Chapter 1322: East Star Infighting

Although the smiling tiger stopped these two guys, the seeds of hatred had been planted in their hearts. Once this kind of thing took root, it would soon sprout.
On the second day, the two sides fought a battle, and the two bosses also showed up. Naturally, they should talk about it first, and then everyone would do it.
The white-headed Weng pointed at Zhao Yiming and said: "You guys are really brave enough to play black with me. Today I will let you know how powerful our Dongxing is."
Zhao Yiming curled his lips in disdain and said: "It's just a mob, and I don't know where your courage comes from. If we don't provoke you, we dare to step on our heads. It really treats us for nothing."
The white-headed man snarled angrily: "You guy is really rampant, let's see how I will deal with you next."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the crow and said, "You take people up and teach them to me!"
The crow yawned and said, "I had a bad stomach after eating last night, and now my feet are still weak. It is better to let the other brothers go up first and wait until I have a rest."
The pasque-head was furious when he heard it, but looking at the other person's stubborn look, there was no way to take the other person. I had to snorted from my nose, and then went to tell the others.
Mai Yidao smiled and said without a smile: "That really disappointed the boss. I ate the same box of lunch with Brother Crow yesterday. I was better than him, and I couldn't hold the knife securely."
The crow's iron rods shouted there, saying that they didn't want to shoot anything anyway, and these people were the main force in it. They were determined not to shoot, and their combat power dropped by more than half.
Zhao Yiming keenly observed this from a distance, and immediately led his subordinates to kill it, just as if you were ill and killed you.
When the crow saw the opponent killing him, instead of leading someone to meet him, he yelled first, turned and ran towards his back.
With this guy taking the lead, his subordinates naturally ran with them. The rest of the brothers saw that their main combat power was gone. Isn't staying here to die, just follow along!
It was really lively all this time. The battle that was originally evenly matched was now completely one-sided, and Dongxing was defeated like a mountain, and was quickly defeated.
With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Yiming killed him in the direction of the pasque.
The smiling tiger saw the opponent kill aggressively, and even winked at his younger brothers. Those younger brothers shouted there, but in fact they flashed to the sides quickly, and he just flashed out.
The Pasque Weng was also a strongman back then, and he was able to follow the camel to appear in this situation, and his skills were quite good. With a long roar to the sky, he rushed towards Zhao Yiming.
However, he had completely miscalculated this time. Zhao Yiming's ability is now in the magic weapon, and when he raised his hand, the God Slashing Flying Sword flew out immediately.
The pasque-weed's ability is not bad, he turned around in the air, and the knife flew past his face, but it also left a scar.
He felt the fiery pain on his face, but that courage disappeared in an instant, his feet touched each other in the air and flew out toward the distance.
Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly, did not continue to chase him, but to kill those little brothers, constantly waving the ghost and bone flags, pulling out all the souls of those guys.
This gang of beggars had achieved a complete victory. What killed Dongxing was to throw away his armor and discard his armor. At least one-fifth of his manpower was lost, and his morale was quite low.
After returning to his big tent, the pasque-headed man was very angry. He patted the table and roared, and then let the crow be called.
He pointed his finger at the crow and cursed loudly: "Do you know what you are? Today is because of you. We have suffered an unprecedented defeat. If you don't deal with you, how can you convince the public."
The crow said with a look of disdain: "You have no ability to blame me. Didn't you also fight with others? One move was defeated by others, and there is still a face to say."
The white-headed man was full of anger and yelled loudly: "You want to rebel, if it's not me, you are a pile of on the side of the road, an outcast frozen in the heap."
What the crow most taboo is that others say his origin, and then roared angrily: "What are you calling here, what do you think you are a good thing? How many people have you killed in these years? If you die, you are not going to hell. ."
The white-headed man grabbed the inkstone on the table and smashed it towards the crow, shouting, "You want to rebel, believe it or not, I asked someone to kill you."
When the people outside heard the scolding inside, they wanted to come in and have a look, but was stopped by the smiling tiger. The guy said with a dissatisfaction: "This is a matter between the boss and the crow. Don't follow suit. "
Although Crow is more perverted, this guy is very loyal and treats his subordinates very well, so his prestige is so high, those people hear him being scolded, and they feel that he is not worth it.
The crow dodges to avoid the inkstone. When he heard the words of the pasqueflower, his heart was full of anger. At this moment, it was evil to the courage, and he rushed on it.
Seeing the fierce light in the other's eyes, the white-headed man couldn't help being surprised, and quickly shouted: "What do you want to do?"
The crow said with a grinning face: "Since you don't know what is good or bad, then I will send you to the west. You don't have today without me, and you want to get back everything that belongs to me."
The pasque-headed man was terrified and had to resist desperately, but the crow's ability was already above him. After the two played dozens of moves, he was completely suppressed by the opponent.
He begged for mercy at this time: "I am old, and this position will be yours in the future. Why are you so anxious? If you kill me, you won't be able to explain to the camel."
The crow said disdainfully: "You really look up to yourself. I can only be happy when I kill your camel. I won't do anything to me at all. I don't want to wait any longer. I want this position now. You still die for me. Right!"
The white-headed man slapped him and rushed out of the camp, shouting as he ran: "That crow has rebelled, and he won't help me cut him."
Mai blocked him in front of him with a single knife. The single knife in his hand stretched forward and directly pierced his body, then kicked him aside with one foot, then dropped the knife with his hand, and chopped off his head.
Mai grabbed the head of the pasque-headed man with a stab, and shouted loudly, "From now on, the crow will be our boss. Who else dares to refuse."