Chapter 392 Shocking Murder Plot

"Most likely!" Billy nodded and added, "With so many martial arts experts gathering in the Eastern District, they know I won't just sit back and do nothing. They will definitely show up!"

"As for the God-Emperor's Inheritance, whether it's true or not, it's still a lure for these sects."

"Boss, are you saying that it is possible that even these sects themselves don't know their ultimate goal is you?" Stout continued to ask.

"It's very possible." Billy nodded. "Otherwise, even if there really exits a God-Emperor's Inheritance temptation, these sects would have to consider carefully because they still don't have enough confidence to engage in direct conflict with the Western Army and SHADOW!"

"I see." Judge nodded and said, "The other side has gathered all these sects together. After you show up, those behind them will come out and incite them to attack you at once. At that time, those who wouldn' dare attack you alone will no longer have too many concerns after banding together!"

Billy narrowed his eyes slightly as he nodded.

At this point in their conversation Judge and Stout both gasped deeply. Five top-tier martial arts forces plus one hidden force were behind them. The other side had set up a shocking killing game against Billy. "The person who set this trap should be condemned by three generations of his family." Judge breathed out heavily.

"Boss," Stout took a deep breath before asking, "Who do you think might be manipulating things from behind?"

"There is only one possibility besides those top-level martial arts schools in the ancient martial world, Ink Pavilion." Billy smiled faintly.

"Ink Pavilion?!" Judge and Stout exclaimed simultaneously.

"No one else has both the ability and courage besides them." Billy responded with a nod.

"Those bastards from Ink Pavilion are really daring." Judge cursed angrily

accord let us grant their wish." Said Billy as he gave instructions, "Call Casey over along with everyone else tomorrow. We'll meet with them." "Got it!" Judge

after another. After listening to what happened from judge everyone cursed Ink Pavilion repeatedly. Early the next morning, a group of eleven people boarded a helicopter and headed towards their

in the eastern region of the territory and was the largest mountain range in that area. Nearly one-third of the mountains

plane, the group walked towards a small village not far away. Arriving at the village entrance, they saw a group of villagers gathered around the front door of a house. Each one had an expression of extreme anger

let go of my daughter!" The next moment, cries of

were carrying a comatose blooming girl, while a middle-aged woman followed behind with tears on her face and shouted loudly "What are you doing, you brutes?" Shouted a middle-aged

lost!" Responded the first bald man angrily, "One more

daylight, you forcibly robbed a civilian woman. Is there no

you don't release Mori, we will

you

onlookers shouted out at

you!" Said the bald man in a cold voice. As he completed his sentence, he

leaving him collapsed on a nearby concrete slab. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his head tilted and he instantly lost his breath. These four gangsters all had a strong aura of excessive blood consumption, and at first glance, they were the ones to be killed. Therefore, Judge wouldn't be soft-hearted. "Boss?!" The other three gangsters shouted at the same time, then

didn't hesitate either, and quickly drew their swords to follow closely behind. As three muffled noises were heard, the three gangsters flew out at great speed before falling heavily to the ground. Two of them lost

and everyone gasped

pause, someone began to applaud and said,

applauded, with a relieved expression on

don't kill me..." the remaining man looked at Judge approaching

sect do you belong to?" Judge asked

that the purpose of this visit was not only to meet the

members of any sect, we just came to join in the fun..."

to die that you

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