Sweeping Through the Blood Slaughter Alliance

"Brother Qiang, who are you going to mess with?"

When Fatty Wang heard that Hua Qiang was going to take him to do something big, he immediately got excited.

He loves fighting the most!

In the past, when Hua Qiang was bullied, he stood up for himself and fought many battles, and he was also beaten a lot.

Especially now that he possesses great power, his mindset has changed.

Hua Qiang chuckled and said, "You know the Blood Slaughter Alliance, right?"

"I've heard of it. It's an assassin organization with elusive and powerful killers."

"Brother Qiang, are these people causing you trouble?"

Hua Qiang nodded and looked at Wang Baoyuan: "Brother Bao, are you scared?"

Wang Baoyuan's expression changed slightly, and then he slapped his chest hard.

"Brother Qiang, look at you talking nonsense. There's no one in this world that I, Wang Baoyuan, am afraid of."

"It's just the Blood Slaughter Alliance, right? Those rats who can't stand the light of day, I, Brother Bao, will smash them one by one, and I'll make sure their fireworks light up the sky!"

"Damn it, what are you afraid of!"

Hua Qiang gave Wang Baoyuan a thumbs up, a look of satisfaction on his face.

The biggest advantage of my brother is that he's not afraid of danger; he'll really go for it if he encounters a enemy!

"Very good, say hello to your uncle and aunt, and we'll set off right now. It's time to wipe out this whole nest of rats!"

Previously, Hua Qiang had been too busy with other matters to bother these assassins.

Now that he's done what he needed to do, he's going to completely eliminate these disgusting bastards to avoid any future troubles.

If you offend your own people, none of them will escape; if you want your own life, you will certainly not let them live.

This is his Hua Qiang principle.

The West River Base is adjacent to the Modu Base, though the two locations are thousands of miles apart.

In the northwest corner of the base, there is a residential area for civilians.

Most of the houses here are quite old, and one particular building stands out as being in a particularly remote and dilapidated location.

The building looks unremarkable, but it hides a huge basement underneath.

The basement is quite spacious, with a large conference room and many other rooms.

These rooms are all occupied by people. If you carefully analyze the relevant data, you will be surprised to find that there are actually no fewer than 200 people living here.

At this moment, a tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated that conference room.

There were more than a dozen people dressed entirely in black, their faces completely covered by various colored masks.

These people seemed to be discussing something extremely important, arguing fiercely with each other.

Some of them were waving their arms, some had flushed faces, and they all looked very agitated.

However, the conference room was very soundproof, so not a single sound of their argument could be heard outside, as if the inside and outside were two completely isolated worlds.

The air above this slum seemed to be struck by some powerful force, and began to vibrate violently.

Immediately afterwards, as if torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands, a crack slowly appeared in the air.

Two people walked steadily out of the crack in the rock.

It was Hua Qiang, and he was carrying a fat man in his hand.

This fat man is Wang Baoyuan.

While being carried by Hua Qiang, Wang Baoyuan exclaimed with amazement, "Brother Qiang, you're awesome!"

We arrived directly at the Xijiang War Zone.

That's incredibly fast! I'm so envious!

When will I be able to be as strong as Brother Qiang?

"Then I'll be able to soar freely through the air like this, that would be so cool!"

Hua Qiang sensed it for a moment, then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Bao, there's a Blood Slaughter Alliance branch here. They're all holed up in the basement of this building."

"In a moment, I'll open my domain to trap them, then drive all these rats out. After that, you can rampage and have some fun."

"At the same time, it will also improve your combat skill proficiency."

"Hey, Brother Qiang, Bao-ge, I can't wait any longer!"

Fatty Wang licked his lips, rubbed his hands together, and held a huge iron sledgehammer in his hand, wishing he could smash the house below into dust with one blow.

Hua Qiang unleashed his Furious Blade Domain, enveloping the space surrounding the buildings. The next moment, he raised his right foot and stomped down.

War Stomp

A giant foot stomped directly on the building, causing it to collapse instantly into a pile of rubble. The ground trembled, and the next moment, countless figures flew out of the ruins in a disheveled state.

"Which bastard caused this house to collapse? Do they want to die?"

"Who dares to mess with us? Who is this bastard?"

"Get the hell out here right now, or I'll shove your asshole open!"

The crowd cursed and looked around for the culprit, when they heard a loud, arrogant laugh.

"Hahaha, you mice, your grandpa Bao is here! Take this hammer from grandpa Bao!"

Fatty Wang, perched high above, brandished his massive sledgehammer, charging towards the crowd below like a cannonball.

Holy crap!

The assassins below gasped in surprise when they saw Fatty Wang descending from the sky.

Two Bronze Rank assassins were unable to dodge in time and were smashed into mincemeat by Fatty Wang's hammer.

Seeing that he had killed two people with one blow, Fatty Wang became even more excited.

He brandished his Black Gold Great Hammer and attacked the group.

Hua Qiang stood in the air, locking onto these people. Anyone whose cultivation level was higher than the Martial Ancestor Realm was pinned down there, unable to attack Wang Baoyuan.

His purpose in doing this was to train troops and improve Fatty Wang's combat skills.

These assassins, at most a low-level Martial King, were nothing more than ants in the eyes of Martial Emperor like him.

If he hadn't wanted to train Fatty Wang, he would have slapped all of these people into mincemeat long ago.

When Fatty Wang approached those highly skilled cultivators, they felt as if they were carrying a heavy mountain. They struggled desperately but could not move, knowing that Hua Qiang had tampered with their equipment.

It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.

He swung his hammer, smashing the heads of the struggling men one by one until they were all blown apart, leaving a pile of corpses on the ground.

The other assassins' eyes widened at the sight, and they charged towards Wang Baoyuan with howls, instantly igniting a chaotic battle between the two sides.

Wang Baoqiang isn't stupid; on the contrary, he's quite clever.

The reason he didn't do well in school was because he was a bookworm and had no desire to study.

At this moment, knowing that Hua Qiang was his backer and had eliminated the threat to him, he was not afraid of anyone rushing towards him, whether they were at a lower level or, at most, at the Martial Ancestor Realm.

Wielding a large iron hammer, he fought fiercely with these people.

People were constantly struck by his iron hammer, suffering broken arms and legs, and some were even unlucky enough to have their chests caved in and collapse to their deaths.