Chapter 341 He was covered in blood but not a drop was his own
As soon as the wanted notice was released on the big screen, almost everyone looked over here.
This good-looking man, who exudes a sharp aura all over his body, is very eye-catching in the entire harmonious city. He has a knife hanging on his waist, an indifferent expression, and his eyes are dark, as if there is no light in them. He is very calm and indifferent, and does not care about their life or death.
This abrupt man made people around him feel the chill from the bottom of his heart.
But this man is the one they want to catch at the moment, so no one dares to go online.
"Why don't we hold off on any rash actions and notify the divine messengers first?"
"……you're right."
After the small discussions died down, the surroundings became quiet again.
"Alas..." When no one dared to say a word, the person in the center of attention sighed lightly, with sadness and distress appearing between his brows, "I did listen to my aunt and tried hard to become a normal person..."
He seemed genuinely troubled by his mumbling, but no one could understand what he was saying.
They were just ordinary citizens. Faced with such a wanted man holding a knife and exuding danger, they did not dare to move forward rashly. Instead, they blocked the way from all directions and tried their best to prevent Yin Xiu from leaving.
Yin Xiu stared at them and took a step forward. The crowd immediately took a step back, quite alert.
"Let me ask." Yin Xiu nodded politely, then drew his knife and pointed it at the large screen next to him. "If this lucky god catches me, what will he do to me?"
His question confused everyone around him.
Would anyone calmly ask them what happened next? Would they not run away or fight back? Would they just calmly ask them?
"Uh..." Someone whispered in the silence, "Those who disrespect the gods...will be killed or expelled, depending on the severity of the offense..."
"What about me?" Yin Xiu tilted his head and looked at the player.
The player shuddered for no apparent reason as he stared at them, looking away guiltily. "There's a high probability... I'll be killed..."
"Oh." Yin Xiu nodded and responded without any reaction, thinking carefully in his mind.
Auntie, when someone tried to kill him, he fought back with a knife and killed everyone who rushed towards him. That's considered self-defense, right? Even a normal person would do the same, right?
He had no idea. Anyway, the God of Luck had ordered the citizens to capture him. It was meaningless for him to kill the citizens. He should kill the so-called God of Luck and see what kind of existence he was.
It was Yin Xiu’s first time killing a god, so he was a little nervous. He didn’t know if he could succeed, so he decided to try it later.
He was just about to ask the citizens here about the whereabouts of the God of Fortune, and was also ready to threaten them with a knife, but suddenly a complex noise was heard outside the crowd, and a huge sound of footsteps pushed through the crowd and came straight to Yin Xiu.
Before, two people wearing black clothes appeared in front of Yin Xiu. At this moment, the two people who were beaten away came back with many people wearing the same clothes. The dark group immediately stepped forward and surrounded Yin Xiu. Everyone held a sharp knife in his hand and pointed it directly at Yin Xiu.
Yin Xiu raised his eyes and looked at the man in the lead, "You're back."
The leader was the man who had been knocked to the ground earlier. He looked at Yin Xiu with arrogance in his eyes and challenged him as soon as he opened his mouth, "Humph! I know you have some skills! I don't know where you came from, but since you came to this Twin City, it won't be so easy for you to leave.
"How dare you disrespect our God of Fortune! We don't need to capture you today, we'll punish you right away! Let everyone see what the consequences are for disrespecting the God in Twin City!"
With many companions around him, he felt much more confident when speaking, and his murderous intent towards Yin Xiu was strong.
Perhaps it was because he had embarrassed the messenger of God in public before, and his eyes were full of jealousy at this moment.
Yin Xiu turned a deaf ear to his words and instead looked at the people who had gathered around him. There looked to be about twenty or thirty of them, surrounding him.
The citizens outside the crowd huddled nervously to the back, looking at Yin Xiu, shaking their heads and sighing, filled with pity for the dying man.
Few people would alarm so many gods to suppress this huge group. This man is dead.
But surrounded by so many people, the man in the center didn't show any panic or fear. Instead, he slowly held the knife with a bored look on his face. "Are you done? If you don't have the strength, stop yelling. Can you hurry up?"
His casual reaction immediately angered the man, who pointed at Yin Xiu and cursed, "What's wrong with me yelling? You're going to die here today! People like you are destined to be surrounded by misfortune for the rest of your life! Why are you so arrogant, you poor wretch, unblemished by the gods of luck!!"
"If I kill you, I will end your miserable life!"
As the other party cursed angrily, Yin Xiu stared at him and raised the knife in his hand. The cold light flickered faintly under the lamp. "Did you hear the bell?"
The man's arrogant expression froze, "What bell?"
Under the blade, Yin Xiu curled his lips slightly, "It's the death knell of your life."
The moment the words fell, a cold light flashed across everyone's eyes like lightning. Before they could even see clearly, they had already seen Yin Xiu's knife falling.
A streak of blood slowly flowed out from the man's throat. He covered his neck in horror. He was confused at first, and then his expression became distorted. He glared at Yin Xiu fiercely, wanting to scream and curse, but the sounds coming out of his throat were fragmented, which made him terrified. He just stared at Yin Xiu who was smiling in front of him, and fell to the ground with hatred in his eyes.
The people around him were stunned for a few seconds, and when they noticed his attack, they immediately rushed forward with weapons in hand.
There were twenty or thirty people, and once they started moving, the scene became chaotic. Their murderous intent was directed towards the man in the center, and the tip of each knife was aimed at the fatal part of his body.
But the man didn't care about their number at all. Their attacks, with light sounds, moved among the crowd like ghosts, but with cold murderous intent, going straight to everyone's throat.
The sword flashed and danced, the blade stabbed in suddenly, and was pulled out slowly with blood and painful whimpers.
Those people started out shouting and aggressive, but within a minute, they completely collapsed.
Their eyes were gradually filled with fear and awe because of the number of people falling to the ground, and they felt afraid of this man who didn't say a word but just waved the knife.
The few people who were not injured had lost their will to fight and wanted to run back in fear, but the knife would not let them leave.
A man, a knife, and a murderous intent as cold as snowflakes, but he killed twenty or thirty gods' messengers.
The decisive and fierce murderous intent was like a Shura emerging from an extremely dangerous environment, bringing great shock to this peaceful city.
After the last scream, Yin Xiu stepped on the pile of corpses, wiped the blood off his face carelessly, and lowered his head to wipe the knife with the hem of his clothes.
The cold light beside him fell on him, wiping away the chill around him. After boiling like boiling blood, only tranquility and indifference remained.
It was as if nothing he did was done around him, and he was completely innocent, like an outsider.
At this moment, everyone on the street was stunned, and they couldn't believe what kind of performance they had just watched.
One person fought back against the siege of so many people.
He was covered in blood, but not a drop of it was his own.
What a terrifying existence!
But then they heard Yin Xiu ask them in a deep voice, "When will the next batch arrive? Should I wait a little longer?"
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