Zhou Yi didn't speak, but instead reached into his pocket, gripped the dagger, and cautiously scanned his surroundings.

Be careful not to get ambushed.

As for the so-called brother that the scoundrel mentioned, Zhou Yi didn't care at all.

In this world, it's not uncommon for people to fight over a bite to eat.

Besides, the other party broke the rules first last night; if he hadn't made the first move, he would have been the one taken down.

The scoundrel said in a low voice, "I know you stole the 'Gods' equipment. As long as you hand it over, I can let you go."

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

How did that bastard know about this?

Seemingly guessing what he was thinking, the scoundrel chuckled and said, "Right now, no one else knows except me and Brother Heizi, but if you don't know what's good for you..."

The meaning is self-evident.

Zhou Yi's murderous intent suddenly arose.

In places like slums, once others find out you have a login device, trouble will inevitably follow.

Seeing that Zhou Yi remained silent, the scoundrel assumed that Zhou Yi was afraid, so he crossed his arms and looked confident.

He glanced at the black figure behind him.

It was too dark last night, and he couldn't find his black brother, so they couldn't combine their swords.

Things are different now. Now the sun rises in the east, and the Biehei brothers are thriving in the slums, like fish in water, like tigers with wings, like the sun at its zenith.

Zhou Yi took out the pendant.

When the sunlight shone on it, the pendant instantly sparkled with brilliant light.

Bie San and Hei Zi stared intently at the pendant, their eyes glazed over.

They had just seen this thing elsewhere.

It's worth 100,000, enough for them to pick up young models within Central.

The craftsmanship and luster are unmatched, even by bricks and stones.

Zhou Yi stepped forward and threw the pendant at the scoundrel.

The scoundrel reached out and took it, giving a contemptuous smile: "You're smart to know what's good for you!"

Zhou Yi sneered inwardly. It seemed this guy didn't know that the pendant would become invalid after being bound.

He drew his dagger, ready to strike.

The scoundrel's face darkened: "Kill!"