Chapter 510: He who strikes first will survive
Because your good friend has been missing for many days, so you just borrow money from a stranger on the street to find him?
This idea is equally unique.
However, considering that refusing might make the little girl unhappy, Thor still reached into his pocket.
Just as Thor was about to take the silver coins out of the storage device under the pretense of reaching into his pocket, he suddenly noticed a woman walking towards him angrily not far away.
Thor raised his eyebrows, and immediately took out his pocket which was cleaner than his face, and said to the little girl: "I'm so sorry, I really want to lend it to you, but I don't have a single silver coin."
Seeing that Thor didn't take out anything, the angry woman softened her expression.
The little girl, after her hope was raised and then shattered, puffed up her cheeks and said, "You are so old, why don't you have any money? You are such a useless adult!"
The woman behind came up and hit the little girl on the head.
“Boom!”
The sound is very loud.
"Why would you just borrow money from a stranger? What if you borrow the money and run away, and disappear like little Claude?"
"I was wrong, Mom." The little girl covered her head, not daring to contradict the woman. She could only cast a resentful look at Thor.
Thor immediately leaned over and touched the little girl's head. "How about this, you are young and it is not safe for you to go out. I will help you find little Claude."
The little girl suddenly became happy, "Little Claude is my best friend, you must help me find him!"
Thor nodded, "But before that, I need to know some characteristics of little Claude and think about where to find him."
The little girl immediately jumped up and said, "Little Claude is the most naughty. He likes to play hide-and-seek with me. He hides anywhere and asks me to find him."
The girl's mother obviously had a bad impression of little Claude.
"He is a liar. He said he could make trees obey his commands and transform into the appearance of the village chief. I think he was always pretending to be the village chief and was finally locked up by the village chief."
As the woman spoke, her face darkened. “Maybe he was locked up and killed.”
Thor changed the subject again, "Where is the village chief's house?"
The woman pointed to the prettiest white house at the end of the road and said, "That's it."
Thor immediately said goodbye to the two of them and walked towards the village chief's house.
"Knock, knock, knock!" He knocked on the door of the white house.
"Ring, ring, ring..." A series of ethereal and pleasant bell sounds rang out.
Soon the door was opened.
However, when he saw the person who opened the door, Thor was stunned.
Herman: [This person?]
The man who opened the door had messy red hair and a large nose that made his eyes and mouth look very small.
But the difference between this man and little Claude is that he looks to be in his thirties.
Not a little boy.
"Hello, I want to see the village chief."
The man opposite smiled gently, "I am the village chief, Big Claude."
Although I know that in some places people with the same name will add a capital letter before their name to distinguish their identities, aren’t the features of these two people too similar?
Thor asked tentatively, "I heard that little Claude was missing, so I came here to look for him. May I ask you and him?"
Big Claude sighed, "I'm his brother."
There is quite a big age gap between these two brothers.
"Village chief, do you know how little Claude disappeared?" Thor continued to ask.
"Come in and tell me." Big Claude invited Thor in. "I don't know why he disappeared, but I should be the last person to see him."
The village chief was dressed neatly and cleanly, and his manners and demeanor did not seem like someone from a small village.
"Today, a wizard passed by and was attracted by little Claude's talent. He wanted to take him as his apprentice and take him away. But little Claude didn't want to. I was afraid that the wizard would be angry, so I scolded him, and he suddenly ran away. He hasn't come back yet. I looked in many places, but couldn't find him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Big Claude saw Thor staring at him, "What's wrong?"
"When did you say little Claude disappeared?"
"This morning, if you want to know the exact time, it was around 10 a.m." The other party obviously didn't understand what Thor meant and thought about it carefully.
Agu: [There is something wrong with this village chief. Others say that little Claude has been missing for many days, but he said he just disappeared today.]
An: [Could it be that this Big Claude is Little Claude? So he doesn't know he's missing? ]
Agu: [But he is the village chief, and other people know that the village chief is not missing. ]
"Maybe it's not that complicated." Thor murmured.
"What?" asked the village chief Claude, who didn't hear clearly.
A black blade suddenly appeared behind the village chief, and then cut off the village chief's neck with one stroke!
Herman and the other four: [?!]
Thor stood up, moved the village chief's body to a corner where the window could not see him, then pushed open the door and walked out.
"The village chief and others have different opinions on the time when little Claude disappeared. It is possible that the village chief died earlier than others."
Saul returned to the street and not far away, he saw the peasant woman who had killed him walking out happily.
At the same time, a young man climbed out of the window of the house and went into the alley between the two houses.
Thor recognized him at a glance. That man was the one who was stabbed to death by the farmer with an iron fork and fell from the second floor.
Thor followed the man into the gap between two houses. The man in front vaguely felt that someone was following him, but before he could turn around, a black blade cut off his head.
After a moment, Thor came out and knocked on the door next door.
"You're here?" The farmer was very happy to see Thor coming back. "My wife is out buying soup base. You can have the delicious soup when she comes back."
Thor smiled and thanked him, then followed the farmer into the room.
A few minutes later, the peasant woman came back and saw Saul sitting alone in the living room. She looked at the unfamiliar face with some vigilance, but soon remembered something.
"Hello young man, you are the guest invited back by my old man, right? Where is my old man?"
Saul stood up, "Yes, hello, ma'am. Mr. John went upstairs."
"Oh," the peasant woman covered her face and laughed. This time she was not panicked at all. "How can I call you Madam? You look like you are only in your teens. You can call me Aunt."
The peasant woman smiled and went to the kitchen to make soup for Thor.
Thor followed behind, "What kind of soup is Auntie making?"
The peasant woman came to the stove and opened the lid of the soup pot. "We farmers don't have any good ingredients. We just picked up the big bones that others don't want..."
"Gudong!"
“Crash!”
As soon as the peasant woman finished her words, her head fell into the soup pot.
Thor left the kitchen and closed the door.
He glanced at the staircase cabinet that had begun to ooze bright red liquid, and left the farmer's house again.
When Thor suddenly killed the village chief Claude, the four consciousnesses were just surprised, but now they are silent.
Next, Thor's black blade turned into the scythe of the god of death. If he encountered a lone person, he would kill him directly without any communication.
If he encountered two or three people acting together, he would split the black blade into multiple people and kill them at the same time, not giving the other party any chance to raise the intention to kill.
And on this bloody road, Thor's control over the Dark Blade became more and more handy. He could even split the Dark Blade into dozens of pieces.
Reaping lives was completely different from simply practicing witchcraft. He could get feedback from the other party that their spirits were being torn apart.
This allowed the Dark Spirit Blade, which was itself a dark attribute witchcraft, to improve rapidly.
When Thor fought his way to the outermost part of the village, he saw two guards still chatting under the outermost hut.
Two dark shadows appeared silently behind the necks of the two guards.
A black shadow flashed by, and two headless bodies fell down helplessly.
Thor walked out of the small village slowly. "As long as I kill everyone here, no one will want to kill me anymore."
He left the last house and stood at the end of the only street in the village, looking back at the village which had become completely quiet.
"So, the rule here is that whoever strikes first will live."
(End of this chapter)
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