After spending nearly half a day, Wang Jingyu arrived at the town where the killing capital marked on the Douluo map was located.
As described in the original work, Wang Jingyu felt a strange atmosphere as soon as he stepped into the town, especially everyone in the town had a special chill.
However, Wang Jingyu did not take this matter to heart. The most powerful person in this killing city was Tang Chen, the king of killing.
He didn't even take Tang Chen seriously, let alone the others.
He enveloped the entire town with his spiritual power, scanned it carefully, and walked towards the only tavern in the town.
Stepping inside the tavern, Wang Jingyu couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows and sniffed. The turbid air made him feel a little uncomfortable.
There were not many guests in the tavern, about 50% of the seats were occupied. The guests were all drinking their own glasses of wine. No one was chatting, and it looked lifeless.
Wang Jingyu's sudden arrival aroused curious looks from many people. He didn't care about these strange looks and came to an empty seat and sat down leisurely.
As soon as Wang Jingyu sat down, a waiter wearing black clothes and a cold expression came up.
Before he could ask what he wanted to drink, Wang Jingyu said coldly: "Bring me a Bloody Mary."
Wang Jingyu still knows the rules for drinking a Bloody Mary if he wants to enter the Killing City.
Of course, he could completely ignore these rules and force his way into the killing city.
However, Wang Jingyu felt that Bloody Mary was so evil in the original work, so he wanted to give it a try.
The waiter's face became slightly solemn and he looked at Wang Jingyu with strange eyes: "Are you sure?"
Wang Jingyu was too lazy to talk nonsense, narrowed his eyes, and already spread his spiritual power like a vast sea towards the killing city below the hotel.
Seeing that Wang Jingyu was too lazy to answer, the waiter turned around and left.
Wang Jingyu's mental power soon enveloped the entire city of killing. On the killing field of hell, as many as a hundred soul masters were fighting fiercely.
Thousands of people outside the stadium were shouting fanatically, "Kill, kill, kill..."
He could see the joy, anger, sorrow, fear and fear on the faces of many homeless people outside the city who couldn't afford Bloody Mary.
On the throne that symbolizes the highest power in the Killing City, a tall, pale-faced middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored cloak is closing his eyes to meditate.
The corner of Wang Jingyu's mouth raised slightly. This guy must be that old guy from Tang Chen. After he finished drinking the Bloody Mary, he went to deal with this old guy.
When Wang Jingyu opened his eyes, there was already a glass of turbid dark red liquid in front of him.
Smelling the pungent smell of blood, Wang Jingyu couldn't help but frown. He knew that this stuff was actually blood.
Therefore, although Wang Jingyu wanted to try the taste of this stuff, he might not be able to swallow it without certain mental preparation.
Wang Jingyu's hesitant expression at this moment attracted many guests' strange ridicule.
"Haha, a pretty boy in his early twenties actually comes to imitate others and wants to drink Bloody Mary?"
"It's really God's fault, you can live. It's your own fault, you can't live. I want to see how this kid drinks the Bloody Mary."
"Why are you still drinking Bloody Mary? Boy, you better go home and drink milk."
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One after another, sarcastic sounds penetrated into Wang Jingyu's ears, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly.
At this moment, the heads of the seven or eight people who shouted the loudest exploded without warning at the same time, and blood splattered everywhere.
The horrific scene made all the guests present so scared that they kept opening and closing their mouths and did not dare to say another word.
Wang Jingyu slowly stood up from his seat, picked up the wine glass and drank in one gulp.
He ignored everyone's frightened looks and walked towards the waiter at the bar.
"I want to enter the Killing City, otherwise everyone in the tavern will die."
Wang Jingyu's tone was very calm, as if it was no big deal at all, but the pupils of both the waiters and the guests present could not help but shrink slightly.
After all, Wang Jingyu had just strangely killed seven or eight people. Not to mention that he didn't even move his hands, and more importantly, he didn't even release his martial soul or soul ring.
With this move, no one in the entire hotel could escape. They did not dare to doubt whether Wang Jingyu would really kill everyone directly.
Regarding Wang Jingyu's sudden request, several waiters at the bar looked at each other, mainly because the strength shown by Wang Jingyu was so weird that they were not sure.
So after several waiters discussed it for a while, one of them said to Wang Jingyu with an apologetic look on his face.
"Guest, please wait a moment. We have to ask the superiors for instructions."
May I ask for permission? Is there anything I can ask for? No one else needs to ask for permission when they come to the Killing City. They can enter after drinking a glass of Bloody Mary.
But when he entered, the waiters said they wanted to ask for instructions from above, which Wang Jingyu would definitely not be happy with.
What if they asked for instructions from above and disturbed Tang Chen, the King of Slaughter, and scared him so much that he ran away?
Since these waiters refused to get out of the way, Wang Jingyu felt that there was no need for him to go to so much trouble.
He raised his right foot straight up, and after it reached a certain height, he quickly slashed it downwards.
A violent wave of air rushed toward the bar floor, with a devastating attack that tore the entire bar, including the waiters and the ground, into pieces.
Immediately, a hole appeared on the floor of the bar, and Wang Jingyu jumped directly into the hole.
Seeing Wang Jingyu disappear at the entrance of the cave, the other guests in the tavern quickly scattered and fled.
This man was a ruthless man. Not only did he kill seven or eight guests at the same time, he also directly killed all the waiters who belonged to the Killing City.
No matter whether this ruthless man can come out of the Killing City or not, he will definitely suffer crazy revenge from the King of Killing and even the entire Killing City.
It is even possible that guests like them who witnessed everything happened, if they don't hurry up and get out of their way, they are likely to be either obliterated by this ruthless man or by the strong man in the Killing City...
Wang Jingyu was walking in the dark and cold passage. Being a brave man, he was not afraid that anyone would suddenly appear and attack him from behind.
Except for the presence of gods, even if he is the King of Slaughter, it would be difficult for Tang Chen to sneak attack on him. His vast spiritual power is no joke.
He was walking slowly when he suddenly heard a cold and biting sound coming into his ears.
"Welcome to the City of Killing. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing.
Here, you can get everything you want, at the cost of your life..."
Huh? A disdainful smile appeared on Wang Jingyu's lips. He wanted his life? He was afraid that no one in the entire killing city could do it.