Hesheng Tu's Top Man (4,000 Words; Please Vote)

Guangwang Street.

The major bosses of Hesheng Tu and Thunder God Shed simultaneously halted their actions.

Heavenly-Liang Old Man smiled and said, "Dead human-demon, do you recognize Monkey Ghost?"

How could Thunder God Lo not know that Monkey Ghost's identity had been exposed.

Heavenly-Liang Old Man brought people for a street brawl with the real purpose of creating an opportunity for Li Xiuwen to capture Monkey Ghost.

She said in a cold voice, "I don't. Congratulations, you caught the mole. You can leave now, right?"

Heavenly-Liang Old Man sneered, "Monkey Ghost is a Child Tower Killer broker, raising assassins right on your Guangwang Street turf, and you didn't know?"

With dead men telling no tales, Thunder God Lo naturally refused to admit it, smiling as she said, "Can you keep track of how many flies fly into your house?"

Heavenly-Liang Old Man patted the dust off his body and smiled, "Wild Chicken, Lion-Head Buddha, let's go."

Little Fenglian still wanted to fight, but Thunder God Lo grabbed her arm and said, "Let them go."

On the other side.

Twelfth Madam retreated again and again before Dao Youming, finally unable to hold out.

She abruptly whipped her long whip, the sound of breaking the air resounding loudly, forcing Dao Youming back as her body swept backward.

Dao Youming did not pursue Twelfth Madam.

He lunged fiercely, his body springing into the air, and in a few bounds reached Li Xiuwen, his five fingers forming claws to snatch at Li Xiuwen's neck.

The fierce wind bit and burned the face.

Li Xiuwen kicked Monkey Ghost's corpse flying, and it was torn apart by Dao Youming's claw, a spray of blood mist bursting forth.

"Brother Ming, it's not really proper for a pugilistic senior like you to make a move against me."