Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

"Next, we will encounter hostile Soul Masters from the mountain stronghold on our way up the mountain. Remember, do not show any mercy."

"If they had sent a signal in time, we would have suffered even greater casualties."

"action!"

Tang Lan stood at the foot of the mountain, glanced at the steep mountain scenery above, and quickly issued the order.

Including Tang Lan, a total of thirty-six people completely merged into the darkness, silently infiltrating up the mountain.

Muffled groans could be heard from time to time along the way, but they could not stop Tang Lan and the others.

After easily dealing with the visible and hidden sentries along the way, the group finally reached the halfway point of the mountain.

Upon reaching the top, Tang Lan and the others discovered that a very wide stone road had been carved out around them, and there were even obvious recent wheel tracks.

"These marks are clearly not something one car could have left; it looks like there must have been at least ten."

"And they only came up here in the last two days. There's no mainland at the foot of this mountain, so it seems they've hidden the real path."

Tang Lan bent down, looked at the tire tracks on the ground, glanced back at the dense bushes below, and then spoke.

From the front, Yangjiao Mountain appears as a massive mountain range covered in lush vegetation, accessible only by a faint, human-shaped path.

However, Tang Lan and the others did not believe that there were only a few small paths. In the dense forest, there must be another road that only they knew about, which could be used by carriages to go up the mountain.

However, the mountain range stretches for dozens of miles to the north, making it extremely difficult to find this road.

Even so, they were able to tell that many carriages had indeed come and gone.

Without even guessing, Tang Lan knew that this must be the carriage of someone from the Mad Lion Sect.

It's highly likely that all the supplies hijacked from the Tang Clan's convoy were taken to the mountain.

Just then, the sound of conversations growing closer came from afar, attracting the attention of Tang Lan and the others.

Almost without tacit agreement, everyone hid in the bushes by the roadside, holding their breath and observing secretly.

"Those carriages are full of good stuff. If we were to divide it up, it would be worth more than the soul coins you and I have earned here over the years."

"Yes, it's a pity that the leader won't let us move. He said that all these things have to be sent back to the Mad Lion Sect."

The group chatted amongst themselves, and slowly walked towards Tang Lan and the others, each holding a long spear.

The third member of the six-person team then spoke up, saying, "You keep saying we're all disciples of the Mad Lion Sect, but now you won't even share this little bit with us."

"To put it bluntly, these guys don't consider us one of their own. They're a bunch of ingrates. It's a shame that our boss is so open and honest with them."

Whoosh!!

Just then, a dozen dark figures suddenly emerged from the bushes. Strangely, none of them resisted or shouted.

In reality, it was Huo Yuhao in the darkness who launched a mental attack.

After a brief period of confusion, these people awoke to find a gleaming dagger held to their necks.

"Who are you people?!"

The gaunt middle-aged man who appeared to be the leader of the six was also filled with shock.

They never expected that someone would appear here in the middle of the night and take them all hostage.

"Tell me, where are all those supply trucks you mentioned? And where is the big boss you're talking about?"

Jiang Nannan, holding a dagger, asked the person in front of her in a cold voice.

As he spoke, he increased the pressure of the dagger in his hand slightly, even cutting a bloody mark on the other person's neck.

"I'll talk!"

"There are seven supply wagons in total, and they are currently in the warehouse on the east side of the mountain stronghold."

"Our leader, known as the King of Poker, Zhuo Er, is a level 89 Soul Douluo. He is currently entertaining several elders from the Mad Lion Sect in the reception room."

The man's legs were trembling uncontrollably as he hurriedly answered.

"You lead us there, and I'm warning you, if you dare to try anything funny, I'll be the first to slit your throat."

Realizing that the man in front of her was a coward, Jiang Nannan gave Tang Lan an inquiring look.

Only after seeing Tang Lan nod in agreement did they decide to spare her life.

Seeing that their leader had chosen to give up resistance, the five men behind him also threw down their weapons one after another.

After that, apart from the captain, the other five were knocked unconscious one after another, tied up tightly in the depths of the forest, and gagged.

Tang Lan and the others split into five groups, changed into each other's clothes, and continued on their way.

The remaining people automatically sought out other patrol teams in the vicinity, changed into their clothes using the same method, and blended in.

Tang Lan was accompanied by Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, Ma Xiaotao, and Tang Wutong.

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As for Xiao Xiao, she, Huo Yuhao, He Caitou, and others dealt with the surrounding guards on the outside.

One hour later, all the guards here will be replaced and eliminated.

"Huh? Old Joe, didn't you just take some men out to search for the hill? Why are you back again!"

As soon as the group arrived at the outpost of the mountain stronghold, the guards next to them looked at Old Qiao, who was walking at the front, with puzzled expressions.

Meanwhile, behind Old Qiao, Jiang Nannan held a dagger firmly against his back.

"Haha, I suddenly forgot. Liu Er said he wanted to switch shifts with me today. They have something to do tomorrow. I only remembered it after I got there."

The middle-aged man, referred to as Old Joe, felt a chilling glint in his back and quickly explained.

"I see. Alright then, brothers, get some rest. Things aren't going to be peaceful these days; who knows which force might attack our stronghold again."

"Only by conserving our energy can we achieve great things. Don't forget your brothers then, Joe!"

The team leader at the checkpoint chuckled and joked with Old Joe.

"Of course, then let's go in first!"

Old Joe gave a rather stiff smile, but fortunately it was dark, and the other person couldn't tell that anything was different.

Once inside the mountain stronghold, Tang Lan and the others realized why it was so difficult for any of the various factions to conquer it.

There are already more than 800 people here, of whom more than 200 are Soul Masters.

There were dozens of Soul Emperors, more than twenty Soul Saints, and even as many as five Soul Douluos.

It is said that the leader's martial spirit is even proficient in a secret technique that can enhance his strength in a short period of time.

This situation is very similar to that of Hou Li before, who was even able to withstand a Title Douluo for a short period of time in a critical moment.

That's why that guy has been able to occupy this place for so many years.

But he ran into Tang Lan today, so he can only be considered unlucky.

The group swaggered along, avoiding several patrol teams, and arrived at the warehouse on the east side without any problems.

"Sure enough, all these supply wagons are here! These guys are absolutely despicable."

Looking at the carriage in the warehouse and the horses tied up beside it, Ma Xiaotao spoke angrily. (End of Chapter)