Several minutes later, the Dragon Slayer gang emerged from the house opposite.
Many onlookers hidden in the dark were terrified by the scene before them, almost suffocating.
Each person who came out was carrying a corpse, holding the head in their left hand and the body in their right, as if they were carrying trophies.
Even though these onlookers had seen tough times, they still couldn't stomach such a bloody scene.
The Dragon Slayer Organization, indeed, lived up to its reputation as Xia Country's two-thousand-year-old assassination organization, unmatched in ruthlessness!
"Hmph." Tu Mie wanted just that effect; he wanted to see who else would dare claim his head for a bounty!
An old man, toothless and hunchbacked, struggled to make his way to Tu Mie's side, speaking with difficulty, "Leader, cough, cough... according to my calculations, cough, cough... you need to head north this time."
"Then we head north." Tu Mie waved his hand. "Let's set off!"
