At this moment, the Mercenary King's phone rang, interrupting her continued contemplation.

It was Ansier's call, and the mercenary king's face darkened. She now had a vague understanding of why this task was regarded as an impossible task.

The most important point is that Bai Chen had known about Ansier's cooperation with her early days. From beginning to end, they were all like jumping clowns, performing and planning on their own.

Bai Chen's previous words made the mercenary king hesitate a little.

Continue to cooperate with Ansier?

The mercenary king is not willing, but it is difficult to take this measure.

From what Bai Chen said, he seemed to be trying Jia Liwen and the others.

But if there is a mistake in this test, Bai Chen will never let them go.

And she couldn't tell her subordinates that you were just acting when you went through the motions with the Blood Handprints.

"Mr. King of Mercenary, when will your people take action? Jialiwen, Mo An and Jin Geli of the Blood Handprints are already starting a massacre. Taking advantage of their stalemate to fight against the people of the six gangs, it is our opportunity to start."

When the mercenary king heard Ansier's words, hesitated even more and asked calmly: "How is the battle?"

"The people from six gangs gathered together, but the three of them did not gain the upper hand for the time being, but the situation has always been controlled by the three of them. Although they are fighting against the masses, if they find danger, the people from the six gangs will not be able to stop them at all. What we have to do now is to send people to cut off their retreat and let them fight to the death with the people of the six gangs."

After hanging up Ansil's phone call, the mercenary king fell into the thought of a man again. After a long time, he spoke: "Teger, you and Bald one each bring fifty people to the gathering place of six gangs to block the blood prints. By the way... just block, don't fight hard. If you have any trouble, take people to retreat immediately. We don't need to work hard for Ansil."

"Captain, isn't it a bit unkind for us to do this? After all, we accepted his mission."

When mercenaries are ready to work hard. Of course, this does not mean that everyone is ready to die generously, but mercenaries are more aware than ordinary people.

"That little money is not enough to give your family pension. Are you sure you want to work for Ansil?" The mercenary king snorted coldly.

The impossible tasks are basically the kind of things that cannot be done no matter how much money you give.

The Mercenary King no longer forces to complete this task. She took on this task because she felt that her strength could complete this task, and it was even very likely.

If this task is completed, then your position in the mercenary world will be more stable, and no one will try to challenge yourself.

But now she no longer has this idea. Obviously, she doesn't think the bloody handprint will be defeated so easily.

Not to mention Bai Chen, I just said that Bald man took people to find Kent, but he was defeated for no reason.

Fortunately, there was no full-scale conflict, otherwise, it would be wiped out.

The mercenary king thought for a while and said, "And he himself had a trump card and didn't take it out. Why should we work hard for him?"

"Okay, you're the leader, so you're right."

In fact, Jialiwen, Mo An and Jingeli did not expect that the people from six gangs would gather together.

Such results are both good and bad. The advantage is that they can join forces without having to look for them one by one.

Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious. The threat of people gathering together is great. The more people there are, the greater the threat. When the number of people reaches a certain level, quantitative change will lead to qualitative change.

Of course, the three of them don’t have to separate and fight together. Although the difficulty of the battle has been upgraded, their combat effectiveness has naturally been greatly improved after joining forces.

Although the three of them learned differently, they have the same roots and their martial arts complement each other.

Except for Jin Gree being slightly weaker and having a slight lack of cultivation, Jialiwen and Mo An’s cultivation level can be regarded as the first-class level, and even Jialiwen’s strength has reached its current peak.

The three of them were like wolves entering a flock of sheep, and those gang members were powerless to resist the three of them.

A laser shot from a high building in the distance to the center of the battlefield. Jialiwen did not dodge or avoid the laser when facing this laser, and was directly hit by the laser and smashed his body to the ground.

But before the gang members were happy, Carriewen stood up again, and looked unscathed, and even her clothes were not torn.

Jin Gree was mixed into the crowd. It seemed that he was killing the most in depth, but in fact he was protecting himself.

He does not have the strength of Carrie Wen and Moan, and can withstand the bombardment of heavy weapons without any injury.

If he is hit by a heavy weapon, he will be disabled even if he is not killed.

On the contrary, when he penetrated deep into the crowd, he felt more relaxed. The people around him were using portable light weapons, which pose a very low threat to him.

And the more people there are, the more chaotic it becomes, and instead makes him feel like a fish in water.

The gang members have already started to panic. In this half hour, they have lost two or three hundred people, while the other party is only three people.

Before this, they had no idea who the opponent was.

But gradually, some people realized that what they were facing was the bloody handprint that was widely circulated among the gangsters.

Many people have already stepped back, and this is the difference between gang members and regular soldiers.

Regular troops can implement orders, but most gang members cannot do this.

If Jialiwen, Mo An and Jingeli were asked to fight against the same number of regular troops, the three of them would probably die there, but they would only deal with these mobs. Although the three of them were under pressure, it was not too difficult.

The bosses of six gangs hid in a building not far from the battlefield, and they were all watching the battle on the screen.

"What should I do now? The bloody handprints are really coming to my door."

"I have said a long time ago, don't provoke them, you just don't listen."

At this time, the big bosses of these gangs have begun to blame each other and blame each other.

For them, the most important thing now is not to eliminate the blood seal, but how to save their lives.

"I think we should surrender..."

"Surrender? I think it's beautiful. Do you think the Blood Handprint will accept your surrender?"

"In the past, no gang that was found by the Blood Handprint had ever been able to leave a living. Do you think each of them had never thought of surrendering?"

"What should I do? Are you just waiting to die like this?"

"It's not entirely impossible. Not long ago, I contacted a mysterious organization called the Underworld, and they are willing to provide them with certain help."

“What helps?”

"Of course it's help by force."

"Haven? What kind of organization is this? I have never heard of it. Is this organization really capable of helping us fight blood prints?"

"Yes, everyone has seen that the members of these three Blood Handprints are just three monsters. So many people cannot pose any threat to them. What can an organization that has never heard of before help us?"

"Now we have no way out, and I believe in the Underworld."

"What are their conditions?"

"It's very simple, they will take action if they give it money."

"Money is not a problem. If you ask them to take action immediately now, it will be fine if you don't have much money."

"Haha... I'm afraid you can't afford that much money."

"How much does that underworld cost?" The boss heard that his money was not enough, so he couldn't help but look up: "Isn't my money enough to pay them?"

"They have a much bigger appetite than you and me."

"How much do you think? If they really have the ability to help us eliminate the bloody handprints, we will make up the money even if we make up."

"Yes, you can make money again when you lose money, but when you die, you will have nothing."

"Billion Principle."

"What? Billion Principle?"

The faces of the other five gang bosses changed, but they couldn't help but look at the boss who spoke: "Rosent, are you sure you're not lying to me?"

"At this time, do you think I need to lie to you? You must know that even my life is under threat now." The boss named Rosent snorted coldly.

"Even the mercenary group of that mercenary king doesn't need that much money, right?"

"You get what you pay for. So what about the Mercenary King and her mercenary group? It is simply incomparable to the Underworld."

"Is the Underworld stronger than the Mercenary King's mercenary group?"

"They are not of the same concept at all." Rosent said disapprovingly.

"Okay, if the Underworld can really help us solve the bloody handprints, I will pay that amount of money."

One boss said that the other four bosses were already a little moved.

That sentence is right. You can make money again when you lose money, but when you die, you will have nothing.

"There is not much time left, what are you thinking about?" Rosent reminded.

"Okay, I'll get my share too."

"Me too."

"Me too."

"Me too."

In the end, all the other five bosses reached a consensus and paid the money to ask the Underworld to take action.

Under Rosent's appointment, they quickly gathered the funds and transferred the money to the designated account of the Underworld.

"In ten minutes, the rescue from the underworld will arrive." Rosent said.

Ten minutes, they could still wait.

Ten minutes arrived as the six bosses waited anxiously.
To be continued...