A cold knife was placed against the thin man's neck.
The surrounding space seemed to freeze, and the bloodstains on the blade sent chills down the spine of the thin man.
That icy, piercing voice felt like millennia-old ice, constantly pricking his nerves.
The overwhelming sense of pressure instantly overwhelmed the frail man.
"Grandmaster... Grandmaster..."
A sudden realization exploded in the thin man's mind: this was an ability only a grandmaster possessed.
Everything became clear then; no wonder Stone and the others lost their fighting ability and were even killed within minutes.
No one except a master-level expert can do it.
The thin man understood that almost no mercenary group could reach an intermediate level without having a master-level expert or the power to kill a master.
"Boss..." The sniper next to the thin man reacted instantly, turning his sniper rifle around the moment Luo Chen approached.
But just as he was aiming, a hard object scraped against the gun in his hand with a hissing sound.
"Waaah!"
The man grunted, his eyes widened instantly, and the sniper rifle fell from his hand. He touched his neck.
I felt a tiny scratch on my neck.
With a thud, the man fell to the ground.
He died without understanding why the knife had reacted so quickly, already slicing open his neck.
"Who...who are you?" The thin man stared at the scene before him.
His heart was pounding with fear, large beads of sweat rolled down his head, and his trembling legs made it impossible for him to stand steadily.
"Why, why, why didn't two grenades kill this person?"
The thin man looked at the man in front of him with a knife, his tall figure standing out in the darkness, holding a long knife stained with blood.
He is not Death, but at this moment, how is he any different from Death?
Bang!
The frail man could no longer withstand the pressure around him, and his legs collapsed to the ground.
Mu Shanhai knew that there was a grandmaster by his side, so they made preparations before setting off.
Logically speaking, a grandmaster is not a god; he is just like an ordinary person and can die.
If an ordinary person can handle two or three armed individuals, then a grandmaster can easily take on more than ten.
This is the difference.
So before they came, they prepared grenades, and half of the entire regiment came.
I never expected that this grandmaster was still alive.
"Smack!"
Luo Chen swung his longsword, the blade striking the thin man's terrified face, leaving a scratch.
"Tell me, who are you?"
A cold voice slowly came from Luo Chen's mouth; at this moment, he seemed like a completely different person.
His former carefree and smiling demeanor seemed to have been stripped away.
What a joke! He's the main villain in the book, yet I can't even muster a tantrum.
Luo Chen doesn't care what your motives are; he only cares about one thing: that you haven't disturbed his mission.
He just wants to go back. After the mission is complete, you people—no, these NPCs—can go back to whatever you want.
"I...we are the Viper Mercenary Group, sir, brother, can't we talk this out?" The skinny man had lost all the arrogance he had displayed in the earpiece; now he was like a lowly dog, pitifully begging for mercy.
"Talk things out properly? Why didn't you talk properly when you were firing grenades?" Luo Chen sneered, his eyes like those of the Grim Reaper, their depths seeming to devour the frail man at any moment.
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong." Hearing Luo Chen's words, a glimmer of hope for survival rose in the thin man's heart.
"The Viper Mercenary Group? Never heard of them. Tell me, where did you come from, and what is your mission?"
Upon hearing this, the thin man felt much more at ease, knowing that Luo Chen wouldn't kill him, but he still had a lingering suspicion: "I can tell you, but you can't kill me."
In the darkness, Luo Chen stared at the thin man with cold eyes, remaining silent for a long time.
The night breeze whistled through the air, causing the thin man to shiver. He was a little scared and had been waiting for Luo Chen's reply, but after so much time, the man with the knife in front of him still hadn't spoken.
Anxiety once again filled his mind.
"We started from the town." In order to save his life, the thin man spoke again. He didn't know what Luo Chen was thinking, but he knew that if he didn't speak up, he would probably be beheaded in the next second.
"Hope Town?" Luo Chen thought to himself. No wonder the people behind them caught up after only a few hours.
So, they're also part of the alliance?
"What about the mission?" Luo Chen decided to ask more questions so that he could also understand the enemies that would follow.
After all, you don't even know your own enemy, which puts you at a disadvantage.
Hearing Luo Chen speak, the thin man breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party spoke, there was a chance for him to survive.
"Besides, the regimental commander and the others are probably here too..."
The thin man glanced behind him.
“I can tell you, but…”
Before the skinny man could finish speaking, a slap landed on his body.
He was instantly knocked to the ground, and the redness and swelling on his face quickly became apparent.
"You..." The thin man was instantly filled with rage and was about to speak when a foot was stepped on his face.
Luo Chen stepped on the man's face, bent down and plunged the knife into the man's eyes, coldly saying, "You should understand one thing: you are not important to me. The reason I spared your life is because I need you to answer questions. So now you just need to answer questions. I'll give you three seconds."
"three."
The thin man's pupils dilated instantly, and he cursed Luo Chen in his heart, thinking, "Is it better to eat one or two than to eat two?"
Who counts like this?
"I'll talk, I'll talk, please don't kill me." The thin man saw Luo Chen slowly pulling out the knife and hurriedly begged for mercy.
Seeing Luo Chen put the knife back in, the man slowly said, "This morning the leader called me out alone and gave me a mission. He said that as long as I complete it, I will have endless money. He asked me to follow the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group, kill you, and take away a man named Mu Shanhai."
In the face of life and death, the man used this passage as quickly as he could in his life.
Luo Chen frowned. It seemed that these people were just small fry.
"Did you make the Six-Leaf Bone?" This Six-Leaf Bone had always been a question in Luo Chen's mind.
The main problem is that the appearance of this six-leaf bone is too strange, and its side effects are too few.
How could an experienced mercenary be fooled?
"What six-leaf bone? I don't know."
The man's words at his feet instantly froze Luo Chen's expression!
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