Old Jack roared angrily. As he lay on the ground, ignoring the blood flowing down his face, he grabbed his right hand in a dark grid on the edge of the carpet. A hand crossbow shining with a faint blood light was caught in his hand. Three clicks
At the dull sound of bowstrings, two of the several big men who rushed into the room howled miserably, staggered backwards and fell out.
A big man was hit by an arrow in the throat. The arrow penetrated his throat and exploded, breaking half of his neck. This big man was just an ordinary person, but he did not have the inhuman resilience of Yin Xuejiao. Half of his neck was broken.
, he died on the spot and could not die again.
Another big man was hit by an arrow between his eyebrows and his heart. Half of his head was exploded, and a transparent hole was opened in his chest. He was also killed on the spot. The body staggered and fell out, overwhelming the outside.
Two wine tables.
The big man who first rushed into the house roared angrily. A flash of light flashed on the large crossbow with a one-meter-long bow arm in his hand, and a black shadow shot out. Old Jack suddenly howled miserably.
A crossbow bolt as thick and long as a thumb, densely covered with sharp barbs, penetrated Old Jack's shoulder, sending his body flying, and nailing his thin bamboo pole-like body to the wall.
superior.
The big man dropped the empty crossbow and rushed in front of Old Jack in two or three steps. He pulled out a snake-shaped dagger with his left hand and stabbed it hard into Old Jack's other shoulder. The dagger was extremely sharp and deeply penetrated.
Pierced into the wall.
A heavy punch hit Old Jack's lower abdomen. The big man's face was in front of Old Jack, and he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Damn vampire! Where is your money? Tell me, where is your money?"
where?"
There was a 'gurgling' sound in Old Jack's throat. He smiled strangely and opened his mouth to spray a ball of blood on the big man's face.
Five or six more big men armed with various weapons broke into the house. They roared and charged towards Yin Xuege and the two Yin warriors.
Yin Xuege licked a drop of blood that was spattered by someone near the corner of his mouth, felt the sweet vitality contained in the lukewarm plasma, and smiled strangely: "Kill them all, these guys don't look like they are...
Good people."
The soft sword in the belt was like a poisonous snake rising up, silently, and there was no cold light flying. The soft sword, as thin as cicada wings, swayed and wrapped around the neck of the big man who was torturing old Jack, just like countless children in the child's palace.
Just like what he had done before, Yin Xuege's hand just touched lightly, and the big man's head flew high into the sky. A pillar of blood sprayed out two to three meters high, and the whole room was covered in blood.
The two Yin warriors rushed towards the intruder with several afterimages. They did not use weapons. They just waved their hands. Their nails popped out more than an inch long, like sharp knives, tearing open the intruder's throat. Again.
Several blood arrows spurted out, and the whole room was like a blood pool hell, with all the furnishings covered with a thick layer of plasma.
With a 'boom', the body of the big man killed by Yin Xuege fell heavily to the ground. Yin Xuege held the soft sword and frowned at the dead big man who fell to the ground. He suddenly realized that this was a
It is impossible for an ordinary mortal to come back to life if his head is lost.
Taking a deep breath, Yin Xuege looked at the corpses scattered on the ground. The first time he killed someone, there was nothing disgusting or exciting. The smell of blood only made Yin Xuege frown slightly. The smell of unprocessed plasma was too fishy.
It was heavy and not as soft and mellow as the essence and blood potion. This killing left only that impression on Yin Xuege.
"Damn it!" Old Jack stretched out his hand with difficulty and pulled off the dagger stuck on his shoulder. But the crossbow bolt covered with barbs sank more than a foot deep into the wall, and the barbs hooked it.
With his flesh and blood and relying on his own strength, he cannot escape.
Yin Xuege walked up to Old Jack, grabbed the arrow, and then pulled it out with an extremely savage hand.
A large amount of minced meat was pulled out along with the arrows. Old Jack screamed in pain, staggered forward two steps, wailed and fell to his knees and twitched. Blood continued to flow from the wound on his shoulder.
It flowed out, and Old Jack screamed and cursed in pain, and obscene words kept coming out.
"Zap, bastard, these damned bastards! Hemda, these damn robbers, why didn't the security team hang them?" Old Jack cursed hysterically: "I should have known they were such ungrateful people.
, when I receive their goods, I should give them 30% more of the price! I support them, and they actually treat me like this!"
A Yin warrior took out a bottle of dark red medicinal powder and poured it on Old Jack's wound. The bloody wound quickly stopped the bleeding. This medicinal powder was leftovers from the Yin tribe's refining of blood essence potions. For the Yin tribe,
It has no effect, but for ordinary people, it is an out-and-out panacea.
The medicinal powder stopped the bleeding from the wound, stimulated the wound to begin healing, and quickly relieved Old Jack's pain.
Yin Xuege hid the soft sword back in his belt and looked at the corpses of the big men on the ground curiously: "Old Jack, what do they do?"
Old Jack stood up panting, covering the wound on his shoulder, gritting his teeth and kicked Heimda's head away.
"Dear Sir, they are a group of thieves! They are a group of greedy, poorly raised wolf cubs! They are a group of thieves in the sewers. They steal valuable and inconvenient things. They are generous and kind.
Old Jack provides them with living expenses, wine, bread and women!”
Gritting his teeth, Old Jack spread his hands gloomily: "But I didn't expect that they would come here to rob me with all their heart! These ungrateful guys have completely forgotten who saved their lives when they were about to starve to death.
of bread!”
Yin Xuege nodded. There was knowledge about this in the Zhizi Palace. This kind of thing is called sitting on the ground to share the stolen goods and hiding the stolen goods.
Rapid footsteps sounded, and the young man who was in the back alley just now broke in with several big men holding various sharp weapons. The young man's hands were clenched into fists, and there were faint sparks floating out from between his fingers. It was obvious that he had already prepared.
Prepared for battle.
Stepping into a house full of blood, the young man saw the blood everywhere and screamed in fright: "My mother! What happened here? Boss, are you going to open a slaughterhouse instead?"
"
Old Jack cursed and blocked the door, discussing the aftermath with the young man. Heimda and others barged in openly using powerful weapons. The drinkers outside the tavern had long been frightened and fled in all directions. This matter could not be hidden.
How to deal with the aftermath of the past depends on Old Jack's connections and power.
Yin Xuege squatted in front of the corpse of an intruder out of curiosity and grabbed a strange-looking firearm from his hand.
A Yin warrior wiped off the blood stains on his hands and walked quietly to Yin Xuege. Looking at the firearm, which was made of six goose egg-thick steel pipes, the warrior said solemnly: "This is a gunpowder weapon made by humans.
Rifle grenade. This weapon is very powerful and can threaten the bodies of Star Warriors and Moon Warriors. But it has no lethality against Night Warriors!"
"Human gunpowder weapon!" Yin Xuege curiously picked up the grenade and squinted around for a while.
"Even humans, their strong ones have now begun to use crystal weapons and various magic weapons. This kind of gunpowder weapons is very backward, extremely backward!" The Yin warrior shook his head disdainfully: "Listen to what the elders said, then...
With the restoration of the laws of heaven and earth, and with the recovery of aura, these weapons will all be eliminated in a short time."
Yin Xuege nodded and dropped the weapon on the ground.
In the teachings of Zhizi Temple, Yin Xuege knew that the current era is the end of the Dharma. The Dharma Ending Era is about to end, and the era of Zhoutian gods and Buddhas is about to return. They are at the junction of two eras, the old civilization and the new
Civilization, old power and new power are violently impacting and colliding.
In such an era, one can either ascend to the sky with one step, or fall into the sky with one step and face eternal disaster. Just as Yin Jiying, the chief deacon of the Zhizi Palace, said to Yin Xuege and the others - in such an era, the Yin clan will rise up and stand firm among all races in the world.
At the top, transcending everything, and finally achieving eternal immortality and the supreme Tao fruit!
There were harsh noises outside the tavern, and even more harsh sirens came in. Yin Xuege suddenly realized that what he had just been thinking about was really too much. Now he is just a member of the Yin Clan's Childish Palace.
A child, although he has the strength of a Star Warrior, he is still an inconspicuous little character.
His main task now is to survive, to survive in the malicious Yin tribe! Until he has enough strength to protect himself, and before he can truly control his own destiny, his only task is to survive.
"Old Jack, find a place for us to hide!" Yin Xuege stood up and greeted Old Jack.
As one of the secret strongholds of the Yin people in the Great Berlin City-state, and also a famous black den in the Great Berlin City-state for selling off accounts and hiding stolen goods, Old Jack’s tavern naturally has many secret passages and secret rooms. After just a few minutes,
Yin Xuege and the two Yin warriors had already hidden themselves in an extremely secret underground chamber.
He took a hot bath comfortably, changed into a set of neat and loose clothes, ran around all the way, and Yin Xuege, who had just killed someone, found himself a soft and comfortable big bed, with one end of the bed.
He fell down on the bed and fell asleep.
This was the first time he left the Yin city-state, the first time he traveled such a long distance, and the first time he actually killed a person.
For the first time in so many years, Yin Xuege was too tired both physically and mentally. He almost lost all consciousness as soon as his head hit the pillow. He slept so darkly that he completely ignored all the movements in the outside world.
In front of Old Jack's 'Captain Jack's Tavern', there were more than a dozen large and small speed cars parked. Dozens of Berlin city-state security team members wearing black armor came in and out to survey the scene. The bodies of the intruders had already been
They were carried out and placed neatly on the sidewalk on the street. Several men in white robes were carefully examining the corpses.
On several tall buildings nearby, dark shadows swayed. An airship of staggering size was suspended directly above Captain Jack's Tavern, about a thousand meters above the ground. In the pod of the airship, the same thing happened
There was a group of heavily armed men in black standing ready.
Old Jack stood at the door of his tavern cursing, dancing and complaining innocently to two men wearing black windbreakers and bowler hats.
"Dear Ombudsman, I swear on my father's soul that I am just a victim! Yes, I am a victim! This group of damn thugs blew open the door of my office. They want to rob me. They
You want me, a poor old man, to lose a pension!"
"Yes, they died, they were killed, they all turned into dead people! But isn't this normal? According to the city-state security regulations, if they come to rob me, they will have the consciousness to be killed by me! So,
Isn't it normal that they died?"
"Of course, of course, they died a bit miserably, poor children, they died without any body parts! But you can't blame me for this. I can only say that the guards I hired were not serious about their actions, right?"
I don't know what the two inspectors wearing bowler hats said, but Old Jack suddenly jumped up with great excitement.
"Hey, you damn bastards, listen to me clearly. Even if you are the supervisor of the Great Berlin City State, you can't treat a law-abiding citizen like me like this! I pay you legal taxes and illegal protection fees every month.
, I didn’t ask you to cause trouble for me!”
"You should go find the person behind these bastards now, arrest him, kill him, and protect my legitimate rights and interests! Instead of blabbering here like an old and senile bitch! Am I at fault? Am I wrong?
Have I violated any public security regulations? Have I done anything harmful to the city-state? If not, please leave me as soon as possible!"
"I have to clean up and reopen the business quickly! It's not easy to make money these days. Is it wrong for a poor old man like me to want to earn some pension?"
While roaring loudly, Old Jack quickly stuffed the two bulging money bags into the pockets of the two inspectors' windbreakers.
Each money bag contains one kilogram of unsmelted natural gold sand. In this hellish era, gold is the only common currency. In the city-state of Berlin, one kilogram of gold sand is enough for a family of three to live a luxurious and comfortable life for half a year, or to buy
There are three or five young and beautiful maids.
The two inspectors pressed their pockets with their hands, then they raised their bowler hats at the same time and bowed to Old Jack.
"All the laws and regulations of the Great Berlin city-state are to protect kind and law-abiding citizens like you! Dear Mr. Jack, we are very sorry for what happened today. There is no doubt that you are the victim, these damn gangsters, they are
You deserve it!"
In a large speed car parked on the roadside, a young man wearing a golden robe shook his head sternly. His long hair, as bright as gold, swayed with his movements, like a golden waterfall.
Swinging in the wind.
"These damn silverfish, I should really use thunder to judge their souls!" The blond-haired young man in gold robe snorted coldly, a few thin electric lights in his eyes jumped violently, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the speeding car.
.
"Sandel, don't be so excited!" In the corner of the speeding car, a red-haired girl sitting on the floor, holding a wine bottle and drinking heavily, smiled and winked at the blond young man: "They are
Silverfish, but they are indispensable in a city-state! Without them, would we have to deal with those despicable lives?"
With a slight shake of her slender white hands, three fireballs the size of goose eggs quickly spun around the palm of the red-haired girl. She glanced at the pub through the window of the speeding car and sneered a few times as if she felt something.
.
"Sander, there seems to be someone of our kind in this tavern. A self-destructive guy, he has soiled his bloodline."
Sandel stood up slowly, a ray of lightning appeared on his body, and the low thunder could be heard. He raised his head proudly, stretched out a finger, and shook it coldly at the girl.
"Fennes, that guy who has fallen for himself has a similar aura to you. In other words, he has tarnished the blood of your clan. I'm very curious. With your personality, shouldn't you rush over now and kill him?
Did he burn to ashes?"
The door of the flying car was knocked, and Sandor and Feniss closed their mouths at the same time. The third person sitting in the car, a young man wearing a white robe, with a peaceful face and a hot and pure breath, responded softly and pulled away.
The door of the flying car.
On the sidewalk, a man in white robe who was inspecting the corpses rushed into the flying car and bowed respectfully to the three people in the car.
"Three adults, we carefully examined the corpses, and we found some very strange traces. The guy named Heimda, his head was chopped off with a clean blow. Judging from the wounds, he was killed.
The weapon should be a very sharp and flexible soft sword."
"A very sharp, flexible sword?" Sandor smiled and snapped his fingers at the white-robed boy: "Hey, boss, tell me, if in the most chaotic neighborhood with the highest crime rate in the city-state of Berlin,
If someone is killed by a very sharp, flexible sword, who will be the murderer?"
The young man in white robe slowly stood up, holding a shining silver cross in both hands, and his peaceful face suddenly turned extremely ferocious.
"Damn vampires, those evil monsters, their only fate is to turn into ashes in the sun."
A layer of blazing white light surged out from the young man's eyebrows, and soon formed a set of magnificent silver-white armor on his body.
"Call all our subordinate hunters and completely surround this neighborhood. We would rather kill a hundred thousand by mistake than let one go!"
Sandor and Fenice looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders at the same time, and agreed with a smile.
****
The weekend is here, please remember to vote!
Even if you go out in a romantic way, you can still vote for Zhutou before going out!