian’s people immediately reached for their guns, and when all the dark gun muzzles were pointed at White Fox, they noticed that the group of masked men behind White Fox hadn’t moved at all.

Like statues, they didn’t even touch their guns; they were either standing or squatting, as if they didn’t care at all whether White Fox would be shot full of holes.

Mingzhou’s people were already feeling uneasy.

To consider them mercenaries, they had never seen such a careless team.

But if they were just some low-life thugs roving around, then the warplanes circling above, each being a minor objective, were a whole other matter.

Who could afford that?

Moreover, they hadn’t heard of any well-funded and powerful organization.

Wearing masks…

“Not good!”

The elder suddenly realized, “They’re from the Killing Alliance!”

“Everyone, put down your guns, we can’t afford a shootout!”

If you provoke even a single member of the Killing Alliance, the entire organization will swiftly retaliate, no matter how far.

And when they capture people, they won’t kill directly; instead, they capture them alive and torture them slowly.

Anyone targeted by the Killing Alliance disappears and never reappears; even their bodies cannot be found.

“Everyone, let’s talk things over calmly.

Our group leader said it himself—that—”

“Damn fox, if you have the guts, shoot me right here.”

Yeh Hannian pointed at his own forehead, “You afraid, you’re the grandson.”

Upon hearing that, Mingzhou’s people’s faces suddenly changed, wishing they could knock out their foolish leader and drag him away.

White Fox wasn’t afraid, either; he pressed his tongue against a back tooth, “Unless I beat you until you call me grandpa, you’re my grandson.”

Yeh Hannian frowned, how could he end up at a disadvantage no matter what?

Just as he was about to retort, a person stepped down from a black car parked nearby, which hadn’t even rolled down its window.

“Alright, quit fooling around.”

The man with a Grey Wolf mask glanced at White Fox, who immediately put away his gun.

He walked up to Yeh Hannian, “Excuse us, we came to pick someone up, not to stir up conflict.”

Yeh Hannian sarcastically said, “I just brought the person to Mingzhou’s territory, and you guys are already here.

What if I don’t hand them over?”

As he spoke, he deliberately blocked Nan Jiaojiao behind him.

Lang Hao smiled gently, “Then we’ll raze your base to the ground.”

“…”

That’s not how you threaten someone!

Yeh Hannian’s ears were itchy, his hands too; he just went to Rongcheng City, why does everyone see him as an easy target?

A tiger that rests too long really turns into a cat.

“Alright, Wolf boss, let’s see who’s tougher, your Killing Alliance or me.”

Lang Hao stared at him quietly for a few seconds, his mouth always wearing a gentle smile.

That kind of smile on this face, especially with a body full of muscles beneath the head, looked quite intimidating.

He gestured with his hand, and people behind him brought up several people tightly bound with ropes.

The one at the forefront let down his half-white hair, with his forehead injured somehow, untreated, and blood sticking to his eyelids.

With a kick to the back of his calf, he “thud” kneeled, dropping several small blood spots from his eyelids.

The man struggled to raise his eyes, only able to lift his gaze halfway, glaring furiously at Yeh Hannian with bloodshot eyes.

“You little bastard, how are you still alive!”