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!"
The audacious move by Dragon Slayer quickly spread across Myanmar and the Myanmar Triangle, causing all those thinking of earning the bounty to abandon their unrealistic thoughts and instead turn their attention to Yang Yu.
Two hundred million US dollars was hard to earn, perhaps one hundred million would be half as difficult?
Everyone was looking for Yang Yu, and soon, news of his whereabouts spread rapidly from who knows where.
It was said that Tu Mie was searching for Yang Yu because he possessed a treasure map.
The Poison Lotus Gang was also looking for Yang Yu for that reason.
Yang Yu had disappeared, not fleeing but captured by the Poison Lotus Gang and locked in their dungeon, where he was brutally tortured for information.
The Poison Lotus Gang hadn’t removed the bounty, merely using it to mislead Tu Mie into thinking Yang Yu was still on the run.
Some even snapped a photo of Yang Yu in the dungeon to substantiate this message.
As a result, everyone abandoned the idea of pursuing Yang Yu.
"Sheesh, the Poison Lotus Gang sure knows how to play."
"No more playing, whoever wants to take the bounty, be my guest, I’m not wasting my time anymore."
"But what exactly is the treasure in that treasure map?"
"Heh, who knows? Us small fries should just forget about it."
"Damned scoundrels!" Yue Qiulan could hardly contain her rage, "The person spreading this message clearly wants me and the Dragon Slayer Organization to clash like the snipe and the clam, with him reaping the benefits!"
"No need to say, it’s definitely Yang Yu’s doing," Shemale Zuma giggled, "The reason so many people believe it, even Tu Mie, is because the treasure map is real. So, Tu Mie would rather believe it exists than not, ha ha!"
Yue Qiulan furrowed her brows slightly, "Are you saying Yang Yu really has a treasure map?"
"Yes," Zuma laughed, "Since Yang Yu has thrown this hot potato at us, wouldn’t it be rude not to grab the treasure map from him?"
"True," Yue Qiulan sneered lightly, "If there really is some treasure, and we, the Poison Lotus Gang, seize it, we could all retire from this life of licking blood off the knife’s edge... Xiao Yong, what’s wrong?"
"I’ve been thinking about something," Yang Xiaoyong, who had been silent, finally spoke, "Boss, if this news is really released by Yang Yu himself, that proves he has enough confidence to protect the treasure map."
"Moreover, he wants us to shift our attention to the treasure map. Does he think that if he falls into our hands, we will spare his life and not kill him?"
"What does that matter? As long as the treasure map is real, it’s all good." Zuma smiled broadly. "What we need to do now is simple: keep an eye on Dragon Slayer, and continue the pursuit of Yang Yu. We must not let that kid escape amidst the chaos!"
Yang Xiaoyong’s phone rang, and he answered immediately: "Ah Tao, what’s going on... Brother Yong, save me—ah!"
"Ah Tao, Ah Tao!" Yang Xiaoyong shouted twice in panic, but a weird laughter came through the phone: "No need to yell, your Poison Lotus Gang’s branch in Guangyang City is gone. Just wait, your headquarters is next."
The call ended, and Yang Xiaoyong gritted his teeth in anger: "Dragon Slayer Organization is courting death!"
"If they want to come to headquarters, let them come." Yue Qiulan suddenly laughed, "If I’m not mistaken, Yang Yu should have already disguised himself and be on his way back. Let’s go directly to the border town and wait for him. We’ll just hand over the headquarters to Dragon Slayer."
Yue Qiulan was not wrong; Yang Yu had indeed started back.
Since Tu Mie was leading his team ostentatiously northwards, wasn’t it a shame not to slip away?
He knew that Tu Mie must have left some tricks in the border town; that’s why he was so confident going to the Poison Lotus Gang to find himself.
The only one who could make Tu Mie this confident was probably his legendary junior, Tu Sha.
"Tu Sha? Quite an imposing name." Back near the border town, Yang Yu chuckled, "I wonder what this guy looks like and how strong he is; I really want to see for myself."
Yang Yu did not immediately enter the town but circled around it, then stopped at a clearing.
This clearing had a small forest behind and a few large rocks on the sides, making it an ideal battlefield.
Yang Yu took out Blood Blade and quickly carved runes on the large rocks.
After finishing, he dropped his own blood on the runes.
In an instant, the rocks faintly emitted a red blood light, mesmerizing and frightful!
"Hope I don’t have to use them!" Yang Yu smiled slightly, sheathed Blood Blade, and then walked towards the border town.
Before long, Yang Yu stopped walking.
As expected, Tu Mie had left something behind.
"Yang Yu?" A young man around his age blocked his path, and Yang Yu also gave him a slight smile: "Tu Sha?"
Tu Sha was taken aback: "I’ve been away from Xia Country for over a decade, yet you know me?"
"I’ve heard a lot about you." Yang Yu smiled, "I heard you are the strongest and youngest Saber of Dragon Slayer Organization; I naturally had to be more cautious."
"Draw your sword." Tu Sha said, "I don’t want to waste words with a dead man."
"You’re telling me to draw my sword, but why aren’t you drawing yours?" Yang Yu looked Tu Sha up and down. "Could it be that your sword is a Soft Blade, hidden at your waist, and you plan to use the Sword Drawing Technique against me?"
Tu Sha’s curiosity was piqued again by Yang Yu: "It seems you know quite a bit about saber techniques; I underestimated you."
"Not just ’quite a bit,’ I’m very skilled." Yang Yu recounted as if listing treasures, "Xia Country’s Saber Techniques are categorized by style into two types, Domineering Knife and Soft Blade. Your senior practices Domineering Knife, so naturally, you practice Soft Blade."
"As for Saber Techniques, there are too many to mention in a short time. I don’t know which one you practice, but the moment you unveil it, I’ll know which school’s Saber Technique you’re using."
"Oh, is that so?" Tu Sha’s face remained expressionless, "Then you better open your eyes wide and see which school’s Saber Technique I use!"