The man in the windbreaker fell on his back, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Ah~! Oh my god, someone's been killed!"
A woman screamed.
Her voice caused even greater panic, and everyone in the private room ran away.
Song Yang looked at the remaining people.
These members of the Demonic Society couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
The man in the windbreaker is the strongest among them, and his strength has reached the sixth level of the Condensation Realm.
This is an absolute crushing blow to them.
It was precisely because of this that he could control them and prevent them from resisting, but now Song Yang easily pierced their hearts.
Anyone who was seen by Song Yang couldn't help but feel terrified.
At this time, they didn't dare to escape.
The dead boss was their role model.
Song Yang said: "Let me ask you again, where is your nest?"
The members of the Demon Society present looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Song Yang grabbed the nearest warrior and stepped on his legs, breaking them, causing him to crawl on the ground like a disabled person.
The shrill screams made the hearts of the warriors present tremble.
Song Yang said: "It seems that you are all stubborn. Well, let's continue the game. If someone starts talking, I will stop. If no one says anything at the end, I will kill them all to save you from wasting air."
After he finished speaking, he came to a thin man.
The latter was so frightened that tears came out.
Seeing Song Yang raising his hand again, he immediately said, "Brother, please don't mess with me, I say!"
Song Yang smiled.
He patted the man on the shoulder and said, "OK, congratulations on winning the prize, stand up."
The man named stood up.
He looked at the man who had fallen to the ground without making any sound and said, "Our base is in Warehouse No. 18 in the suburbs of Kyoto. There is a basement there."
Song Yang nodded and said, "Very good, as a reward I want you to be my guide."
The man looked dazed.
He didn't expect that Song Yang would temporarily recruit him as a guide.
Song Yang looked at the others and said, "Since your companions have spoken, you can be freed."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Song Yang could let them go.
At this moment, Song Yang's eyes narrowed.
He clapped his hands and a golden dragon pattern coiled and moved, spinning in the field.
Everyone who was touched screamed, vomited blood and flew out. Within a few breaths, all of them were knocked to the ground by the dragon patterns.
In the blink of an eye, the man named by Song Yang was the only one left in the private room.
The man was stunned.
He swallowed hard. He was just about to refuse Song Yang's request, but he didn't expect Song Yang to kill all his companions afterwards.
This made what he wanted to say get stuck in his throat.
Song Yang said: "Come on, take me to your lair."
At this moment, the man in the windbreaker who had been attacked in the heart opened his eyes.
He took a deep breath, then rushed out of the window next to him and disappeared into the night sky.
Song Yang heard the noise.
He saw the man with the severe heart injury running away.
The people following him immediately became so frightened that their legs went weak.
Song Yang said: "Why are you so soft? No one can hurt you when I am here."
His words calmed the man down a little.
The two walked out the door.
At this moment, a strong wind came from behind Song Yang.
He turned over and struck out with a palm, shattering the strong wind.
At this moment, a scream came from beside him.
Song Yang looked and found that the man he brought out was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open and a flying knife stuck between his eyebrows.
This person was assassinated.
Song Yang frowned slightly. He didn't expect this result.
At this time, a cold voice sounded in the air, saying: "If you want to deal with my Tianmo Society, you are dead!"