Chapter 1 Inhumanity
The miserable shouts came from afar, echoing over this numb city, as if in an empty valley, and finally disappeared without any response.
When the four gates of the Fallen City open and the noise inside and outside the city return to the hustle and bustle, the sin hidden in the corner has also reached a height.
A pale, almost bloodless face, a pair of wide open but empty eyes, a corner of the bed was broken, a sheet stained with blood, and a messy long hair stained with sweat, blood and dirty.
Two men with satisfaction expressions, one with an angry look of dissatisfaction, that was a skin-breaking person.
"Damn it, it's so impatient! You guys are so quick to be played to death."
Seeing this, Hong approached, with a disdainful sneer, she sneered gently and looked at Zheng Ya's nasal pulse and said, "It's not dead yet."
"Damn! I'm not a pervert, I'm not interested in corpses."
The meat ball tied his pants and said, "It's time to deal with our boss after playing Zhengya!"
The eyes of the group fell on the man who was half kneeling on the ground like ashes. The momentum of the past was no longer there, and the anger in his eyes had been replaced by tumbling, and there was no despair.
Three men approached, and Acheng held his straight hair with regret on his face and forced him to raise his face, "Boss Zheng, everyone will not forget you. Without you, the boss who can beat you, how could we live to this day? How could we have such a glorious life? How could we have such a happy and enjoyable time today? Look at your baby Zhengya, look... Tsk tsk, it's really like a dead dog!"
The positive eyes gradually regained some colors and gradually became angry.
He smiled and said, "Many brothers are also interested in the dead. Zheng Boss, Zheng Ya's value will be maximized, so you can go with peace of mind. Haha..."
"Go to die!" A roar came from the mouth of the already dead man. A Cheng's pupils suddenly magnified and filled with horror. His hand, which was originally holding his hair, quickly let go as if it was bitten by a poisonous snake, and he tried to fly backwards.
A fist was magnified faster in his eyes, and then magnified it again, and finally smashed his handsome face and blood plasma splattered. There were other people who were also frightened to escape. A sword light burning with scorching fireworks suddenly appeared out of thin air, bringing out an arc of more than meter long, cutting off the connection between the body of the flesh ball and the limbs, and the flames surrounded the body of the flesh ball, burning.
Screaming, shrill screaming.
I felt a sudden chill in front of my face and body. The surface of my body seemed to suddenly lose something. The next moment, a severe pain hit the nerves, and then another self slowly fell from the sky.
A skin peeling with only a layer of cortex.
The two women who were trying to escape by snatching the door were cut through their bodies by two sword lights. When they rushed to the door, the two turned into four.
Hongzhuo's limbs were suddenly touched, and then she screamed with severe pain and stimulation at the joints of the limbs. The sound was only a moment ago, and half of her tongue flew out of her mouth and fell to the ground.
Zheng Yi hugged Zheng Ya's body on the bed, and pulled Hong's long hair with one hand and broke out.
"You will welcome death in the South Block. I don't need to do anything. They will slowly cut off your flesh in small pieces!"
The fear almost made Hong collapse in his spirit, but there was no sound in his mouth, and despair came naturally.
The alleys with staggered houses were densely packed with people, and there was no place for people to stand on the roofs around them. It seemed that everyone had come. In fact, almost all the villains in the Fallen City, regardless of their skills, had gathered, almost completely filling the entire East block.
"Yes! Hand over three hundred ingots of gold and keep your entire body."
The man with blood-covered eyes dragged Hong out with a hand, and rushed towards the crowd without hesitation.
"Save your mom!"
At some point, the sky covered with dark clouds sounded at this moment.
The time limit for the confinement order has passed, and the city gate that was originally closed was slowly opened. Lan Dao, who had been waiting outside the city gate for a long time, was about to enter the city. Ten people lined up inside the city gate, completely sealing the city gate. The clothes were the guards of the Fallen City Lord.
One of them came out of the crowd and walked slowly closer. He said with a respectful tone, "The things that the young lady has lived here for several months must not be leaked. Miss Seven has ordered that all the people who have seen the young lady during this period will kill as many as possible. The East Street Master and his group lived under the same roof for several months, and they must die. The city lord specially reminded him that the young lady should not interfere in this matter for the young lady's reputation, so as not to make the city lord feel embarrassed."
The aura of great true energy emitted from the ten people was as if it was a hint, suggesting that even if Lan Dao tried to force his hands, it would be impossible to break through. The strange sword hidden in his waist sword released its light in an instant, and the restless heart was the arrogant heart since childhood.
When the JueXiang completely left the sheath, Lan Dao's peaceful face had become cold and a cold and fierce light was emitted in his eyes. His originally fair skin turned gray and white, and his long hair was fluttering automatically without wind. What he lacked was the energy that shook the world in the past.
"You guys deserve to threaten me?"
Sarcastic words, cold tone.
The speaker bent down calmly and said, "The city lord has told me that if the young master insists on interfering in this matter, naturally no one dares to stop him, it just concerns the reputation of the young lady..."
Before the man could finish his words, his throat was already tightly squeezing and his feet were lifted off the ground. Just as he was about to kill, Lan Dao suddenly remembered the angry accusation of his elder brother when he was leaving: "If someone offends you a little, you will kill me!"
Thinking of this in his heart, he threw the calm and composed guard out, and the latter was immediately knocked into the city wall by a huge force. The people who were originally lined up to block the city gate spontaneously retreated and made way when the Landao passed in front of him, and there were people who were unstoppable.
But I have no way of knowing whether it is because of Lan Dao's arrogance or because of the orders behind it.
Not long after entering the city gate, all the streets and alleys were covered with dense crowds of people like ants. Without a moment of hesitation, the whole person penetrated straight into the dense crowd like a sharp blade.
At this moment, the guard who was embedded in the city wall finally climbed out, and one person hurriedly said, "Captain, are we secretly protecting the safety of the young master?"
The man calmly patted the dust stained on his body and slowly spoke, "Miss Seven has no such order, nor is the city lord. Just keep a close eye on all the goals and do what should be done. Once this matter is over, the city lord can finally be transferred from this ghost place, and no mistakes are allowed!"
"Captain, please rest assured! In the future, the lady will no longer have to stay in the mansion and will not leave the house."
The man sighed and said, "Yes. It would be a pity if a lady is buried here." Finally, he said, "I'll talk later, and I will guard my posts and see you outside the city."
The guards immediately dispersed.
Lan Dao collided all the way, and the crowds they encountered were as scattered as tofu, and did not encounter any resistance worthy of explanation. In just a quarter of an hour, he finally entered the range where the true qi breath could be sensed, and the pressure finally appeared at the same time.
In the circle of flame halos, the hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably, and blood was pouring out from the wounds on his waist. His face was extremely pale and ugly, and he was as breathless as a cow, but the corpse he was protecting did not add any scars.
Chapter completed!