Chapter 54: Becoming famous overnight! [Update 2]
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In a luxurious place.
A middle-aged man with squinty eyes, a big nose and thick lips, looking rather ugly. Around him stood seven or eight young girls, extremely beautiful, dressed in light gauze, looking charming and attractive.
"Hmm..." The middle-aged man rode on a girl of fifteen or sixteen, playing with her wantonly, ignoring her painful struggles.
suddenly--
A man in black slowly rose from the ground at the back, silently, as if he was a ghost, standing behind everyone. The middle-aged man and the others did not notice him.
The man in black looked at the terrifying scene in front of him indifferently. He flicked his finger and a stream of energy silently hit the middle-aged man, directly attacking the back of his head. However, as the energy was compressed as thin as a cicada's wing, it did not cause any movement in the air.
The middle-aged man was still teasing and didn't notice.
Phew!
A bloody hole suddenly appeared on the back of his head. The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened, and then his neck tilted and he fell on the little girl. The other women present froze with their barely maintained smiles on their faces, and then looked at the suddenly dead middle-aged man in astonishment. One of the women turned her head alertly and looked around, but saw nothing...
After Ye Chen finished his attack, he immediately jumped into the metal plate, sank into it, and rushed to another place.
"Next, Wang Lei!" Ye Chen's eyes were cold.
"Wang Lei, the military commander, opened a shop privately to sell pickled human flesh. He relied on the power of his military position to secretly collude with many shops and opened a 'beast fighting arena'! The so-called beast fighting arena is to put people and captured monsters together and eat them alive for those mentally twisted people to watch and get rewards."
“He deserves to die!”
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In a scholarly and elegant house surrounded by books, a gentle and elegant man sat in the study, holding a wolf-hair brush and practicing calligraphy. This man was Wang Lei!
No one could have imagined that a person who appeared so humble and reserved would actually do such a thing behind the scenes.
Wang Lei was originally a scholar. After each hunting, he would find some good books to read and then practice calligraphy. His favorite work in his life was Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface". He imitated it many times, but he always had the form but not the spirit.
"Today is the time to move out the batch of pickled meat." Wang Lei thought to himself, slowly put down the wolf-hair brush, and was about to get up when suddenly, a man in black slowly rose from the metal ground in front of him. His face could not be seen, only two cold stars.
"Who are you?" Wang Lei was startled, but he was not too panicked. Instead, he said calmly.
The man in black gave him a cold look, then rushed over. He flicked his fingers and several swords of energy shot out, heading straight for Wang Lei's head. As the energy rushed out from the left and right, he raised his fist and struck Wang Lei in the face.
Wang Lei was about to dodge.
Phew!
The Qi sword on the left hit his head and rushed into his body like a whale playing in the water, sucking in the life energy in his body and devouring it all. In the blink of an eye, it turned into the corpse of an old man. After possessing the talent for devouring, Ye Chen's speed of absorbing the life energy became extremely fast!
Ye Chen made a casual move and the energy rushed into his body, becoming stronger.
He glanced at the writing brush on the table, his mind moved, he walked to the table, picked up the wolf-hair brush, pondered for a moment, and quickly wrote a string of words, his brush strokes were so sharp that they penetrated the back of the paper, and at just one glance he felt the flash of swords and shadows rushing towards him.
This string of text is Wang Lei’s crime, as well as the crimes of others. It is simply described in one sentence, and the person who left the name is: Death!
Ye Chen casually pulled out a piece of paper and threw it on Wang Lei's body. He then came to the metal plate and sank down. There was nothing else in the room except Wang Lei's dead body. Even the wolf-hair brush used by Ye Chen had been wiped clean of fingerprints...
"Next, Wang Fei!"
"die!"
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That night, the sky over Atlantis was still gray and white, and the streets were bustling with people hurrying by, chatting, drinking and eating.
The next day.
Ye Chen rose from the metal plate of the box, took off the black cloth, changed his black clothes, put on golden and black leather armor, ordered some food and wine from the boss, and ate quietly. After eating, he took a nap in the box. After a night of fighting, his mental strength was a little tired.
While he was sleeping, there was a commotion outside!
Wu Hao is dead!
The leader of this glorious guild was killed overnight! His death was extremely tragic. If it had not been identified by experts, I am afraid that I would not have recognized that the dry, wrinkled corpse was the handsome Wu Hao!
The most terrifying thing is that on Wu Hao’s body, there are two words written in blood: Death!
The doors and windows were not damaged, and the guards outside did not see anyone go in, but Wu Hao was dead!
The entire Glorious Guild was shaken, and all high-level officials were shocked and dumbfounded.
The first thought in my mind was... my antidote!!
These people had no choice but to go to where Wu Hao lived and search everywhere, and they fell into chaos.
Just when this wave of excitement had not yet died down, another shocking event also occurred. The chairman of a famous hotel also died! In addition, the commander of the army, Wang Lei, also died!
In addition to these people, there were many generals, leaders of small guilds, owners of entertainment venues and other big figures from various places who died tragically. Without exception, they all became white-haired old men, and their deaths were extremely strange. No one had seen how they died. Some generals had heavy guards outside, but no sound was heard at all. When they were found, the generals inside had been dead for a long time.
That night, it seemed as if a mysterious devil suddenly came into this world!
They said they were devils... However, what everyone found strange was that each of these dead people had a piece of white paper on it, on which the crimes of these people were explained extremely clearly. Every single one of them was enough to arouse public indignation!
The news spread quickly, causing a sensation in the city like a magnitude 10 earthquake, with countless people talking about it.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"This murderer calls himself the God of Death? Is he really the God of Death?"
"How can there be a God in this world? It must be a prank."
"Then why do you think these people died inexplicably?"
"It must be some powerful person in disguise, who killed people without anyone noticing!"
"How is it possible? All of these dead people were strong men. They were surrounded by bodyguards and personal guards. How could they die without even having time to ask for help? Moreover, how did that person avoid these personal guards and sneak in?"
"So many people died in just one night. It's unbelievable! Just for the killings, one night is not enough!"
At the Commander-in-Chief's residence.
Murong De looked serious as he looked at the recorder in front of him and asked the young man beside him, "Is this what the Death God said?"
The young man nodded and said, "Yes, this is the only clue left by the Grim Reaper. It was found in the home of a deceased person."
The word "Death" became famous throughout the city overnight, and they were extremely concerned about this.
Murong De pressed the play button, and a low, vague voice sounded: "Anyone who does something that harms humanity will end up like these people! I will come to reap your lives at any time..." There was no emotion in the voice.
This is the end of the recording.
Murong De frowned, groaned for a while, and said to the young man: "This man calls himself the 'God of Death'. He is probably a hidden strong man who is always lurking in the base city. Judging from his actions, he has not done anything to harm humans, so there is no need to issue a wanted order."
The young man nodded and said, "I hired some detectives to observe the scene, but they found that there was no trace left, and the signs of fighting were not serious. It can be seen that the victims were all killed in one move! In addition, a series of footprints suddenly appeared in the room, but when the footprints reached a certain place, they suddenly disappeared, as if they had evaporated into thin air!"
The air became a little chilly.
Murong De's palm trembled slightly, but it was quickly covered up. He nodded slightly, his eyes were a little solemn. With his experience, he naturally knew how terrifying a fatal move was. These dead were all super strong, most of them had superman mode, but they were all killed! However, the superman mode could not do anything to the opponent!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of another person...the God of Killing Ye Chen!
He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Has anyone seen the whereabouts and attire of the 'God of Death'?"
The young man shook his head and said, "No, everyone who has seen the God of Death is dead. I suspect that this person is most likely Ye Chen!"
Murong De nodded, then sighed and said, "I hope it's the same person, otherwise there will be another terrifying person in the world. According to the spy on the surveillance, Ye Chen is in a hotel box and has not left for 24 hours. Can you ask if Ye Chen is still in there?"
The young man nodded and dialed the communicator. This communicator was almost the same as Ye Chen's, but its functions were much worse. It was a second-generation communicator. The signal could not be received in the sea and remote places. Some senior personnel wore it.
"Hello? Have you seen Ye Chen come out?" the young man asked into the communicator, which was not capable of video calls.
"No." A middle-aged voice whispered.
"Go and check if he is still in the room?" the young man ordered.
"Yes!" The middle-aged voice nodded, walked into the hotel, handed the medal to the hotel owner, and whispered a few words in his ear. The owner's face changed slightly, hesitated for a while, and then nodded. He walked to Ye Chen with the food, slowly cut the gauze on the wooden window of the box, and saw Ye Chen lying in the box sleeping.
Seeing that he was not discovered, the boss breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and retreated carefully. He did not see that after he left, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, with an unfathomable light in his eyes...
"Ye Chen is sleeping in the box." The middle-aged voice said through the communicator.
The young man frowned and nodded, "Got it."