"One million!!"
Bang!
Lu Ziming's head was smashed into the ground, his skull and cheeks deformed, and he was silent.
"You died just like that? You got off easy." Yang Ming spat coldly on Lu Ziming's corpse.
However, at that moment, Lu Ziming's body suddenly burst like a bubble, turning into a puppet.
"A puppet?" Yang Ming was taken aback at first, then his expression turned cold.
Bang!
The ground a hundred meters away suddenly exploded, and Lu Ziming's disheveled figure leaped out of it, fleeing frantically without looking back.
Yang Ming instantly flew into a rage: "Where do you think you're going!"
He gave chase, but at his speed, he couldn't catch up with a fifth-tier expert who was determined to escape.
In less than two seconds, Lu Ziming's figure disappeared into the endless, eerie torrent.
Yang Ming angrily turned back: "Brother Xiu, can you predict his location?"
Fang Xiu remained calm: "No rush. Lu Ziming is nothing to cause any trouble."
He took two steps, walked to the deep pit, and looked at the puppet for a moment.
Is it another prop like a scapegoat doll?
At this moment, he finally understood what Lu Ziming meant by shouting "one million" before he died.
Given the other party's greed, this million must refer to the cost of purchasing the puppet.
However, Fang Xiu didn't care too much. He was able to defeat a fifth-level expert on his first day at the burial ground. In a few more days, he wouldn't need to worry about that fifth-level expert at all.
It should be noted that today was arguably the weakest day he ever experienced at his burial site.
"I'm going to kill Wei Xin!"
With Lu Ziming gone, Yang Ming had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only unleash it on Wei Xin.
Seeing that his boss had run away, Wei Xin had also wanted to run away, but unfortunately, apart from his zombie body, he had no other special abilities.
Surrounded by ice, tens of thousands of soldiers, and several game characters, he had nowhere to escape.
When Wei Xin saw Yang Ming transform into golden light and rush towards him, he was terrified. He knew that if he couldn't escape, he would really be doomed.
After all, I'm a poor guy and can't afford a substitute puppet.
He glanced around, then finally fixed his gaze on the woman with the dog leash, his eyes flashing with malice.
Then, Wei Xin gritted his teeth, withstood countless attacks, and desperately lunged at the woman with the dog leash, grabbing the leash and pulling her up by force.
"Don't come any closer!" he roared like a trapped beast, his stiff, bluish fingers with five black, thorn-like nails gripping the woman's neck tightly.
The black, thorn-like nails were extremely sharp, having already pierced the skin on the woman's neck, causing bright red blood to flow out continuously, which Wei Xin inhaled.
Yang Ming and the others were instantly furious, but they hesitated to approach Wei Xin for fear of harming her.
“If any of you dare to take a step forward, I will kill her immediately! Aren’t you all kind-hearted? Surely you won’t just stand by and watch this poor woman die?” Wei Xin grinned viciously.
"You beast! Let her go!" Yang Ming shouted furiously.
"Release her?" Wei Xin smiled cruelly. "Fine, as long as you release me, I can guarantee I won't kill her. After all, she's our money-making tool, and we won't kill her unless absolutely necessary..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly tensed up.
Because Fang Xiu was walking straight toward him.
Tap tap tap...
The sound of footsteps, neither too light nor too heavy, rang out in the room.
Wei Xin became nervous.
"You...you stay away! If you dare take another step closer, I'll kill her right now!"
Fang Xiu remained calm, his steps unwavering.
Who do you think you are to threaten me?
"Damn it! Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill her?!" Wei Xin was enraged, her black nails digging even deeper, even touching the bone.
"Brother Xiu!" Yang Ming's eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to persuade Fang Xiu not to go forward anymore.
Luo Qingxin grabbed Yang Ming and shook her head solemnly: "Perhaps... death is also a kind of relief for her."
Yang Ming clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his face were bulging. He was almost grinding his teeth to powder.
"Take one more step forward, and I'll kill you immediately..."
Before Wei Xin could finish her threatening words, Fang Xiu raised his hand, and the scalpel in his hand shot out as a streak of silver light.
The scalpel ultimately landed on the woman with the dog leash.
Whoosh!
The woman on the dog leash froze instantly, then collapsed.
This sudden change not only stunned Wei Xin, but also shocked everyone else.
No one expected that Fang Xiu would kill someone without a word.
Upon seeing the woman with the dog leash dead, Wei Xin didn't say a word, simply dropped the body and ran away.
However, he was merely a fourth-tier cultivator; how could he possibly escape?
Suddenly, Taotie waved his hand and slapped Wei Xin into the ground.
"Brother Xiu, you!" Yang Ming's expression was very complicated, a mixture of sadness, anger, and confusion.
Although reason told him that the woman's death might be the best solution, after all, living like a walking corpse was worse than being dead.
But Fang Xiu's indifference and ruthlessness were hard for him to accept for a while.
Just then, Fang Xiu calmly walked to the woman on the dog leash, looked at her as she was about to die, and reached out his hand.
"What intense pain!"
The next moment, the ability to absorb pain was activated, and the woman's pain surged out like a tide, along with her injuries slowly healing.
Upon seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes lit up with surprise, and he quickly walked over.
She glanced at the woman whose injuries had healed, then at Fang Xiu, a hint of shame flashing in her eyes: "Brother Xiu, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, the scene changed dramatically.
The woman, now with the dog leash restored, picked up a scalpel from the ground and, to everyone's shock, plunged it into her own neck.
Pfft!
Blood splattered, covering Yang Ming's face.
Fang Xiu had already calmly gotten up and was unaffected. He calmly watched everything before him.
The woman who committed suicide had a look of relief in her eyes, clearly indicating that the life-or-death crisis she had just faced had restored some clarity to her mind in her final moments, leading her to choose suicide.
Yang Ming's face was covered in blood, his eyes were vacant, and he looked at the woman's body lying in a pool of blood. He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
The look of relief on the woman's face, in particular, pierced his heart.
Finally, Yang Ming clenched his fists and walked silently toward where Wei Xin was.
(There will be another chapter later)
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