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“Sir, your food delivery.”

“I… didn’t order it… Oh, thanks.”  

Two minutes later. “Sir, wrong delivery. Please return it back to me.”

“I’ve already ea...

Chapter 388 The Smiling Killer

Suddenly, "Mr. Cannon" opened his mouth and spat out a cold glint, causing the air to freeze into frost wherever it passed.

The cold light struck Xia Tianqiong squarely in the chest, leaving a small hole in his clothes.

Then it shattered with a bang and vanished without a trace.

"That's it? Don't hold back. Let me experience just how powerful the trickery you acquired through killing really is."

Xia Tianqiong looked relaxed and was completely unaffected.

Mr. Pao gave a bitter laugh, his face ashen.

He finally realized that the difference between himself and the person in front of him was like heaven and earth.

That was a mid-grade trickery, yet it couldn't harm the opponent in the slightest.

He stopped resisting, and a dozen seconds later, flames engulfed his body, burning him to a crisp.

Xia Tianqiong suddenly looked regretful, "What a pity, all the good things on him were burned. I should have known better than to use fire."

The live stream screen was flooded with comments again.

"Well done! The masked man killed people for the sake of the magical artifact, and now he's being killed. It's just the cycle of karma, and retribution is inevitable."

"No matter how good the magical artifacts or how powerful the tricks, we still can't beat Commander Xia."

"The masked man won't dare to be so arrogant anymore!"

"Oh my god! I've already prepared my mask, and I'm all set to go all out, but I don't dare wear it now!"

"Damn, does the masked guy upstairs dare to give us his address?!"

Xia Tianqiong looked at the comments from the public and realized that the initial results had been achieved.

But that's far from enough. The killing must continue until everyone in the city understands one thing: no matter how strong the masked man is, he will not have a good death.

Conference room at the Beijing General Bureau.

Director Zhang convened leaders from various departments to watch the live broadcast together.

Someone couldn't help but whisper, "Is Deputy Commander Xia mentally sound? He seems to really enjoy the killing process. Look at the smile on his face; it's clearly genuine, not an act."

Director Zhang turned around and glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense. Deputy Regiment Commander Xia said beforehand that there was a reason for doing this, and it's definitely not because he's crazy."

Someone asked, "Is it useful for him to kill so many people? There are now more than two million masked people. It's impossible for him to kill them all by himself."

Director Zhang frowned slightly. "According to his plan, he wants to kill until everyone is afraid of him. Then we can coordinate with propaganda, which should have a deterrent effect and control the rate at which the masks are being distributed."

Xia Tianqiong's successive massacres of two groups of masked men are gradually showing results.

No more masked men dared to take the initiative to fight him; they would all flee before he could even get close.

But he ran as fast as lightning, and no masked man who was targeted could escape.

In an instant, all the masked people in the capital were filled with fear and hid everywhere.

Xia Tianqiong held up her phone and started a city-wide search game. She would find someone and then brutally kill them, using cruel and bloody methods, and take away the strange artifacts or other valuables from them.

"Young man, hiding under the bed won't work!"

"Auntie, do you think I'd be too scared to go in just because you're hiding in the women's restroom?"

"Look, everyone! There are so many people hiding in the swimming pool. What's the most interesting way to kill them? How about we boil them like frogs in warm water?"

"Huh? This guy's tough, he's actually hiding in the sewers."

"Sir, the morgue is where the dead sleep. You are not qualified to lie in the morgue cabinet. But it doesn't matter. I'm a kind-hearted person. I'll help you become a dead person."

This massacre lasted for more than ten hours.

No matter where it is hidden, it can be found.

The problem is, if you're going to kill someone, why smile before you do it?

From today onwards, everyone will know that the former hero is somewhat mentally unstable.

Although his actions were applauded and cheered by the public, it did not prevent people from considering him a pervert.

Xia Tianqiong thus acquired several new nicknames, such as the Smiling Killer, the Ancestor of Perverts, and the Mask Buster.

He didn't care at all and was preparing to kill the last batch of people.

This is also the largest group of masked people in the entire capital, with more than two thousand people.

There's a reason why it was left until the end.

A high-end residential community.

As soon as Xia Tianqiong stepped through the gate, she saw a man in a red mask standing there.

The mask had the word "vehicle" written on it, which means he killed at least 10,000 people.

"I knew you would come looking for us."

Su Chen spoke first, looking at Xia Tianqiong with no fear, but rather with some interest.

Xia Tianqiong asked curiously, "Were you waiting for me?"

Su Chen smiled faintly, "It's not me, it's the more than 10,000 residents behind us who are waiting for you."

As he spoke, he pointed behind him.

Behind them was the community's recreational square, where more than 10,000 people were gathered densely together, while more than 2,000 masked people watched them from the surrounding area.

Xia Tianqiong raised an eyebrow. "Are you planning to use these people to threaten me?"

Facing him, Su Chen showed no fear, but rather a strange confidence. "You killed so many people, deliberately disguising yourself as a psychopathic killer, just to make us afraid of you, right?"

We all know you're doing this to save the ordinary people of the capital, so you can't just watch them die. If you dare lay a hand on us, you'll kill ten thousand residents here before we die.”

Xia Tianqiong's smile suddenly became a little strange. His gaze passed over Su Chen and looked at the more than two thousand masked people behind him.

“I can tell you that the entire capital is within the Ghost King’s Ghost Domain. His goal is to kill everyone, including you masked people.”

Do you think that by killing people to obtain magical artifacts and techniques, you can become stronger? Do you think you can escape death?

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