My son is obviously a playboy, how come he became the tiger of the empire?

Lin Hui and his team had just left.

Dozens of armed men appeared in the jungle behind them.

The forest was strangely quiet, and not a single insect or bird could be heard.

A guy sniffed and frowned: "Do you smell anything?"

The others also moved their noses, full of curiosity.

"Like the smell of rust?"

"It's the smell of blood! When I was a kid, I often went to the slaughterhouse to steal beef. Every time I got close, I could smell this smell. It's definitely right!"

"There's no slaughterhouse nearby?"

Everyone walked forward with curiosity, sniffing like dogs.

The guy in front paused and suddenly stopped moving.

The person behind him accidentally bumped into his back.

"What are you doing? Keep going?"

The guy turned his head in fear and said with trembling lips: "People, people, so many people!"

Hearing this, the others were so scared that they quickly raised their guns and looked in the direction of his finger.

The next second, everyone's face turned pale.

Some people were so scared that they sat on the ground.

Others held onto the tree and retched violently.

The little leader endured the pain and shouted: "Quick, notify others to come over quickly, don't let Mr. Sha know!"

While vomiting, the little brother took out the walkie-talkie and started to contact.

Soon, a large number of people rushed over.

The leaders of all forces all ran over quickly, surrounded by their men, adding up to more than 2,000.

These guys are local tyrants like the one-eyed dragon.

The scope of influence and strength are almost the same.

Here, only Mr. Sha, who has a lot of hands and eyes, can mobilize them.

After they received Mr. Sha's call, they quickly brought people to support them, but they didn't expect that they were still a step late.

When they arrived here, the drug dealer leader saw many people vomiting here.

Some people were about to vomit bile.

A scarred face frowned: "What's going on?"

The guy just came over and was about to speak: "Here, ugh..."

He couldn't help but vomit all over the other person.

The man on the other side was disgusted.

But he didn't have time to care, and immediately led people forward.

After walking more than ten meters forward, everyone's body was shaken and their eyes twitched wildly.

Looking at the bright red in front, everyone's eyes twitched wildly, and they were both scared and terrified.

In the open space in front, large groups of corpses fell to the ground, and their deaths were very miserable.

"What happened here?"

"Kachai's people have so many weapons and a lot of people, how could it be like this?"

"It's terrible, who did it, it's so cruel!"

A gust of cold wind blew, and everyone's backs felt cold, and all the hairs stood up.

Someone shouted not far away: "Boss, there are more here!"

Several people immediately ran over to the sound. Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone was so scared that their pupils shrank sharply and their faces were as pale as paper figures.

A boss next to him had a stomach churning like an artificial fountain and vomited on the spot.

The younger brothers around were also scared and vomited wildly, their intestines were about to come out.

The pile of corpses in front of them no longer looked like a human, but more like a pile of scarlet meat.

They thought they were cruel and ruthless and killed people like crazy.

But the most they did was to cut open the intestines and chop off the hands and feet.

They had never seen people being smashed to pieces or even beaten into meat paste like this in their lives.

The ground was full of dense bullet holes, and no one knew how many bullets were fired to cause the current effect!

A boss looked pale, and asked with great effort: "Have you found Kachai?"

The subordinate who first discovered the matter said, pointing in front of him: "Boss, the one on the ground with the most miserable death... is Kachai."

The boss widened his eyes: "Are you sure?"

The subordinate nodded: "Very sure, I followed him for a while before, and he had a tiger tooth pendant hanging on his chest, exactly the same as the one on this corpse. I have never seen him take it off."

Several bosses looked at the tiger tooth pendant hanging on Roujiang's chest and confirmed Kachai's identity.

At this moment, a huge wave of emotions rose in their hearts.

As a powerful local drug dealer, Kachai has a large number of armed personnel, and his business is spread all over Southeast Asia.

Similarly, he is one of Mr. Sha's capable men.

Even Interpol has no way to deal with them.

Various enemies have spent a lot of money to reward his head.

For so many years, it has never succeeded.

But he never expected that he would die like this?

Not even a complete body was left, and his identity could only be identified by a pendant.

Not only that, all the people on the ground were like dogs.Same, kneeling on the ground, being executed.

Such a method is even more cruel and brutal than those drug dealers!

A leader asked: "Why do you only see our bodies? Where are the Yan people? Go find them! Our people have suffered so many casualties, they should not be much better, right?"

Others nodded: "Yes, see if they are still nearby!"

Everyone quickly dispersed to look for them, and soon someone ran back to report: "Boss, the Yan troops have all run away!"

"What? Then, where are the bodies?"

"Not a single body."

Several leaders looked at each other and took a deep breath.

Who are these people? They are too fierce, right?

There are at least 700 or 800 people on the side of the one-eyed dragon, with all the light and heavy firepower.

And they have all been trained for several months, so they have some combat capabilities.

But now, they were easily slaughtered by the opposite side, which is terrible!

Several leaders looked at each other, their legs went weak and their bodies trembled.

They were extremely grateful that they had delayed a little on the way here.

Otherwise, Kachai's fate would be their fate!

Everyone secretly swore in their hearts that they must stay away from the Yan people in this life, the next life, and the next life!

At this moment, the phone in the pocket of a guy with scars on his face rang.

After seeing the number, the guy was stunned for a moment and quickly answered: "Mr. Sha."

Mr. Sha frowned and asked coldly: "Why can't Kachai's phone be dialed? Have you rushed over?"

Scarface looked at the terrified faces around him, and then at the horrible meat paste on the ground, hesitatingly said: "We, we have arrived, but it's, there was a little accident..."

Mr. Sha snorted coldly: "Why are you hesitating, what happened? Did the Yan people catch it?"

Scarface didn't dare to hide it, and quickly described the situation on the scene.

After hearing this, Mr. Sha was so scared that he almost dropped the phone in his hand.

Although he had not been to the scene, he could already imagine how tragic the battle was just by listening to the description of the scene.

He never dreamed that the seven or eight hundred people under Kachai could not even last more than ten minutes.

You know, these guys were equipped with a lot of heavy firepower, but they were still beaten without any chance to fight back.

At this moment, Mr. Sha's scalp was numb and his hair stood on end.

He wanted to slap himself twice.

Was he out of his mind at the time?

Why would he think of doing such a stupid thing.

It would be fine to kidnap a few civilians in exchange, why did he have to go to the army?

They beat the people into a pulp, how could this be a military unit, they were clearly a group of bloodthirsty demons!

Scarface hesitated and asked: "Mr. Sha, what should we do now? Should we continue to chase them?"

"Chase your mother's head!" Mr. Sha was so scared that all the fat on his face was trembling: "Quick, evacuate quickly, stay away from them!"

"Kachai's death has nothing to do with us. From now on, don't provoke the Yan country army again. We can't afford it!"

After hanging up the phone, Scarface quickly led his people to retreat.

The others finally reacted and ran after him: "Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"